The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1893-07-26

friends, life is short winters day.
The sun rises at s and sets at 4. The
birth angel and death angel fly only
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
Pensioners on Thanksgiving day. The
little child of the household was bright
and glad, and with 1t l 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 I hurl away this darkness. l
cannot have you weep. Thanks be
unto God, who giveth us the victory,
at 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 myriad voices, a
myriad harps, a myriad thrones, a
myriad palaces, there dash upon us,
'Hosannah! Hosannah!"
"Throw back the shutters and let the
sun come in" said dying Scoville
Medium, one of my Sabbath-school
boys. You can see Paul putting on
robes, and wings of ascension as he ex-
claims: 81 have fought the good fight,
l have finished my course; have kept
the faith" Hugh M'Kail went to one
side of the scaffold of martyrdom and
cried: "Ferewell, sun, moon and stars
farewell, all earthly delights Then
went to the other side Of the scaffold
and cried: "Welcome, God and Father!
Welcome, sweet Jesus Christ, the Medi-
ator of the covenant! Welcome, DEATH
Welcome, glory!" A minister of Christ
in Philadelphia, dying, said in his last
: moments: II move into the light"
They did not go down doubling, and
fearing, and shivering, but their battle
cry rang through all the caverns of the
sepulcher, and was echoed back from
all the thrones of Heaven: 20, death!
where is thy sting? o, grave, where is
thy victory?" Sing, my soul, Of joys to
come.
| l saw a 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
being, wandering up and down the
earth?" They told me that her name
was Death. What 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 q
great temple! Hungry men no more
to hunger; thirsty men no more Il
thirst; weeping men no more to weep
dying men no more to die. Gather ur
all sweet words, all jubilant expires
sions, all rapturous EXPLANATIONS
bring them to me, and l will pou,
them upon this stupendous theme
of the souls disenthralment Oh! thu
joy of the spirit as it shall
mount up toward the throne of God
shouting, Free! Free Your eye ha
gazed upon the garniture of earth ant
Heaven; but the eye hath not seen it
Your ear has caught harmonies un
counted and cribable-caugh
them from harp's trill, and bird
carol, and waterfalls dash, and ocean
doxology; but the ear has not heard it
How did those blessed ones get up int,
1 the light? What hammer knocked OF
); their chains! What loom wove thei
robes of light? Who gave them wings
: All! eternity is not long enough TO tel
E it; seraphim have not capacity enougl
a to realize 1.-THE marvels of redeemin
love! Let the palm wave; let tn
' crowns glitter; let the anthems ascend
5 let the trees of Lebanon clap thei
: their hands-they cannot tell half o
it. Archangel before the throne, tho
failest! Sing on, praise on, We hosts o
!, the glorifed, and, if with your scepter
i you cannot reach it, then let all tn
myriads of the saved unite in the e,
5 clamation, "Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!'
There will be password at the gat
l. of heaven. A great multitude come u
S and knock at the gate. The gatekeepe
i says, "The password" They say, "W
have no password. We were great o
l. earth and now we come up to be grea
: in heaven" A voice from within al
s. swers, 81 never knew you" Anothe
) group come up to the gate of heave
and knock, The gatekeeper says, 9Th
password. They say, "We have n
:, password. We did great many nobl
things on earth. We endowed college
and took care of the poor" A voic
D from within says, Il never knew you.
> Another group come up to the gate G
: heaven and knock. The gatekeepe
% says, "The password" They answe
,, "We were wanderers from God, an
= deserved to die but we heard the voic
- of Jesus" "Ay ayr says the gat,
= keeper, "that is the password Lii
;. up your heads, We everlasting gates, an
- let these people come iu." They go
. and surround the throne, jubilant fol
: ever.
;. All! do you wonder that the la
~ hours of the Christian on earth al
illuminated by thoughts of the comm
. glory? Light in the evening. III
: medicines may be bitter. The pal
- may be sharp. The parting may
a heartrending. Yet, light in the evel
"a ing. AS all the stars of night sin