The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1892-09-10

no! He Is only black messen'
GER who comes to tell us it In
time to move; to tell us to get out OF
his hut, and go up into the palace.
The Christian owns all Heaven. "AH
are yours" It's palaces of beauty, its
towers of strength, its castles OF love.
He will not walk in the eternal city as
q foreigner in strange city, but as
| farmer walks over his own premises.
sAll are yours" All the mansion yours
| Angels your companions. Trees of life
your shade Hills of CORY your look
out. 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 on the battlements
of Heaven and look off upon the city Of
the sun. No tears. No sorrow. No
| death. No smoke of toiling warehouse
curling on the. air. No voice of bias
phemy thrilling through that bright,
clear Sabbath morning. No din Of
strife Earring the air. Then take out
your deed, and remember that from
throne to throne, and from wall to
wall. and from horizon to horizon, "An
are yours"
Then get up into the temple Of the
sun, worshipers in white, each with a
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 hundred and forty and four thou
sand, 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 a voice
saying: ''All are yours!'' See the
great procession marching around the
throne of food. Martyrs who went up
on wings of flame. Invalids who went
up from touches of distress Toilers
who went up from the work house, and
the factory and the mine. All the suf-
fering 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 yours!''
| 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
imperishable beauty, and "all is yours"
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, and the warmth
of eternal love filed them, and all tha3
is yours. Dye whose hearts are buried
in the grave of your dead-O We whose
happiness went by long ago-O We 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
fields never cleft of the grave Ram
somed ones from you parted long ago,
now radiant with a joy that shall never
cease, and q 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 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 a white
horse, and all Heaven following Him
on white horses. What procession!
Let Jesus ride. He walked the way
footsore, weary and faint Now let Him
ride. White horse of victory, bear on
our Chief. Hosanna to the son of Da-
vid! 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 oni 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,
beseech them at once to be reconciied
to Sod! Remember if you are not found
among that white-robed army who fol-
low the Saviour in His victorious
march your part must be with
those concerning whom it is said:
1.-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 thu
glory of His power, when He shall coms
to be glorified in His saints, and to bo
admired in all them that believe"
The Economy Of Gcnerosity.