The Forrest City times., 1890-09-13
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 Further. 1t will be an anticipative song Why. my friends heaven has hardly begun yet. If you had taken the opening piece of music to-day for the whole service you would not have made so great mistake as to suppose that heaven Is fully inaugurated Postal choruses on earth last only a short while. The famous musical conyocation at Dusseldorf ended with the fourth day. Our holidays last only eight or ten days, but heaven, although singing for so many years has only just begun tho new song.'' If the glorifed inhabitants recount past de- lt,rranccs, they will also cnkindle at glories to come. If. at nine o'clock, when the church opened you had taken the few people who were scattered through 1t as the main audiancc, you would not have made so great a mistake as if yoA had SUD- posed that the present population of heaven are to be it's 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 Borneo Is yet to be saved. All Switxer- land is yet to be saved. All Italy Is yet 10 be saved. All Spain is yet to be saved. All Russia Is yet to be saved. All France is yet to bc 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 be other worlds to conquer do not know but that every star that gilt ters in our nights Is an inhabited world. and that from all those spheres a mighty host are To march Into our heaven. There will be 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 tho millions of earth that 20 into glory are but a very small colony compared with the in . Aux from Whp1p nI build heaven large enough not only for the universe, but for ten thousand uni. verses. I do not know just how 1t will be- but this l know, that heaven is to be cons stantly augmented: and that the song of glory is rising higher and higher. and the procession Is being constantly multiplied. If heaven sang when Abel went up--tho first soul that ever left earth for glory-how must 1t sing now when souls go up in focks from all Christendom. hour by hour and moment by moment.
 Our happy gatherings on earth are chilled by the thought that soon we must seperate. Thanksgiving and Christmas days come. and the rail trains flying thither are crowded. Glad reunions take place. We have a lime of great enjoyment But soon it is goodbye" in the hall, good bye" at the door. good bye" on the street. good bye at the rail train, good bye" at the steamboat wharf. We meet in church. It is good to be here. But soon the doNoiugy will be sung. the benediction pronounced. and the audience will be gone. But there arc no separations no good-byes in heaven. At the door of the house of many mansions no goodbye. At the pearly gate, no good bye. The song will be more pleasant be- cause we are always 10 sing it. Mighticr song as our other friends come in. Mightict song as other garlands are set on tho brow of Jesus. Mightier song as Chrst's glories unfold.
 If the first day we enter heaven we sing well. the next day we sing better. Song an ticipative of more delight. of more love. of more triumphs, Always something new to hear. something new to see. Many good people suppose that we should sec heaven the first day we get there. No. You can not see London in two weeks. You can not see Rome in six weeks. You cannot sec Venice in a month. You can not see the great city of the New Jerusalem in n day No it will take all eternity to see heaven, to count the towers. to examine tho trophies, to gaze upon the throne: 10 sec the her- arehs. Ages on ages roll and yet heaven is new. The streets new, Tho temple new :, The Joy new The song new.
 l stayed week at Niagara Falls hoping to thoroughly understand and appreciate 1t. But on the last day they seemed newer and more tmcomprehensihle than on the first day. Gazing on the Infinite rush of celestial spiendors, whore the oceans of delight meet and pour thenisy tYes into the great great heart of Ged--how soon will VIC exhaust the soh@2 MEYER. NryERi
 The old preachers, in describing the sor- rows of the lest. used to itft up their hands and shout, ''The wrath to comc.'' 'sThe wrath to comeN" Today I lift up my hands and looking toward The great future, cry :; ''1he joy to como!" s'The bliss to comel'' Oh, to wander on the banks of tho bright river. and yet to feel that d little further down shall find m hrtvht..r ap tering Into 1t! Oh. to stand Il thousand years listening to the enchanting music of heaven, and then to find out that the harp CTS are only tuning their harps.
 Finally, l remark, that if 1t will be a unanimous song. There will. no doubt. be some to lead. but all will be expected to ioin. It will bo grand congregational sing ing. All the voices of the redeemed! Grand music it will be when that new song arises Luther sings 1t. Charles Wesley sings it. Lowell Mason sings u, Our voices now may be harsh and our ears uucultivatcd, but our throats cleared at last. and our cnpaci- ties enlarged, you and will not be ashamed to utter our voices as loud as any of them
 Those nations that have always been dts- tiugnished for their capacity in song will lift up their voices in that melody Those who have had much opportunity to hear the Germans sing will know what idea | mean to give, when, l say that tho great German nation will pour their deep full voices into the new song, Every body knows the natural gift of the African for singing. No singing on this continent like that of the cclarcd churches in the south. Everybody going to Richmond or Charleston wants to hear the African sing. But when not only Ethiopia, but all that continent of darkness. lifts up its hands, and all Africa pours her great volume of voice into the new song that will he music for you. Added to this arc all the sixteen thousand million of chIl- st hot glory. and the host of young and old that hereafter people the earth and inhabIt the stars,
 Oh, the new song Gather 1t all up, Multiply it with every swcetnessl Pour into 1t every harmony! Grown 1t with every gladness! Belt it with every splen- dor Fire IL with every gioryl Toss 1t to ilie greatest hoight of majesty Roll II Ia the grandest cycle of eternlty--and then you have but the faintest conception of what John experienced when, amidst the magniiicence of apocalyptle vision, he heard it-thc new sougi
 God grant that at last We may all sing it. But If we de not sing the praise of Christ upon earth, we will never sing it in heaven. Be sure that your hearts are now attuned for the heavenly worship. There is n cathedral in Europe with an organ at each end Organ answers organ, and the music waves backward and forward with inde- scribahlc effect. We'll, my friends, the time m como when earth and heaven will be but different parts of one great accord. It will be joy here and joy there, Jesus here and Jesus there. Trumpet to trumnetl Organ to organ, Halielujah to hallelulah! :! Until the day break and the shadows tiec away, turn, my beloved. and be thou like a roe or q young hart upon the mountains of Bcthert"
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