The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1890-09-18
ANGELIC CHOIRS.
Dr.. Talmage Describes the Mu-
sicFurnished by An
gelic Choirs.
Free TO All who do Right on
Earth and Pass the
Pearly Gates.

BnooKLYN Special.-Dr. Talmnge's text
was (Rev. V. 9.)"And they sang a new song. :"
Following is the sermon:
Nearly all the cities OF Europe and America
have conservatories OF music, and associa-
tons, whose object it is by voice and insrru-
ment. to advance the art OF sweet sounds.
On Thursday nights, Exeter Hall, of London
used to resound with the music of first-class
performers, who gave their services gratui-
tously to the masses, who came in with free
tickets and huzzaed at the entertainment.
At Berlin, at IL o'clock daily, the military
band, with 60 or 100 instruments. discourses
at the royal opera house for the people. On
Easter Sunday in Dresden, the boom Of can
non and the ringing of bells bring mNltitudes
to the churches to listen to the organ pens and
the exciting sounds Of trumpet and drum.
When the great fair day otLeipsic comes, the
bands of music from far and near gather in
the street and bewider the ear with inces-
SAINT playing of flute, and horn and violin,
and bassoon. At Dusseldorf, once year. the
lovers of music assembled and for three or
four days wait upon the great singing fes-
rivals, and shout at the close Of the
choruses. and greet the successful COM
petitors as the prizes are distributed
and vases OF silver and gold. All our Ameri
can cities at times resound with orchestra
ard oratorio. Those who can sing we'll or
play skillfuly upon instruments are greeted
with moderation, or 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 The rush of floods from under the throne
OF God, would not make a heaven for them
if there were no great and transporting
harmo 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
nficent jubilate. We may not vet enter in
among the favored tlrong. but God will not
deny us the pleasure Of standing awhile on
the outside to hear. John listened to it q
great while ago, and 'thev sang a new
song
Let none aspire to that blessed place who
have no love for this exercise, Tor 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 30 minutes; and, Judging from the
glorious things now Transporting in Gods
world, and the ever-accumnluting triumphs
of the Messiah. that was the last half hour
that heaven will ever be silent
Mark the fact that this was new song
Sometimes have in church been 1oated away
upon some great choral in which all our peo-
pie seemed to mingle their voices, and 1have,
in the glow of my emotions, said, ''Surey
this is music good enough for heaven" In
Hymn" or Coronation, or "Old Hun
dred," or Mount Pisgah, would sound ill
if spoken by sainted lips, or thrummed from
seraphie harps There are many of our Ia
theirs aud mothers in glory who would be
slow to shut heavens gate against these old
time harmonies. But this. we are told is a
new song. Som of our greatest anthems and
chorals are compositions from other tunes
the sweetest parts of them gathered up into
the harmony; and l have sometimes thought
that this new song may be partly made
up Of sweet strains OF earthly music mingled
in eternal choral. But it will, after all, be a
new song This l do know. that in sweet
ness and power it will be something that ear
never heard. All the skill OF the Oldest harp
ers of heaven will be flung into it, All the
love of Gods heart will ring from it. In it's
cadences the floods will clap their hands, and
it will drop with the sunlight OF everlasting
day, and breathe with Odors from the bios.
SONS of the tree file. "a new song''-just
N ade for heaven.
Many earthly songs are written by COM
posers just for the purpose OF NAL king tune:
and the land is flooded with notebooks in
| which really valuable tunes are the exception
But once in q while d man is wrought up by
some great spectacle, or moved by some
terrible agony, or transported by some ex-
| quisite gladness, and he sits down to write q
tune or a hymn, in which every note or every
| word is a spark dropped from the forge Of
his own burning emotions. So Mendclssohn
wrote, and so, Beethoven. and SO Charles
~l>p = l. 80
| until almost insane, resolved on suicide, and
| asked the cab-driver Co take him to a certain
| place where he expected to destroy his own
| life The cab-driver lost his way and Cow
| per began to think of his sin, and went back
| to his home and wrote
GOD moves in mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
"Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds you TO much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Mozart composed his own requiem. and
said to his daughter Emily, Play that" and
while Emily was playing the requiem, MOI
| arts 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 notcomposed
because heaven has nothing else to do, but
Christ, in memory OF cross and crown, Of
| manger and throne, of earth and heaven.
and wrought upon by the raptures of the
great eternity, poured this from His heart,
made it for the armies of heaven to shout in
celebration of victory, Tor worshipers to
chant in their temple services, for the innu-
merable home circles of heaven to sing in
the house Of many mansions. If O new tune
be started in church, there is only here ana
there q person that can sing it. It is some
time before the congregation learn a
new tune. But not SO with the new
song of heaven. The children who
went up to-day from the waters of
the Ganges are now singing it, THAT
Chritian man or woman, who, lew
minutes ago, departed from this very street,
has Joined it. All know it-those by the
gates, hose on the river bank, those in the
temple. Not feeling their way through it,
or battling, or going back, as il they never
before mad sung it, but with full round
voice they throw their soul into this new
song Itsome Sabbath day a'ew notes Of
that anthem should travel down the air. we
could not sing it. No organ could roll it's
thunder. No harp could catch its thrill. No
lip could announce it's sweetness: Trans.
fixed, lost, enchanted dumb we could not
hear 1.-THE faintest note of the new song.
Yet, while speak, heavens cathedral quakes
under it, and seas OF glory bear it from beach
to beach, and ten thousand times ten thou
sand, and thousands of thousands sing it