Sharp County record., 1890-09-25

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it will be, but this know, that Heaven
is to be constantly augmented; and that
the song of glory is rising higher and
higher, and the procession is being
multiplied, If Heaven sang when Abel
went up-the first soul that ever left
earth for glory-how must it 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 separate. Thanksgiving and
Christmas days come, and the rail trains
flying thither are crowded. Glad re-
unions take place, We have a time OF
great enjoyment But soon it is good
bye in the hail." goodbye" at the
door, goodbye" on the street,
goodbye" on the rail train,
goodbye" at the steamboat wharf.
We meet in church, 1t is good to be
here. But soon the doxology will be
sung, the benediction pronounced, and
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 goodbye. At the
pearly gate, no goodbye. The song
will be more pleasant, because we are
always to sing it. Mightier song as our
other friends como in. Mightier song
as other garlands are set on the brow
of Jesus. Mightier song as Christs
glories unfold.
If the first day we enter Heaven we
sing well, the next day we sing better.
Song anticipate of more light, of moro
love, of more triumphs. Always some
thing new to hear, something new to
see. Many good people suppose that we
shall see 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 can not see Ven
ice in month. You can not see the
great City of the New Jerusalem in q
day. No; it will take all eternity to
see Heaven, to count the towers, to ex-
anime the trophies, to gaze upon the
throne, to see the hierarchs. Ages on
ages roll, and yet Heaven is new! The
streets new! The temple new! The
joy new! The song new!
l staid q week at Niagara Falls, hop
ing thoroughly to understand and ap-
preciate it. But on the last day they
seemed newer and more Incompetent
sible than on the first day. Gazing on
the infinite rush of celestial splendors,
where the oceans of delight meet and
pour themselves into the great heart of
God-how soon will we exhaust the
song? Never! Never!
The old preachers, in describing the
sorrows Of the lost, used to lift up their
hands and shout: "The wrath to come"
THE wrath to come" To-day lift up
my hands, and looking toward tho
great future, cry; "The joy to come!"
"The bliss to GOMEZ Oh, TO wander on
the banks of the bright river, and yet
to feel that little further down wo
shall find still brighter floods entering
into it! Oh, to stand a thousand years,
listening to the enchanting music of
Heaven, AMI then to find out that the
harpers are only tuning their harps,
Finally remark, that it will be a
unanimous song. There will no doubt,
be some to lead, but all will be expected
to join. 1t will be grand congregation
al singing, All the sweet voices of the
redeemed! Grand music it will be,
whom that new song arises, Luther
sings it. Charles Wesley sings it.
Lowell Mason sings it, Our voices now
may be harsh and our ears uncultivatcG,
but our throats cleared at last, and our
capacities enlarged, you and | will not
be ashamed to utter our voices as loud
ly as any of them,
Those nations that have always been
distinguished for their capacity in song
will lift up their voices in that melody,
Those who have had much opportunity
to hear tho Germans sing will know
what idea | mean to give, when l say
that the 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 colorcd
churches of the South. Every body
going to Richmond or to Charleston
wants to hear tho Africans 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 be music for you, Added to this
are all the sixteen thousand millions
Of children that are estimated to have
gone into glory, and tho host Of young
and old that hereafter shall people tho
earth and inhabit tho stars.
Obi tho new songl Gather It all upl
Multiply 1T with every swootnessl Pour
into 1t every harmony Crown it with
overy gladnossl Beat 1T with cvory
splondor! Fire 1t with every glory
Toss IL TO tho greatest height OF mai.
csty! Roll II to tho grandost cycle OF
eternityl-and then you havo but tho
faintost conception of what John OK
perioncod when, amidst tho magniacencc
OF apocalyptic vision, ho hoard it-tho
new song!
God grant that at last wo may al
sing IT, But IL wo do not sing the