Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1892-09-23

Everything is safe. "3ut" you say, sup
pose his store burns up?' Why, then it
will only be change OF invest
ments from earthly to heavenly securi-
name goes down under the hoof of
scorn and contemUt7' The name win be SD
much brighter in glory. Suppose his phys
ical health failsS' God vii: pour into him
the foods of everlasting health. and it will
ton is heavenly addition. The tears of
earth are the CRYSTALS of heaven AS they
take rags and tatters and put them through
the paper mill and they come out beautiful
white sheets Of paper, so often the rags OF
earthly restitution, under the cylin ders of
death, come out white scroll upon which
shall be written eternal emancipation.
StIll further, the road spoken OF is pleas
ant road. God gives bond Of indemnity
against ali evil to everv man that treads it.
'All things work together for good to those
who love God" No ,veapon formed against
them can prosper. That is the bond, signed,
sealed and delivered by the President of thu
universe. What is the use of your fretting,
o child of God, about fool: s'Behold the
fowls OF the air, for they SOW not neither
do they reap nor gather into bands, yet your
heavenly Father feedeth them" And will He
take care or the sparrow. will He take care
OF the hawk, and let you die? What is the
use of your fretting about clothes? Con
much more clothe you, 0 We Of little faith:"
Oh, this Kings highway! Trees of life on
either side bending over until their branches
interlock and drop midway their fruit and
shade. Houses of entertainment on either
side of the road for poor pilgrims. Tables
spread with feast of good things and walls
adorned with apples of gold in pictures of
silver. / start out on this Kings highway,
and L find harper, and l say, What Is
your nameT The harper makes no response,
but leaves me to guess, with his eyes to.
ward heaven and his hand upon the trem-
bling strings this tune comes ripping out up
on the air: 1.-The Lord is my light and my SAL
walton. Whom shall l fear? The Lord is
the strength of my life. OF whom shall be
afraidg'
go a little farther on the same road and
meet trumpeter Of heaven, and l say.
Haven't you got some music for a tired
pigrim?" And wiping his lip and taking
long breath, he puts his mouth to the trun-
pet and pours forth this strain: They shall
hunger no more, Meth er shall they thirst
any more, neither shall the sun light on
them, nor any heat, for the Lamb which is
in the midst of the throne shall lead them to
living fountains of water, and God shall
wipe away all tears from their eyes,"
go little distance farther on the same
road, and meet maiden of Israel. She
has no harp but she has cymbas. They
look as If they had rusted from sea spray,
and say to the maiden of Israel, Have
you LO sung Lct q GLr0u pllgrlnS Ana ike
the clang of victors' shields the cymbals clap
as Miriam begins To discourse, ''Sing We to
the Lord, for He hath triumphed gloriously:
the horse and the rider hath He thrown into
the sea-"
pursue this subject only one step
farther. What is thu terminus? | do not
care how fine road you may put me on,
want to know where it comes out, My text
declares it, The redeemed of the Lord como
to Zion" Y GU know what Zion was. That
was the Kings palace. 1t was mountain
fastness. It was impregnable. And so
heaven is the fastness of the universe.
No howitzer has long enough range to
she'll those towers. Let all the batteries of
earth and hell blaze away; they cannot break
in these gates. Gibralter was taken; Sebas-
topol was taken; Babylon fell; but those
walls of heaven shall never surrender either
to humanity or satanic besiegement. The
Lord God Almighty is the defense of it.
Great capital of the universal Terminus of
the Kings highway!
last heartbreak is ended, when the last tear
of earthly sorrow is wiped away, and when
the redeemed of the Lord shall come to
Zion, then let the harpers take down their
harps, and all the trumpters take down their
trumpets, and all across heaven there be
chorus of morning stars, chorus of white
robed victors, chorus Of martyrs from un-
der the throne, chorus of ages, chorus of
worlds, and there be but one song sung, and
but one name spoken, and but one throne
honored-that of Jesus only.