The Forrest City times., 1890-09-13
"A NEW SONG."
DR. TALMAGE DISCOURSES ON MUSIC IN HEAVEN.
"The New Song" Which Will be Sung In Celestial Abodcs.-Its Sig nificance, Its Power and Its Purpose.

Purpose.
 On Sunday the 7th, Dr. Talmage preached In the Brooklyn Tabernacle, his text being taken from Rev. 5. 9: "And they sang new song" He said
 Nearly all the cities of Europe and Amer lea have conseryntories of music, and asso- citations, whose object 1t is, by voice and instrument, to advance the art of sweet sounds. On Thursday nights, Exeter Hall of London used to rcsound with the music of frst-class performers, who gave their services gratuitously to the masses, who came in with free tickets and huzzaed at tho entertainment. At Berlin, at eleven o'clock daily, the military band. with sixty pr one hundred instruments. discourses at the royal opera house for tho people. On Easter Sunday, in Dresden. the boom of cannon and tho ringing of bells, bring multitudes to the churches to listen to the organ peals, and the exciting sounds oi trumpet and drum. When the great fair day of Lcipsic comes, the bands of music from far and near gather in the streets and bewildcr the ear with incessant playing of flute and horn, violin and bassoon. At Dusseldorf, once a year. the lovers of music assemble, and for three or four days wait upon the great singing festivals, and shout at the close of the choruses. and greet the successful competitors as the
 
 silver and gold. All our American cities at times resound with orchestra and oratorto. Those who can sing well or play skilfully upon instruments are greeted with yocifer- ation, and garlanded by excited admirers.
 There are many whose most ecstatic de- light is to be found in melodies; and all the splendor of celestial gates, and all the lusciousness of twelve manner of fruits, and all tho rush of floods from under the throne Of God, would not make a heaven for them if there were no great and trans- porting harmones. Passing along our streets in the hour of worship, you hear the voice of sacred melody. although you do not enter the building. And passing along the street of heaven we hear, from the temple of God and the Lamb, the breaking forth oi magnificent jubilate. We may not yet enter in among the favored throng but God will not deny us the pleasure of standing awhile on the outside to hear. John listened to it n great while ago, and ''they sang new song.
 Let none aspire to that blessed place whe have no love for this exercise, for although It Is many ages since the thrones were set, and the harps were strung, there has been no cessation in the song, excepting once for about thirty minutes; and, judging from the glorious things now transpirlug in God : world, and the ever accommodating triumphs of the Messiah, that was the last half-houf that heaven will ever be silent.
 Mark the fact that this was a new song. Sometimes l have in church been iioated away upon some great choral, in which all our people seemed to mingle their voices. and l have, in the glow of my emotions, said. Surely this Is music good enough for heaven Indeed I do not believe tha, Luthers Hymn, or Coronation, or Old Hundred or Mount Psgah,' would sound i'll if spoken by sainted lips, or thrummed from seraphic harps. There are many oi our fathers and mothers tn glory who would be slow to shut heavens gate against these oid-time harmones. But this, we are told is new song. Some of our greatest anthems and chorals are compositions from other tunes-the sweetest parts of them gathered up into the harmony; and I have sometimes thought that this new song may be partly made up of sweet strains oi earthly music mingled in eternal choral But it will after all, be a new song. This l do know, that in sweetness and power il will be something that ear never heard All the skill of the oldest harpers of heaven will be flung into 1t. All the love of God : heart will ring from It. In its cadenccs the floods will clap their hands, and 1t will droI with the sunlight of everlasting day, and breathe with odors from the blossoms of the tree of life, "A new song"-just made for heaven
 Many earthly songs are written by com posers just for the purpose of making a tune; and the land is flooded with note books in which really valuable tunes are the exception. But once in a while a mar Is wrought up by some great spectacle. oi moved by some terrible agony, or trans ported by some exquisite gladness, and he sits down to write n tune or a hymn in which every note or every word is n spark dropped from the forge of his own burning emotions. So Mendelssohn wrote, and se Beethoven. and so Charles Wesley. Cowper .t sst1. t..f.
 sane, resolved on suicide, and asked the cat driver 10 take him to a certain place where he expected to destroy his own life The cab driver lost his way, and Cowper began to think Of his sin, and went back to his home and sat down and wrote
 '.God moves in mysterious way
 His wonders to performs:
 He plants his footsteps in the sea,
 And rides upon the storm.
 "Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take.
 The clouds you so much dread
 Are biz With mercy, and shall break
 In blessings on your head.'
 Mozart composed his own requiem. and said to his daughter Emily, "piay that;' and while Emily was playing the requiem. Mozarts soul went up on the wave of his own music Into glory. Emily looked around and her father was dead.
 This new song of heaven was not com posed because heaven had nothing else to do, but Christ in memory of cross and crown. of manager and throne, of earth and heaven and wrought up hy the raptures of the great eternity, poured this from His heart made it for the armies of heaven to shout In celebration of victory, for worship pers to chant in their temple services for the 1nnumerahle home circles of heaven 10 sing In the house of many mansions. If a new tune be started in church there is only here and there person that can sing 1t. II Is some time before the congregation learns n new tune, But not so with the new songs of heaven. The children who went up to- day from the waters of the Ganges arc now singing it. That christian man or woman, who, few minutes ago. departed from this very street has Joined it. All know it. those hy the gates, those by the river bank, those in the temple, Not feeling their way through it, or haiting. or going back as if they never before had sung 1t, but with a full round voice they throw their soul Into this new song. IT some sabbath day a few notes of that anthem should travel down tho air. we could not sing 1t. No organ could roll Its thunder. No harp could catch It's thrill No lips could announce its sweetness. Transhxed. lost, enchanted. dumb, VIC could not hear it--the faintest note Of the new song. Yet, while l speak. heavens cathedral quakes under It. anu len thousand times ten thousand and thnu. sands of thousands sing it--'.the new song.
 Further: It is a commemorative snla We arc distinctly told that il makes refer ence to past deliveranees. Oh how int,eA have they to sing about. They sing of the darkness through which on earth theg passed, and 1t Is night song, That one wa. killed at Yorktown, and with him it is hattie song. That one was imprisoned fus thrists sake. and with him 1t is q prison song. That was Il christian sailor boy that had his back broken on the ships halyar,is and with him it is a sailors song That ant burned at smithhcid. and with him it k a lire song. Oh, how they will sing of flood waded, of fires endured. of persecution sunered. Of grace extended, Song of hail Song of sword Song of hot leadi song oi ax' As when the organ pipes peal out some great harmony. there colaes occasionally the sound of the tremulante, weeping through the cadences adding exquistteness to the performances, SD amid The studcusiums acclaim of the heavenly wofshIppefs shall come stupendous remcmbrances of mast en durance. adding sweetness and glory f. the uiumphal strain. So tho ginrifeu mother will sing of the cradle that death rohhed' and the enthroncd spirit frun, tn, Aims-housc will sing of a lifetime of want. 6od may wipe away all tears hut ntf