The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1893-05-27

infelicities of past generations; but in
the morning of the resurrection the
body will be adorned and beautified ac-
cording to the original model. And
there is no such difference between q
gymnast and an emaciated wretch in a
lazaretto. as there will be difference
between our bodies as they are now
and our resurrected forms.
There you will see the perfect eye,
after the waters of death have washed
out the stains of tears and study. There
you will see the perfect hand, after the
knots of toll have been united from the
knuclxles. There you will see the form
erect and elastic, after the burdens have
gone off the shoulders-the very life Of
God in the body.
In this world, the most impressive
thing, the most expressive thing, is the
human face; but that face is yelled with
the griefs of a thousand years; but in
the resurrection morn that veil will be
taken away from the face, and the
MONDAY sun is dull and dim and stupid
compared with the outhaming gloriea
of the countenances of the saved. When
those faces of the righteous, those
resurrected faces, turn toward the gate,
or look up toward the throne, it will be
like the dawning of a new morning on
the bosom of everlasting day! Oglori-
Gus, resurrected body.
But remark also in regard to that
body, which you are to get IN the res
direction. it will be an immortal one.
These bodies are wasting away. Some
body has said as soon as we begin to
live we begin to die. Unless we keep
putting the fuel into the furnace the
furnace dies out. The blood vessels
are canals taking the breadstuffs to all
parts of the system. We must be re-
constructed hour by hour, day by day.
Sickness and death are all the time try
ing to get their prey under the tcne-
ment, or to push us off the embank-
ment of the grave; but, blessed
be God, in the resurrection we
will get body immortal No
ralgic twinge, no rheumatic pang, no
fluttering of the heart, no shortness of
breath, no ambulance, no dispensary,
no hospital, no invalid's chair, no spec
tacles to improve the dim vision; but
health, immortal health! o We who
have aches and pains indescribable this
morning-O We who are never well-O
We who are lacerated with physical dis
tresses, let me tell you of the resur-
rected body, free from all disease. I'm
mortal! Immortal!
/ will go further, and say in regard
to that body which you are to get in
the resurrection. 1t will be powerful
body. We walk now eight OF ten
miles, and we are fatigued; we lift a
few hundred pounds, and we are ex-
hausted; unarmed we meet wild
beast, and we must run, or fly, or
climb, or dodge. because we are inccm-
petent to meet it; we toll eight or ten
hours vigorously, and then we are
weary; but in the resurrection we are
to have body that never gets tired.
Is it not glorious thought.
Plenty of occupation in Heaven.
suppose broadway, New York, in the
busiest season of the year. at monday,
Is not SO busy as Heaven is all the time.
Grand projects of mercy for other
worlds. Victories to be celebrated. The
downfall of despotisms on earth to be
announced. Great songs to be learned
and sung. Great expeditions on which
God shall send forth His children
Plenty to do, but no fatigue. If yo,.
are seated under the trees of life it viii
not be to rest. but to talk over with
some old comrade old times-the bat
ties where you fought shoulder to shout
der.
Sometimes in this world we feel we
would like to have such body as that.
There is so much work to be done for
Christ, there are so many tears to be
wiped away, there are so many burdens
to life, there is so much to be achieved
for Christ. we sometimes wish that
from the first of January to the last OF
December we could toll on without
stopping to sleep or take any recrea-
ton or to rest or even to take food
that we could toll right on without
stopping moment in our work Of COM
mending Christ and Heaven to all the
people. Buewe all get tired.
1t is characteristic of the human body
in this condition; we must get tired.
Is it not a glorious thought that after
awhile we are going to have body
that will never get weary? O glorious
resurrection day! Gladly will / fling
aside this poor body of sin and fling it
into the tomb If at Thy bidding 1 shall
have a body that never wearies. That
was a splendid resurrection hymn that
was sung at my fathers burial:
So Jesus slept, Gods dying son
Passed through tn Q grave and blessed the bed
Rest here, blest saint, till from His throne
The morning breaks to pierce the shade.
heard of a father and son who,
among others, were shipwreched at
sea. The father and the son climbed
into the rigging. The father held on,
but the son after awhile lost his hold
in the rigging and was dashed down.
The father supposed he had gone hope
lessly under the wave. The next day
the father was brought ashore from
the rigging in an exhausted state, and
laid in bed in fisherman's hut, and
after many hours had passed he
came to consciousness, and saw lying
beside him on the same bed, his boy.
Oh, my friends! what glorious thing
it will be when we wake up at last to
find our loved ones beside us! Coming
up from the same plot in the grave
yard, coming up in the same morning
light-the father and son alive forever