The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1893-11-17

announce you to others, bat on the
palms OF my hands for myself to look
at and study and love. Not on the
palm of one hand alone, but ON the
palms of both hands, for while
am looking upon one hand and thinking
Of You, must have the other free to pro-
tectyou, free to strike backyour enemy,
freeto lift ifyou fall. Palms Of my hands
inddibly tattooed. And though l hold
the winds in my fist no cyclone shall up
root the inscription of your nume and
your face, and though l hold the ocean
in the hollow Of my hand its following
shall not wash ont the record Of my re-
meabrance. Behold, have craven thee
ON the palms Of my hands,"
What joy, what honor can there DO
comparable to that of being remembered
by the mightiest and kindest and love-
liest and tenderest and most affectionate
being in the universe. Think of ito
hold an everlasting place in the heart of
God The heart Of God! The most beau
tiful palace in the universe. Let the
arciangel build some palace as grand as
thai if he can. Let him crumble up all
The yesternight and tomorrow
u., them together as mosaics
rr lace floor. Let him take all
E"ssH md sunsets of all the days
oras of all the nights and
8H upholstery at its windows.
fu 70 all the rivers, and all the
the oceans, and toss them
.H aims of this palace court.
'ltee gold Of all the hills
in its chandeliers, and all
n ii the seas ard all the dia-
the fields, and with them
ar AGO ways of that palace, and
10 .u..e ITO 1t all the glories that
....- NV at a Persian banquet,
or PANEL ever walkcl among in Baby
loian castles, or Joseph ever witnessed
mPharaoh's throneroom, and then your
SET enter this castle Of archangclic con-
stmction and see how poor a palace it is
compared with the greater palace that
some of you lave already found in the
hart Of a loving and pardoning God,
AMI into which all the music and all the
payers, and Ill the sermonic considera-
ll'llS VI tjio N''1 tiN y MS w iitiONiuIC
yU through The Llood of the slain Lamb.
Oh, where is oblivion now? From the
dark and oTershadowing word that it
seemed when | began, it has become
smethipg which no man or woman OF
clild who loves the Lord need ever fear.
oblivion defeated. Oblivion dead. OBJ
li'ion sepulchercd. But must not be so
hard on that devouring monster, for into
it grave go all our sins when the Lord
fr Christ's sake has forgiven them. Just
bow a resurrection trumpet over them
when once oblivion has snapped them
l,wn. Not one of them rises. Blow
again Not stir amid all the pardoned
inouities OF lifetime. Blow again! Not
On, of them moves in the deep grave
trenches. But to this powcrless resaT.
recion trumpet Il voice responds, hall
human, hulf divine, ar , it r. It lie Part
man a>d part God, sayi;,gs-, Their sins
and their inicui,ies viii / remember ~
| mre."
Ihanl; God fYr iii; lleas1d oblivion!
Scyo1 TO ii rot inv. ; you hoHa III
| tot cellar, hut up ca ttA2onc-2ot mo
thu graveyard 10 which al mater ;ii$n
| isdistincd, bat into garden I'll a.5ioon
with everlasting remembrance. To
frown Of my fist text las beco.@e tie
kiss of tho second tex. Admiration
has become coronation. Tho Nrislgirg
hands Of q great agony have bocc::e the
clipping hands Of n great joy. The
requiem with which we began has te-
come the grand march with which We
disc Tho tear of sadness ti.tt rol,3d
dotn our check has struck tho Up ca
which sits the laughter of eternal tri-
prrnh