Connecticut western news., 1892-07-21

Of life your shade. Hills Of glory youc lookout Thrones of heaven the place where you will shout the triumph Jesus is yours. God is yours. You look up into the face of God and say, My Father" You look up into the face of Jesus and say, My brother"
 Walk out upon the battlements of heaven and look off upon the city of the sun. No tears. No sorrow. Nodeath No smoke of toiling warehouse curling on the air. No voice of blasphemy thrilling through that bright, clear Sab bath morning. No din of strife jarring the air. Then take out your deed and remember that from throne to throne, and from wall to wall, and from horizon to horizon "All are yours."
 Then get up into the temple of the sun, worshipers in white, each with palm branch, and from high gallery of that temple look down upon the thousands of thousands, and the ten thousand times ten thousand, and the one hun dred and forty and four thousand and the great multitude that no man can number" and louder than the rush of the wheels, louder than the tramp of the redeemed, hear voice saying, All are yoursp'
 See the great procession marching around the throne of God. Martyrs who went up on wings of flame. In- valids who went up from couches of dis tress. Toilers who went up from the workhouse, and the factory, and the mine. All the suffering and the bruised children of God. See the chariots of salvation; in them those who were more than conquerors. See them marching around about the throne of God forever and forever, and know that all are yoursp'
 ETERNAL HEALTH.
 Dye who have pains of body that ex- haust your strength and wear out your patience, hold before you this morn ing the land of eternal health and of inn perishable beauty, and ''all is yoursr' o ye who have hard work to get your daily bread, hard work to shelter your children from the storm, 1 lift before you the vision of that land where they never hunger, and they never thirst, and God feeds them, and robes cover them,
 
 them, and all that is yours!
 O. ye whose hearts are buried in the grave of your deadl O ye whose happi- ness went by long agol O ye who mourn for countenances that never will light up, and for eyes closed forever, sit no longer among the tombs, but look here. A home that shall never be broken up. Green fields never cleft of the grave. Ransomed ones from you parted long ago, now radiant with, a joy that shah never cease and love that shall never grow cold, and wearing garments that shall never wither, and know all that is yours Yours the love. Yours the ac- claim. Yours the transport. Yours the cry of the four -and-twenty elders. Yours the choiring of cherubim. Yours the lamb that was slain.
 In the vision of that glorious consum- nation 1 almost lose my foothold, and have to hold fast lest be overborne by the glory. The vision rose before St.. John on Patmos, and he saw Christ in a blood red garment, riding on white horse, and all heaven following him on white horses. What procession!' Let Jesus ride. He walked the way foot sore, weary and faint. Now let him ride. White horse of victory, bear on our chief. Hosanna to the son of David!
 Ride on, Jesus! Let all heaven fol low him. These cavalry of God fought well and they fought triumphantly. Now let them be mounted. The pave ments of gold ring under the flying hoofs. Swords sheathed and victories won, like conquerors they sit on their chargers. Ye mounted troops of God, ride on! ride on! ten thousand abreast, cavalcade after cavalcade. No blood dashed to the lips. No blood dripping from the fetlocks. No smoke of battle breathed from the nostril. The battle is ended-the victory won!
 Oh, if there be any present who are yet enemies of the Cross of Christ, I be- seech them at once to be reconciled to God! Remember if you are not found among that white rabed army who fol- low the Saviour in his victorious march, your part must be with those concern ing whom it is said, "The Lord Jesus shall be revealed from heaven in flaming fire, taking vengeance on those that know not God and obey not the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ, who shall be punished with everlasting destruction from the presence of the Lord and from the glory of his power, when he shall come to be glorified in his saints, and to be admired in all them that believe" The Dog Knew.
 A few weeks after my marriage we went to our future home, farm ten