The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-05-29

YOU SIT there ana SJdnQ mere. anu the
tune yon will yet play on it, whether
standing on beach of time gor beach of
eternity, will be the tune that Miriam
PLAYED when she cried: Sing We to the
lord. for he hath triumphed gloriously /;
! the horse and his rider has he thrown
into the sea" l expect to have a good
laugh with you in heaven, for the
Bible says in Luke, sixth chapter,
| twenty-tirst verse: Blessed are
We that weep now, for We shall
/ laugh" We shall not spend all
| eternity psalm singing, but sometimes, in
/ review of the past, as Christ says, we
| shall laugh. There is nothing wrong in
/ laughter. II all depends on what YOU
| laugh st, and when you laugh, and how
! you laugh. Nothing, it seems, will more
/ thoroughly kindle our heavenly hilarities
after we have got inside the pearly gate
than to see how. in this world, we got
scared at things which ought not TO have
frightened US at all. How often we work
ourselves up into a great stew about
nothing The Red sea before may be
deep and the Egyptian cavalry behind us
may be well mounted, but if we trust the
Lord we will go through no more hurt
by the water than when in bOyhOOd
we rolled our garments to the knee and
barefoot crossed the meadow brook on
the old homestead. The odds may seem to
be all again you, but guess it will be
all right wit you if you have God on
your side and all the angelic, cherubic,
seraphic and archangelic Kingdoms. ''If
God be for you, who can be against your"
Lay hold of the Lord in prayer, and you
will go free as did Richard Cecil with
twenty pounds of missionary money in
his saddle bags, and the highwaymen
grabbed his horse by the bride and told
him to deliver, and he prayed God for
safety, and suddenly one of the robbers
said, ''Mr. Cecil, ! once heard you preach.
Boys, let the gentleman go"
But let me criticise Miriam little for
the instrument of music she employed in
the divine service on the sandy beach
Why not take some other Instrument
The harp was a sacred instrument, why
did she not take that2 The cymbal was
sacred instrument, why did she not take
that2 The trumpet was a sacred instru-
ment, why did she not take that2 Amid
that great host there must have been
musical instruments more used in relig-
ious service. No. She took that which
she liked the best, and on which she
could best express her graduation over
nations rescue, first through the retreat
of the waves of the Read sea, and then
through the clapping of the hands of their
destruction. So / withdraw my criticism
of Miriam. Let every one take her, or his,
best mode of divine worship and cele-
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place where we can do as we please and
have everything we want OF course, we
will do nothing wrong and want nothing
harmful
How much of the material and physical
will finally make up the heavenly world,
/ know not, but think Gabriel will have
his trumpet, and David his harp, and Han
del his organ, and Thalberg his piano, and
the great Norwegian performer his violin,
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make music on any of them, l think will
move around among all of them and listen.
But there are our friends of the Scotch
Covenanter church, who do not like mu-
steal instruments at all in divine worship.
and they need not have them. | tell Dun
can and Mcleod and Bruce they need
never hear in heaven single string thrum,
or a single organ roll We will all do as we
please in that radiant place, if, through
the pardoning and sanctifying grace of
Christ we ever get there. What a day it
will be when we stand on the beach of
heaven, and look back on the Red sea of
this worlds sin and trouble and celebrate
the fact that we have got through, and
over, and got up, our sins and our troubles
attempting to follow gone clear down
under the waves O, crimson floods, roll
over them, and drown them forever
What a celebration it will be-our resur-
rected bodies standing on the beach,
whose pebbles are amethyst and emerald
and agate and diamonds! What a
shaking of hands, What a talking
over old times! What a jubilee! What
an opportunity to visit! In this world we
have so little time for that | am looking
forward to eternal socialities. To be with
God and never sin against him. To be
with Christ and forever feel his love To
walk together with whom on earth we
walked together in black raiment of
mourning. To gather up the members of
our scattered families and embrace them
with no embarrassment, though all
heaven be looking on. A mine in Scot
land caved in and caught amid the rocks
young man who in a few days was to
have been united in holy marriage. No
one could get heart to tell his af1ianced of
the death of her beloved, but someuone
made her believe that he had changed his
mind about the marriage and wilfullv dis
appeared. Fifty years passed on when
one day the miners delving in the earth
suddenly came on the body of
that young man, which had all those years
been kept from the air and looked Just as
it was the day of the calamity Strong,
manly, noble youth, he sat there looking
as on the day he died. But no one recog-
nized the silent form. After awhile they
called the oldest inhabitants to come and
see if any one could recognize him. A
woman, woman, with bent form and her
hair snowy white with years, came last,
and looking upon the silent form that had
been so completely preserved, gave bit
ter cry and fell into long swoon. It was
the one to whom half a century before
she was to have been welded, looking
then Just as when in the days of their
youth their affections had COM
mingled. But the emotion of her soul
was too great for mortal endurance.
and two days after, those, who
fifty years before, were to have Joined
hands in wedlock, We're at last married in
the tomb, and side by side they wait for
the resurrection. My friends, we shall
come at last upon those of our loved ones
who long ago halted in the journey of life
They will be as fair and beautiful, yea,
fairer and more beautiful than when we
parted from them 1t may be old age
looking upon childhood or youth G., my
Lord, how we have missed them Sep
arated for ten years, or twenty years, or
fifty years, but together at the last just
think of it! VIII it not be glorious?
Miriam's song again appropriate, for
death, riding on the pale horse, with his
four hoofs on all our hearts, shall have
been forever discounted
| see them now-the glorified As
sembled for celebration mightier and
more jubilant than that on the banks of
the Red sea, and from all lands aud ages,
on beach of light above beach of light,