The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-09-08


battle song. That one was imprisoned for
Christ's sake, and with him IL is a prison
song. That was a christian sailor-boY that
had his back broken on the ships halyarCis,
and with him it was sailors song That
one burned at Smithtield, and with him it
was fire song. o, how they will sing of
floods waded. Of fires endured, of persecu-
ton suffered, OF grace extended
Song of hail Song of sword |!
song Of hot lead song of axl AS when the
organ pipes peal out some great harmony,
there comes occasionally the sound of the
tremulante. weeping through the cadences,
adding exquisiteness to the performances, 80
amidst the stupendons acclaim of the heav-
emily worshippers shall come tremulous re-
membranes OF past endurance adding a
sweetness and glory TO the triumphal strain.
So the glorified mother will sing OF the
cradle that death robbed; and the enthroued
spirit from the almshouse will sing OF a life
time of want. God may wipe away all
tears, but not the memory of the grief that
started theml
Further: It will be an accompanied
song. Some have a great prejudice against
musical instruments; and even among those
who like them, there Is an idea that they
are unauthorized. l love the symbals, for
Israel clapped them in triumph at the Red
Sea. love the harp, for David struck it in
praising the Lord. love the trumpet, for
we are told that it shall wake the dead.
love all stringed instruments and organs;
for God demands that we shall praise him
on stringed instruments and organs. There
is In such music much to suggest the higher
worship: for | read that when he had taken
the book, the four-and-twenty elders fell
down before the lamb, having everyone Of
them "harps," and 81 heard the voice of
the harpers harping with their harps,n and
II saw them thath gotten the victory
from the best standing on the sea Of glass,
having the harps of God.n
Yes, the song is to be accompanied. You
say that all this is figurative. Then | say,
prove it. do not know how much of it is
literal. and how much of il is figurative.
Who can say but that from some Of the
precious woods Of earth and heaven there
may not be made instruments of celestial
accord. In that worship David may take
the harp and Hab bakkuk the shgionoth, and
when the great multitudes shall, follow in &
their own inclinations, take up instruments
sweeter than Mozart ever fingered, or Schu-
mann ever dreamed of, or Beethoven ever
wrote for, let all heaven make ready for
the burst of stupendous minstrelsy, and the
roll Of the eternal orchestral
Further: it will be an anticipative song
Why, my friends. heaven has hardly be-
gun yet. II you had taken the opening
piece Of music to-day for the whole service,
you would not have made 80 great mis-
take as to suppose that heaven Is fully in
augurated. Festal choruses on earth last
only short while The famous musical
convocation at Dusseldorf ended with the
fourth day. Our holidays last only eight
| or ten days; but heaven, although singing
| for 80 many years, has only just begun 'the
new song" If the glorifed Inhabitants re.
count past delfverances, they will also
enkindle at glories to come IL, at nine
O'Clock. when the church opened, you
had taken the few people who were
you would not have made 80 great a
mistake as IL you supposed that the present
population OF heaven are TO be its chief
citizenship. Although millions are already
| there, the inhabitants are only handful
compared with the future populations All
China is yet to be saved. All India is yet
to be saved. All Boroneo is yet to be
saved. All Switzerland is yet to be saved.
All Italy is yet TO be saved All Spain
is yet to be saved. All Russia is
yet 10 be saved. All France is yet to be
saved. All England is yet to be saved.
| All America is yet to be saved. All the
world is yet to be saved. After that there
| may he other worlds to conquer. / do not
know but that every star that glitters In
| our nights is an inhabited world, and that
from all those spheres mighty host are
l W lltbO OuI uobNens AucIS hih DO
no gate to keep them out. We do not want
to keep them out. We will not want to
keep them out. God will not want to keep
them out.
l have sometimes thought that all the
millions of earth that go into glory are but
| a very small colony compared with the I'm
ffux from the whole world. God could build
a heaven large enough not only for the uni
verse, but for ten Thousand universes. do
i1ct hcr xuilI ha h,tf
know, that heaven is to be constantly aug
mented; and that the song of glory is ris-
ing higher aud higher, and the procession
is being multiplied. II heaven sang when
Abel went up-the first soul that ever loft
earth for gory-how must it sing now
when souls go up in focks from ali christen-
dom, hour by hour and moment by mo-
ment.
Our happy gatherings on earth are chilled
by the thought that soon we must separate.
Thanksgiving and Christmas days come,
and the rail trains flying thither are
crowded Glad reunions take place. We
have time OF great enjoyment. But soon
it Is "good-by" in the hall, ''good-byn at
the door, "good-by" on the street, good
by" at the rail train, "good-by" at the
steamboat wharf. We meet in church. It is
good TO be here. But soon the doxology
will be sung, the benediction pronounced,
aud the audience will be gone. But there
are no separations, no good-byes in heaven.
At the door of the house of many mansions,
no good-by. At the pearly-gate, no good-by-
The song will be more pleasant, because we
are always to sing it. Mightier song as our
other friends come in. Mightier song as
other garlands are set on the prov of Jesus.
Mightier song as Christ's glories unfold.
If the first day we enter heaven we sing
well, the next day we sing better. Song
antioipatIve Of more light, OF more love, Of
more triumphs. Always something new TO
hear, something new TO see. Many good
people suppose that we shall see heaven the
first day we get there. Mol You cannot
see London in two weeks. You cannot
see Rome in six weeks. You cannot sea
Venice IN month. You cannot see the
great city Of the New Jerusalem in
day. No; 1t will take all eternity TO see
heaven, to count the towers, to examine the
trophies, to gaze upon the throne to see the
hierarcns. Ages on ages roll, and yet heaven
is new! The streets newt The Temple new
The Joy newl The song new
| staid week at Niagara Falls, hoping
thoroughly TO understand and appreciate it.
But on the last day they seemed newer and
more incomprenensible than on the first
day. Gazing on the inhnile rush of celes-
tial splendors where the oceans OF delight
meet and pour themselves into the great
heart Of God-how soon will we exhaust the
song? NeUeri Never
The old preachers, in describing the sor-
rows Of the lost, used to lift up their hands
and shout, 1.-The wrath TO comep THE
wrath to Gomez To-day litt up my hands,