Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1893-07-15
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the evening of the world. The heats
of earthly conflict are cooled. The
glory of Heaven fills all the scene with
love and joy and peace. At eventime
it is light! light!
Finally, my text shall find fulfillment
Mt the end of the Christians life. You
know how short winters day is, and
how little work you can do. Now, my
friends, life is IL short winters day.
The sun rises at eight and sets ut four.
The birth-angel and death-angel fly
only a little way apart. Baptism and
burial are near together. With one
hand the mother rocks the cradle, and
with the other she touches the grave.
went into the house of one of my
parishioners on Thanksgiving day.
The little child of the household was
bright and glad, and with it bounded
up and down the hall. Christmas day
came, and the light of that household
had persisted. We stood, with black
book, reading over the grave: "Ashes
to ashes, dust to dust"
But / hurl away this darkness. I
cannot have you weep. Thanks be
unto God, who giveth us the victory, ut
eventime it shall be light. have seen
many Christians die. never saw any
of them die in darkness. What If the
pillows of death do rise above our
girdle, who does not love to battle?
What though other lights do go out in
the blast; what do we want of them
when all the gates of glory swing open
before us, and from myrid voices, u
myrid harps, a myriad thrones, a
MYRIAD palaces, there dash upon us,
'IIosannah. Hosannahl"
/ saw beautiful being wandering
up and down the earth. She touched
the aged, and they became young.
She touched the poor, and they became
rich. said: ''Who is this beautiful be-
ing, wandering up and down the earth"
They told me that her name was
Death. What n strange thrill of Joy
when the palsied Christian begins to
use his arm again. When the blind
Christian begins to see again! When
the deaf Christian begins to hear again!
When the poor pilgrim puts his feet on
such pavement, and joins in such COM
pany, and has free seat in such
great temple. Hungry men no more to
hunger: thirsty men no more to thirst;
weeping men no more to weep; dying
men no more to die. Gather up all
sweet words. all jubilant expressions,
all rapturous EXPLANATIONS: bring them
to me. and / will pour them upon this
theme of the souls olsen
thrallmentl Oh. the joy of the
spirit as it shall mount up toward
the throne of God. shouting. Free!
Free. Your eye has gazed upon the
garniture of earth and Heaven;
but the eye hath not seen it. Your
ear has caught harmonies uncounted
and indescriba ble-caught them from
harp's trill, birds carol, and waterfalls
dash, and oceans doxology: but the ear
hath not heard it. How did those
blessed ones get up into the light?
What hammer knocked off their chains?
What loom wove their chains so light?
Who gave them wings? All. eternity is
not long enough to tell it, seraphim
have not capacity enough to realize it
the marvels of redeeming love. Let
the palms wave, let the crowns glitter,
let the anthems ascend, let the trees of
Lebanon clap their hands-they cannot
tell the half of it. Archangel before
the the throne. thou fullest! Sing on,
praise on, We hosts of the gloritied: and
if with your scepters You cannot reach
it, and with your songs you cannot ex-
press it. then let all the myriads of the
saved unite in the exclamation, "Jesusl
Jesus! Jesus"
There will he password at the gate
Of Heaven. A great multitude comes
up and knocks ut the gate. The gate
keeper says: 1.-The password" They
say: 1--WE have no password. We were
great on earth and now we come up to
be great in Heaven" A voice from
within answers: 81 never knew
YOU" Another group comes up to
he gate of Heaven and knocks
The gate-keeper says: 1.-The pass
word" They say, 1--WE have no pass
word. We did n great many noble
,hings on earth. We endowed colleges
md took care of the poor" A voice
rom within says, 81 never knew you"
Another group comes up to the gate Of
Heaven and knocks. The gate-keeper
'ays, 1.-The password" They answer,
we were wanderers from God, and |
to die; but we heard the voice
# Jesus" "Ay! ah!" says the gate
Keeper, ''that is the password! Lift up
vour heads, We everlasting gates, and
ct these people come in" They go in
md surround the throne, jubilant for
,ver.
All! do you wonder that the last
hours of the Christian on earth are
by thoughts of the coming
.lory? Light in the evening. The
medicines may be bitter. The pain
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