The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1892-03-24


down, let US fly to the goodly cedar.
OF what great varieties Heaven will
be made up. There come men who once
were hard and cruel and desperate in
wickedness, yet now, soft and changed
by grace, they come into glory. '.All
fowl of every wing" And here they
come, the children who were reared In
loving home circles hocking through the
gates of life, ''All fowl Of every wing. !"
These were white and came from north
ern homes; these were black and ascended
from southern plantations; these were
copper colored and went up from Indian
reservations-"All fowl Of every wing"
So God gathers them up. 1t is aston
ishin2 how easy it is for good soul to
enter Heaven.
A prominent business man In Phila-
delphia went home one afternoon, lay
down on the lounge and said. 1T is time
for me to CO." He was very aged. His
daughter said to him, "Are you sick?"
He said: mo; but tits time for me to
go. Have John put it In two Of the
morning papers, that my friends may
know that 1 am gone. Goodby;" and as
quick as that God had taken him.
1t is easy to go when the time comes.
There are no ropes thrown out to pull US
ashore; there are no ladders let down to
pull US up. Christ comes and takes US
by the hand and says, 'You have had
enough Of this; come up higher" Do
you hurt lily when you pluck it? Is
there any rudeness when Jesus touches
the check, and the red rose of health
whitens into the lily of immortal purity
and gladness?
When autumn comes and the giant of
the woods smites his anvil and the leafy
sparks fly On the autumnal gale, then
there will be thousands OF birds gather
ing in the tree at the corner Of the field,
just before departing to warmer chimes,
and they will call and sing until the
branches drop with the melody. There
is a better cline for US, and by and
bv We shall migrate. We gather in
the branches of the goOdly cedar, in
preparation for departure. You heard
our voices in the opening song; you will
hear them in the closing sone-voices
good. voices bad, voices happy. voices
distressful-''Allf fowl of every wing"
By and by we shall be gone.
II all this audience is saved, as hope
they will be, see them entering into
life. Some have hadit hard; some have
had it easy. Some were brilliant; some
were dull. Some were rocked by pious
parentage; others have had their in
fantile cheeks scalded with the tears Of
woe. Some crawled, as it were, into the
kingdom on their hands and knees. and
some seemed to enter in chariots of fam
ing fire. Those fell from q ships mast;
these were crushed in a mining disaster.
They are Gods singing birds now. No
gun Of huntsman shall shoot them down.
They gather on the trees of life and
fold their wings Oh the branches, and
far away from frOSts and winds and
night they sing until the hills are flooded
with Joy, and the skies drop music, and
the arches of pearl send back the echoes
-''All fowl of every wing.
Behold the saints, beloved of God,
Washed are their robes in Jesus blood,
Brighter than angels, 10! they shine,
Their glories splendid and sublime.
Through tribulation great they came;
They bore the cross and scorned the shame;.
Now. in the heavenly temple best
With God they dwell on Him they rest.
While everlasting ages roll
Eternal love shall feast their soul.
And scenes of bliss, forever new
Rise in succession to their view,