Democratic messenger., 1892-07-23

foreigner in Il strange "itv, hut as a
farmer walks over his own premises
"All are yours." All the mansions
yours. Angels your companions. Trees
of life your shade. Hill Of glory your
lookout. Thrones of heaven the place
where YOU will shout the triumph
Jesus is YOURS God is yours. You look
mp 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 mttlements of
heaven and look off upon the city OF the
sun. No tears. No sorr w. Nodeath
No smoke of toiling war ,house curling
on the air. No voice of blasphcmy
thrilling through that br ght. clear Sab
bath morning No din of strife jarring
the air Then take ont your deed and
remember that from Il rome to throne.
and from wall TO wall, and from horizon
to horizon "All are yonrs."
Then get mp into the temple Of the sun.
worshipers in white. Ell h with a palm
branch. and from high gallery of that
temple look down upor the thousands
of thousands and the ten Thousand
times ten Thousand, an / the one hun
,lred and forty and four thousand. and
the great multitude that no man can
number and louder han the rush Of
the wheels. louder than the tramp of
the redeemed. hear Il Voice saying. IAN
are Yours
See the great proc, ssion marching
around the throne Of God. Martyrs
who went up on wings of flame. In
valids who went up from couches of dis
trcsS Toilcrs who went up from the
workhou-e. and the factory. and +he
mine All the suffering and the bruised
children Of God See the chariots of
salyation. in them those who were more
than conqucrors See them marching
around about the throne of God forever
and forever and know that all are
yonrSr'
ETERNAL HEALTH.
O va who have pains Of body that ex-
haust your strength and wear ont your
patience. hold before YOU this morn
ing the land nf eternal health and of i'm
pcrishablc hrauiy, and 'all is yours"
O yc who have hard work to get your
daily bread. hard work 10 shelter yorr
children from the storm. lifr Before
You the vision of that land where they
never hunger. and they never thirst. and
God feeds them. and robes cover them.
and the warmth of eternal love fills
them. and All that is yours,
O We whose hearts are buried i'll the
grave of Your dead! o We whose happi-
ness went by long age. O We who mourn
for counicnanccS that never will light
mp. and for eyes CLOSED forever. sit no
longer among the tomlS ;. but look here,
4 home tia, hail never be broken mp
Green fields never cleft of the grave
Ransom"d ones from you parted long
ago. now radiant with u joy that shall
never cease and love thar shall never
grow cold. ANA wearing garments that
Ihall never wiiher. an, know all that IS
yours Yours the low. Yours the ac-
claim Yours the 'ran,port Yours the
FRY Of the four-auG-tweuty elders. Yours
he choiring Of chcruhim. Yours the
lamb that was slain.
In the vision of that glorious consum-
nation almost lose my foothold. and
have To hold fast lest I lie overbornc by
the glory. The visior rose before st.
John on Paimos. and lie saw Christ in a
blood rel garment. 7 ding on a white
horse. and all heaven following him on
whit horses. What n procession. Let
Jesus ride. He walled the way foot
sore, weary and fain. Now let him
ride White horse II victory. bear ON
our chief Hosanna To- the son of David.
Ride on. Jesus. Let all heaven fol
low him. These cava ~ "f God fought
well and they fought triumphantly
Now let them hr mounted. The pave
ments Of gold ring under the flying