Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1893-02-09

has been thrown away, and he IS 80
changed YOU hardly know him; you
saw, ''Why, never saw you iook 80
veil ;" He SAYS, 81 couldn't help but
he we'll. Ihave been sailing these rlv'
era and climbing these mountains
and that's how 1 got this elasticity;
never was 40 we'll" o, my friends!
your departed loved ones are 19 on ~
away for their health IN better GU
mate, and when you meet them tney
will be so changed you will hardly
know them; they will be so very
changed, and, after awhile, when you
are assured that they are your
friends, YOU will say, "Why, where Is
that cough? Where is that paralyo,
sis? Where is that pneumonia
Where is that consumption" And
he will say, "Oh!" I am entirely we'll;
there are no sick ones in this country;
| have been ranging these hills and
hence this elasticity. l have been
here now twenty years, and not one
sick one have l seen-We are oil well
in this climate"
And then stand at the gate OF the
celestial city to see the PROFESSIONS
come out, and l see q long procession
of little children with their arms full
OF flowers, and then see a procession
of kings and priests moving in celes-
tial long procession, but
no black-tasseled vehicle, no mourn
ing group, and say, "How strange 1T
is! where is your Greenwood? where
is your Laurel Hill? where is your
Westminster Abbey?" And they
shall cry, "Thers are no graves here
And then listen for the tolling OF the
old belfries of eternity. l listen to
hear them toll for the dead, but they
toll not for the dead: they only strike
up sllvery chime, tower to tower,
east gate to west gate, as they ring
out, "They shall hunger no more,
neither thirst any more, neither shall
the sun light on them, nor any heat;
for the Lamb which is in the midst OF
the throne shall lead them to living
fountains OF water, and God shall
wipe away all tears from their eyes.
Oh, unglove your hand and give it
to me in congratulation on that scene.
I feel as if would shout. will shout
halleluiah Dear Lord, forgive me that
I ever complained about anything.
Ii all this is before us, who cares for any
thing but God and heaven and eternal
brotherhood? Take the Grape off the
door-be.l Your loved ones are only
away for their health in q land am
brosial. Come Lowell Mason; come
Isaac Watts, and give us your best
hymn about Joy celestial.
What is the use OF postponing our
heaven any longer? Let it begin now;
and whatsoever hath harp, let her
tbrum it; and whatsoever hath atrum-
pet, let him give us a full diapason.
They crowd down the air spirits blessed
moving in cavalcade OF triumph. Their
chariot wheels whirl in the Sabbath
sunlight. They come. Halt! armies
of God! Halt! until we are ready to
join the battalion OF pleasures that
never die.
@ my friends! it would take ser.
mon as long as eternity to tell the
joys that are coming to us. I have
Just set open the sunshiny door.
Come in, all we disciples of the world
who have found the world mockery.
Come in; all ye disciples of the dance,
and sec the bounding feet of this heav-
emily gladness. Come in, all ye dis
ciples OF worldly amusement, and see
the stage where kings are the actors
and burning worlds;the footlishts, and
thrones the spectacular. Arisey dead
in sin, for this is the morning OF resur-
rection. The joys of heaven submerge
our soul. I pull out the trumpet stop.
In thy presence there is fullness of
joy; at thy right hand are pleasures
fOrevermOre.
Blessed are the saints beloved of God,
Washed are their robes in Jesus Blood
Brighter than angels 10 they shine
Their e .ores splendid and sublime
My soul anticipates the day.
Would stretch her wing and soar away;
TO aid the song, the palm to bear
And bow, the chief of sinners there.
Oh, the sunshine, the glorious sun
shine, the everlasting sunshine!