The Red Cloud chief., 1890-09-19
Music IN HEAVEN.
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Celestial Melodies.

Celestial Melodies.
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In . recent sermon q Brooklyn Rav
l. Dewitt Talmage Eave . elovine q.
scription OF the melodies Of ID ee]eetial
land. His text was from Reyelaeionsx
.: "And they sang now sone.. Fol-
lowing is the sermon:
Nearly all tho cities OF Euroue ana
America have conservatories of inmate
and associations whose object Il IA bv
voice and instrument to advanca xhe
art OF s~weetsoundA On Thursday nights
Exeter Hall of London used to resound
with b music of first-class performer
who gave their services gratuitouslv "a
b masses. who came in with free
tickets and huxzaed 1T the entertain.
ment At Berlin ateleven o'clock daflv.
the military band, with sixty or one
hundred instrumental discourses at the
Royal Opera House for the people. On
Easter Sunday. in Dresden, the boom
OF cannon and the ringing of bells
bring multitudes to the churches to
listen to the organ peals, and the
exciting sounds OF trumpet and drum.
When the great fair day Of Leipsic
comes the bands Of music, from far and
neac, gather in the street and bewilder
the sar with incessant playing of flute,
and horn, violin and bassoon. At Dus-
seldOrf. 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 a
the prizes are distributed-cups and
vases of silver and gold. All our Amer.
lean cities at times resOund with orches-
ira and Oratorio. Those who can sing
we'll or play skillfully upon instruments
are greeted with vOciferatiOn and gar
landed by excited admirers
There are many whose most ecstatic
delight is to be found in melodies, and
all the splendor of celestial gates, and
all tho l~usciOusness of twelve manner
OF fruits, and all the rush Of floods from,
under the throne of God would not make
q heaven for them If there were no great
and transporting harmOniea
Passing along our streets in the hour
Of worship you hear the voice of sacred
melody, although you do not enter tho
building: And passing along the street
Of Heaven We hear. from the Temple Of
God and the Lamb. the breaking forth
Of 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 a great while
ago and 'they sang a new song"
Let nOn aspire to hat blessed place
who have no love for this exercise, for
although it is many ages since the
strung, there has been no cessation in
the song. excepting ono for about
thirty minutes; and. Judging from the
glorious things now transporting in God's
world, and the ever accommodating tri-
umphs of the Messiah. that was the last
half hour hat Heaven will over be ST.
lent.
Mark the fact that this was a new
song. Sometimes l have in church
been floatcd away upon some great
chloral, in which all our people seemed
to mingle their voices and I have. in
the glow of my emotions. said: Surely
this is music good enough for Heaven.
Indeed. do not believe that 'Luthcr's
Hymn" Or Coronation" or odd Hun
dred. f" or mount Pisgah." would sound
i'll if spoken by sanity lips. or thrummed
from scraphic harpS There are many
of our fathers and mothers in glory
who would be slow to shut Heavens
Ratozgainst these old time harmOniea
Some of the greatest anthems ami
chorals are compositions from other
tunes-the sweetest parts OF them
gathered up into the harmony; and !
have sometimes thought that this new
song" may be partly made up Of sweet
strains Of earthly music mingled in
eternal choral. But 1t will, after all,
DO a new song. This I do know, that
in sweetness and power it VIII be some
thing that ear never heard All the
skill of the oldest harpers of Heaven
will be flung into it. All the lOvo OF
Gods heart will ring from it In its
cadences the floods will clap their hands
and it will drop 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
composers just for the purpose Of MAX
ing a tune; and the land is flooded with
note books in which really valuable
tunes are the exception. But once in
Q while a man is wrought up by some
great spectacle, or moved by some ter
rible agony. or transported by some ex-
Quisite gladness. and he sits down to
write a tune or q hymn. in which every
note or every word is a spark dropped
from the forge Of his own burning
emotions So MendelssOhn wrote. and
SO Beethoven, and SC Charles Wesley.
Cowper. depressed with misfOrtunes un-
til almost insane. resolved OF suicide.
and asked the cab driver TO take him to
certain place whore he expected to
destroy his own life. The . driver
lost his way, and Cowper began to think
Of his own sin. and went back to his
home and sat down n wrOUe:
God moves in q 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 so m uch drcai
Are big with mercy and shalt break
In blessings on your head"
Mozart composed hisown requiem and
raid to his daughter Emily. play that.
and while Emily was playing tho
requiem MozarC's soul went up on the
wave of his own music into glory. EN-
lily looked around and her father was
dead.
This new Gong of Heaven Was not
composed because Heaven had nothing
else to do. but Christ in memory OF
cross and crown, of msngcr and throne.
of earth and Heaven, and wrought upon
by the raptures of the great eternity.
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