The Globe-republican., 1893-02-17

matriculste yos into the royal college Of
the universe.
What sublime thing it WAS that DR..
Thornwell of South Carolina. uttered in
his last dying moments! As he looked
up he said, ut opens; it expands; 1t ex-
pands." Or - Mr.. Toplsdy. the author
Of Brock Of Ages" in his last moment. or
during his last hours, looked up and
said. IS though he saw something SUI
pernatural, Light" and then % he
came on nearer the diving moment his
cOuntenance more luminous. he cried,
Light" and at the very moment 81 his
departure lifted both hands. something
supernatural in his cOuntenance as he
cried, Light Only another name for
sunshine.
Selected Society Indeed.
Besides that we shall have all the
pleasures Of association. We will 90
right up in front of God without any
fright All our sins gone, there will be
nothing to be frightened about There
our old Christian 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 see him tor
long while. and after awhile you meet
him. and the hOllows under the eyes are
all filled. 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: 81 couldn't
help but De we'll. l have been sailing
these rivers and climbing these mount
aims, aud that's how got this elasticity.
l never was so we'll"
Oh. my friends, your departed loved
ones are only away for their health in a
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 cough? Where is that
paralysis? Where is that pneumonia?
Where is that consunptiOn?" And he
will say: ''Oh, am entirely well; there
are no sick ones in this country. have
been ranging these hills. and hence this
elasticity. have been here now twenty
years. and not one sick one have seen
we are all well in this climate"
celestial city to see the professions come
out, and l see long procession of little
children with their arms full of flowers,
and then l see procession OF kings and
priests moving in celestial pageantry-a
long procession, but no black tasseied
vehicle. no mourning 0roup-and l say:
"How strange it is! Where is your
Greenwood? Where is your Laurel hill:
Where is your Westminster abbey?"
And they shall cry. There are no
graves here" And then listen to the
tolling Of the old belfries of Heaven, the
old belfries of eternity. 1 listen to hear
them toll for the dead. But they toll
not for the dead. They only strike up
silvery chime, tower to tower, east gate
to west gate, as they ring out. 'Thev
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 il to
me in cOngratulation on that scene. I
feel as il would shout. l will shout
halleluiah! Dear Lord. forgive me that
ever complained about anything. IL
Ill this is before us, who cares for any
hing but God and Heaven and eternal
Take the Grape of the
loorbell. Your loved ones are only
away TO- their health in a land ambrO-
'iaL Come, Lowell Mason; come. Isaac
Watts. and give US your best hymn
about joy celestial.
Heaven OH Earth
What is the use of postponing our
heaven any longer? Let it begin now,
md whatsoever hath a harp, let her
,hrum it; and whatsoever hath trumpet.
ct him blow it: and whatsoever hath
let him blow it: and who
IN organ, let him give US a
'ull diapason. They crowd down the
Dir. spirits blessed, moving in a caval-
.ade Of triumph. Their chariot wheels
whirl in the Sabbath sunlight They
come. Halt, armies of God! Halt! I'M
Ill we are ready to join the battalion of
pleasures that never die.
oh, my friends, it would take q SER
non as long as eternity to tell the joys
hat are coming to us. l just set open
he sunshiny door. Come in. all ye dis
.iples of the world who have found the
world a mOckery. Come in, all ye dis
.iples of the dance and see the bounding
eet Of this heavenly gladness. Como
n. We disciples of worldly amusement
md see the stage where kings are the
.ctOrs, and burning worlds the fOotlights.
md thrones the spectacular. Arise We
lead in sin, for this is the morning of
he resurrection. The joys Of Heaven
ubmerge our soul l pull out the
rumpet stop. In thy presence there is
fullness OF Joy; at thy right hand there
re pleasures forevermore.
Oh, the sunshine, the glorious sun
hine, the everlasting sunshine,
Proverbs.