Milford chronicle., 1893-02-03

my mind and soul with grand thOughtSF
Be not discouraged, my friends. You are
going to the university yet. Death viii
only mstriculate you into the royal college
Of the universe.
What a sublime thing it was that DR..
Thornwell, Of South Carolina, uttered in
his last dying momentsl As he looked up
he said, 1T opens; it expands; it expands"
Or as Mr.. Toplady, the author of Rock Of
Ages in his last moment, or during his
last hours, looked up and said, as though
he saw something supernatural, Light"
and then as he came on nearer the dying
moment, his countenance more luminous,
he cried, 'Lightr' and at the very moment
Of his departure lifted both hands, some
thing supernatural in his countenance as
he cried, "Lightw Only another name for
sunshine.
A SELECT SOCIETY INDEED.
Besides that we shall have all the pleas
ures Of association. We will go right up
In the front of God without any fright.
All our sins gone, there will be nothing to
be frightened about. There our old Chris.
tian friends will troop around us. Just as
now one Of your sick friends goes away to
Florida the land of flowers, or to the south
Of France, and you do not sec him for
long while, and after awhile you meet
him, and the hollows under the eyes are all
filed, and the appetite has come back, and
the crutch has been thrown away, and he
is so changed you hardly know him. You
say, why, l never saw you look so well.
He says: Il couldn't help but be well. l
have been sailing these rivers and climbing
these mountains, and that's how got this
elasticity. never was so we'll"
Oh, my friends, your departed loved ones
are only away for their health in better
climate, and when you meet them they
will be so changed you will hardly know
them; they will be so very much changed,
and after awhile, when you are assured
that they are your friends, your departed
friends, you will say; why, where is that
coughi Where is that paralysisf Where
is that pneumonia? Where is that con-
sumptions" And he will say: "Oh, am
entirely we'll; there are no sick ones in this
country. Ihave been ranging these hills, and
hence this elasticity. I have been here now
twenty years, and not one sick one have /
seen-we are all well in this climate
And then stand at the gate of the celes-
tial city to see the professions come out,
and / see a long procession of little children
with their arms full of flowers, and then
see procession of kings and priests NOV
ing in celestial pageantry-a long process
sion, but no black tasseled vehicle, no
mourning group-and ! say; How strange
it isl Where is your Greenwood? Where is
your Laurel hill? Where is your Westmin-
stcr abbeyg" And they shall cry, "Yhere
are no graves here" And then listen to the
tolling Of the old belfries Of heaven, theold
belfries Of eternity. l listen to hear them
toll for the dead. But they toll not
for the dead. They only stride mp a sill
ah5 10, N
west gate, as they ring cut, "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 foun-
tains of water, and God shall wipe away all
tears from their eyes.
Oh, unglovc your hand and give it to me
in congratulation en- that scene. / feel as
il would shout. I will shout halleluiahl
Dear Lord, forgive me that 1 ever com
planned about anything If all this is be-
fore us, who cares for anything but God
and heaven and eternal brotherhood? Take
the Grape off the doorbell Your loved ones
are only away for their health in a land
ambrosial Come, Lowell Mason; come,
Isaac Watts, and give Us your best hymn
about JOY celestial.
A HEAVEN on EARTH.
What is the use Of postponing our heaven
any ionger9 Let It Ecgin now, and whose
ever hath harp, let her thrum il; and
whosoevCr hath Il trumpet, let him blow it;
and whosoever hath an organ, 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 comel Halt,
armies of God Halt! until we are ready
to join the battalion of pleasures that never
die.
Oh my friends, it would take a sermon
as long as eternity to tell the joys that are
coming to us. ] inst set open the sunshiny
door Come in, all ye disciples Of the
world who have found tie world n mock
cry. Come in, all ye disciples of the dance
and see the bounding feet of this heavenly
gladness. Come in, ye disciples of worldly
amuecment and see the stage where kings
are the actors, and burning worlds the
footlights, and thrones the spectacular.
Arise, ye dead in sin, for This is the morn
ing Of the resurrection. The joys Of heav-
On subrnerge our soul pull out the trump
ct stop. In thy presence there is a full
ness Of joy; at thy right hand there are
pleasures foTeyermore.
Blessed arc the saints beloved Of God;
Washed are their robes in Jesus blood;
Brighter than angels, 10, they shinel
Their glories splendid and sublime.
Ny 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 sunshine,
the everlasting sunshine