Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1892-03-21

/ tttueSs may YET COluo IN tUeruti
heaven.
TIE hsrgoNoMY OF THE BIBLE.
On. what 2 mercy it is that in the
text and Dli Z, 2 and down the Bible
God indtc-e us to look out toward
other wJr Bible astronomy in
Genc IS. in Joshua, in Job, in the
Psal1n5, in the prophets, major and
minor; in st. Johns Apocalypse,
i-cticsliy saying; Worlds worlds
woridsl Get ready for themr We
have a nice little world here that we
stick to. as though losing that we
l)so ar We are afraid of falling off
this little raft of a world. We are
efraid that some meteoric iconoclast
viii come night smash it, and we want
everything to rcvolvo around it, and
are disappointed when we find that
it revolves around the sun instead of
The sun revolving around it. What
FUSE we make about this little bit
Of a world, its existence only a short
time between two spasms, the par
oxynn by which it was hurled from
chaos into order, and the paroxysm
of its oelnoiition.
And l am glad that so many texts
call Us to lock off to other worlds,
inany of them larger and grander
ara more rcEple1dent. Look there"
a5s job, 'at Mazaroth and Arctu11ls
and his sonsn' Look there, says
st. John, lat the moon under Christ's
feet!" Look there" says Joshua,
''nt the sun standing sill above
Gibeon" Look there" says Moses,
''at the sparkling frmamentr Look
there, says Amos, the herdsnan,
"at the Seven stars and Orioni |" Don't
lit us 10 sad about those who shove
off from this world under Christly
pilotage. Don't let us be so agitated
about our own going off this little
barge or sloop or canal boat of a
world TO get on some Great Eastern
of tho heavens. Don't lot us per.
sist in wanting to stay in this barn,
this shed, this clubhouse of a world,
when all the kings palaces, already
occupied by many of our best friends,
are swinging wide open their gates
to let us in.
THE HEAVENLY MANSIONS.
When l read, ''In my Fathers
house are many mansions" l do not
know but that each world is room,
and as many rooms as there are
worlds, stellar stairs, stellar CALLER.
les, stellar Railways, stellar windows,
stellar domes. How our departed
friends must pity us shut up in these
ciamped apartments, tired if we
walk fifteen miles, when they some
morning, by one stroke of wing, can
make circuit of the whole stellar sys.
TEN and be back in time for mathis
Perhaps yonder twinkling constella.
ton is the residence of the martyrs;
that group of twelve luminaries is
the celestial home of the Apostles
Perhaps that steep of light is the
dwelling place of angels cherubic
seraphic, archangelic, A mansion
with as many rooms as worlds, and
all their windows illuminated for fes-
tivity.
Oh, how this widens and lifts and
stimulates our expectation How little
it makes the present, and how stu
pendous it makes the futurel How
it consoles us about our piolls dead,
who, instead of being boxed up and
under the ground, have the range of
as many rooms as there are worlds,
and welcome everywhere, for it is
the Fathers house, in which there
are many mansions O Lord Goo
of the Seven Stars and Orion, how
can | endure the transport, the &C.
stacy, of such vision must obey
my text and seek him | will seek
him. seek him now, for l call to
mind that it is not the material uni
verse that is most valuable, but the
spiritual, and that each of us has a
soul worth more than all the worlds
which the inspired herdsrnan saw
from his booth on the hills of Tekoa.
had studied it before, but the ca
thedral of Cologne, Germany, never
impressed me as it did the last time
saw it. 1t is admittedly the grandest
Gothic structure in the world; its
foundation laid in 124S, only eight OF
nine years ago completed. More than
six hundred years in building All
Europe taxed for its construction. Its
chapel of the Magi with precious
stones enough to purchase a king
dom. Its chapel of st. Agnes with
masterpieces of painting. It's spire
springing five hundred and eleven
feet into the heavens. It's stained
glass the chorus of all rich colors.
Statues encircling the pillars and en-
circling all Statues above statues
until sculpture can do no more, but
faints and falls back against carved
stalls and down ON pavements over
which the kings and queens of the
earth have walked TO confession
Nave and aisles and transept and
portals combining the splendors of
sunrise. Interlaced, interfoliated, |
intercolumned grandeur AS / stood |
outside looking at the double range
of flying buttresses and the forest of |
pinnacles, higher and higher and |
higher, until l almost reeled from |
dizziness, exclaimed; Great dox-
ology in stonel Frozen prayer of
many natonsp
THE HUMBLE SOUL.
But while standing there l saw a
poor man enter and put down his |
pack and kneel beside his burden ON
the hard floor of that cathedral. And |
tears of deep emotion came into my