The Penn's Grove record., 1892-05-06
'Tis music 10 my ear;
Fam wonld | sound It out 50 ,oHd
That heaven and earth might hear

1dfne OF tUTiSI, tuib IL Is u bchIAi Nl i!iiilt.
Now you nave noticed that you cauuot dis.
associate a name from the character of the
person who has it. There are some names,
for instance, that are repulSive to my ear.
names are attractive to your Tar.
What is the difference? Why, ] happened
to know some persons of that name who
were cross or sour, or queer or unSympa.
thetic, and the persons you have happened
to know of that name were kind and genial.
then, we cannot disassOciata a name
from the character OF the person who has
the name, that consideration makes the
name of Jesus unspeabably beautiful.
/ cannot pronounce the name IN your
presence, but you think of Bethlehem and
Gethsemane and Golgotha, and you see His
loving face, and you hear His tender voice,
and Won feel His gentle touch. A. soon as
| pronounce His name in your presence you
think of Hin who banqueted with heavenly
hierarchs, yet came down and breakfasted
ON the fish which the rough man haule out
of Gepssaret; you think of Him vino, though
the clouds are the dust of His feet, walked
footsore on the road to Emmaus.
/ cannot speak His name in your hearing
this moring, but you think right away OF
the shining one who restored the cenulrion's
daughter, and who helped the blind man to
sunlight, and who made the cripple's crutch
useless, and who looked down into the laugh
ing erss of the babe until 1t struggled 10 80
to Him, then, finging His arms around it.
and Undressing a kiss upon its beautiful
brow, sale: . such is the kingdom OF
heaven"
oh, beautiful name, the name Of Jesus,
which stands for love, for patience, Tor self
sacrifice, for maguanimity, for everything
that is good and glorious and tender and
srmpathetic and kindl 1t is aromatic with
all odors, 1t is accordant with all harm1nies.
Sometimes when | look at that nam= OF
,Jesus Christ it seems as II the letters were
made of tears, and then they seem to be
cleaning crowns. Sometimes that name
seems to be twisted out of the straw on
which He lay, and then it seems to ba built
out of the thrones on which HIS people are
to reign. Sometimes l sound that word
,Jesus and | hear in it the sob of Gethsamane
and fine groan of Calvary, and then | speak
His name and it is all a ripple with eiadness
and a ring with b%osanna. Glorious nimei
Take ali the glories of ~bookbiI,iery ana
mt them around the page on which that
name is printed. On Christmas morning
wreathe L on the wall. Let it drip trOm
harp's string and let it thunder out IN organ:
iis pason. Sound it often, sOundit We'll, nm
nj every star shall seem to shine ii, and every
6ower hall seem to breathe it, ami mount
ain and sea, and day and night, and eartl
and heaven acclaim in full chant, BLESSED
be His glorious name forever" $Ihe nam
which is above every name
Have you ever heard IN a Methodist
church, during a time OF revival, a score 81
sonIs come to the altar and cry out Tor mere,
under the power OF Just TWO lines" s''rIou
old John Wesley
Jesus, the name high over al,
In heaven, or earth, or SKY
IT, the renentinp soul, to the exhausted in
vs1id 10 the ~Sunday-school girl, 70 the SnOv
white octopenarian it is beautiful. Tn
AGED man comes in from a long walk, and b
trsmnlously opens the door OF his home, an
he bancs his hat on the old nail, and he put
his cane in the usual place, and he lies on hi
conch and he saws to his children and IN
grandchildrep, my dears, l am going ava.
from YOU" And they say, why, wher
are Won roiup, grandfather "Oh," ne say:
~ am Going TO Jesus" and so the Old ma
faints away into heaven.
And the little child comes in from pla
and She filings herself in your lap, and st
saws .Mamma, Pm so sick, Pun 50 yer
sick:r and you put her to bed, and the teve
is worse and worse, and some mifIishi
while YOU are shaking up the pillow n civ
ing the medicine, she looks up In your lac
and saws M III Eohs away Alpi
Snu " Won saw, "Why, where are YOU 20
IN" nv darlinsS' And she says, 81 am z,
ms 70 ,Jesus.H And the red cheek that 70
taEs 10 he the mark OF the fever turns oil
TO h. onIy the ~carnation bloom OF heaven.
Oh. was it moi beautiful when a lit
child heard that her playmate was dyin
and she went to the house, and she clam6ert
upon the bed of her dying plsymat
"Where are you going tor and the dyir
girl said, 'Pm going to Jesus" Then sa
the little girl that wa well as she bent ov,
to give the parting kiss to her dying pla,
mate, "Well then, if you are going to Jesu
give my love to Him" 1t is a beautif1
name, whether on the lips of childhood /,
on the lips of the old man. When my faith,
was dying the village minister said to biz