The Globe-republican., 1892-01-21

day; yet they keep an account OF the
passing years, because they are all the
time hearing from our world The
angels flying through Heaven report
how many times the earth has turned on
its axis. and in that way the angels can
keep a diary; and they say it is almost
time now for father 10 come up. Some
day they see cohort leaving Heaven.
and they say. WHITTIER bound?" and
the answer is. To bring up soul from
earth:" and the question is asked. Nv hat
soul?- And a family circle in Heaven
find that it is one OF their own number
that is to be brought up, and they come
out to watch, as on the beach We now
watch for ship that is TO bring our
friends home. After while the cohort
will heave in sight flying nearer and
nearer, until with a great clanS the
gates hoist, and with an embrace, wild
with the ecstacy Of Heaven, old friends
meet again. AWAY with your stiff. for
NAL Heaven! want none OF ii. Give
me place Of infinite and eternal So
ciality. NY feet free from the clouds Of
earth. shall bound the hills with glad
ness and break forth in laugh Of tri.
umph. Aha. aha. We weep now. but
then We shall laugh. "Abraham's
bosom means that Heaven has open
arms to take Us in. Now We fold our
arms over our heart, aud tell the world
10 stand back, as though our toSom
was two barred gate TO keep the world
ont Heaven stands not with folded
arms, but with heart open. 1t is
"Abraham's bosom" | see q mother
and her child meeting at the foot OF the
throne after some years absence. The
child died twenty years ago bU. it is &
child yet.
think the little ones who die will re-
main children through all eternity. 1t
would be no Heaven without the little
dsrlings. do not want those that are
in Heaven to grow up. We need theil
infant voices in the great song. And
when We walk out in the fields Of light,
We want them to run ahead and clap
their hands and pick out the brightest OF
the field flowers. Yes, here is child
and its mother meeting. The child long
in glory. the mother just arrived. How
changed you are, my darling!' SAYS the
mother. Yes" says the child, this is
such happy place, and Jesus has taken
such care Of me, and Heaven is so kind,
l got right over the fever with which
l died. The skies are so fair, mother.
The flowers are so sweet, mother,
The temple is so beautiful, mother.
Come, take me up in your arms
as you used to-" Oh, l do net
know how We shall stand the first day in
Heaven. Do you not think we will break
down in the song from over delight? l
once gave out in church the hymn:
rbe- n lard ~
Whers saints immortal reign,
and al aged man standing in front Of
and then he sat down weeping. said TO
him afterward, Father Linton, what
made you cry over that hymn?" He said.
Il could not stand 1.-THE joys that are
coming" When Heaven rises for the
doxology I cannot see how We can rise
with it il all these waves OF everlasting
delight come upon the soul-billow Of
joy after billow Of Joy: Methinks Jesus
would be enough for the first day in
Heaven, yet here he approaches with all
Heaven at his back.
But must close this sermon. This is
the last January 70 some who are pres
ent You have entered the year, but
you will not close it Within these
the last sleep. Other hands will plant
the Christmas tree and give the New
Years CONGRATULATIONS. As proclama-
sion OF JOY to some and as q warning 10
others, | leave in your ears these five
words of one syllable each. "Tnis year
thou shalt die,'