Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1893-04-19

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jcal defects Of other generations cominf
down from generation to generation, wa I'M
herItng the intelicities of past generations
but in the morning OF the resurrection Tn,
body will be adorned and beautihed accord.
ing TO the original model. Aud there Is n,
such difference between gymnast and M
emaciated wretch In lazaretto as there vii
be difference between our bodies as they
are now anu our resurrected forms.
There you will see the perfect eye afte
the waters Of death have washed out th
stains Of tears and study. There You wi
see the per ect han after tho knO,s of foil
have been united from the knuckles. Thora
you will see the form erect and elastic artaT
the burdens have gone Off the shouder-thf
very life of God in the body.
In this world the most impressive thing
the most expressive thing, is the hunar'
face, but that face is yelled with the grief.
Of thousand years, but in the RESURRECTION
morn that veil will be taken away from th'
face, and the MONDAY sun is dull and din
and stupid compared with the outfIamino
glories OF the countenances o, the saved
When those faces of the righteous those ra
surrected faces, turn toward the gate n,
look up toward the throne, il will be El,
the dawning OF a new morning on the bosom
of everlasting day. %, glorious resur
rectel body!
But remark also, in regard to that bod,
which you are to get in the resurrection L
viii be an immortal body. These bodies are
wasting away. Somebody has sal rs soon
as we begin to live we begin to die. Unless
we keep putting the fuel into the furnace
the furnace dies out The blooi vessels are
canals taking the breadstutfs to all parts OF
the system. We must be reconstructed hour
by hour, day by day. Sickness AMI death
are all the time trying to get their prey un.
der the tenement, or to push us of the en-
bankment of the grave but, blessed be God,
IN tne resurrection we will get a body i'm.
mortal.
No malaria in the air, no cough, no neu.
ralglc twlnse no rheumatic pang, no aut-
tering OF the heart, no shoriness of
breath, no ambulance, no dispanSary no
hospital, no invalid's chair no spectacles to
improve the dim vision, but health, i'm.
mortal healthl Oh ye who have aches and
pains indescribable this mornlng-Oh We
who are never well-Oh We who are lacerated
with physical distreSses, let me tell you of
the resurrected body, free from all disease.
immortal Immortal!
Twill go further and say, in regard to that
body which you are to get in the resurrec-
ton, 1t will be powerful body. We walk
now eight or ten miles, and we are fatiguad;
we lift few hundred pounds, ami we are ex-
hausted: unarmed, we meet wild beast,
and we must run or fly or climb or dodge
because we are incompetent 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. Isuppose
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 despotlsms 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. IL you are
seated under the trees of life, il will not be
to rest, but to talk over with some old COM
rade old times-the battles where you fought
shoulder 10 shoulder.
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 lift, 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 recreation. or to rest,
or even to take tood--that we could toll
right on without stopping moment in our
work Of commencing Christ and heaven TO
all the people. But we all get tired.
1t is characteristic OF the human body
in this condition. We must get tired. Is
it not glorious thought that after while
we are going to have body that will never
get weary? Ga, glorious resurrection day.
Gladly will fling aside this poor.hody of
sin and fling it into the tomb, if at Thy bid
ding 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 Sons
Passed through the grave and blessed the bed.
Rest here, best saint, till from His throne
The morning breaks TO pierce the shade.
o blessed resurrection! Speak out, sweet
flowers, beautiful flowers, while you tell OF
a risen Christ and tell of the righteous who
shall rise. May God fill you this morning
with anticipation!
hearl OF father and son who among
Others were shipwrecIed at sea. The father
and the son climbed into the rigging. The
father held on, but the son after a while lost
his hold in the rigging and was dasheddown.
The father supposed be had gone hopelessly
under the wave. The next day the father
was brought ashore from the rigging in an
exhausted state and laid in bed in a fisher
mans hut, and after many hours had passed
he came to consciousness and saw lying be-
side 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 lis. Coming llD from the
same plot in the graveyard, coming up in
the same morning light father and son
alive forever, all the loved ones alive for
ever, nevermore to weep, nevermore tc
part, nevermOro to die.
May the God of peace that brought again
from the dead our Lord Jesus, that great
shepherd of the sheep through the blood OF
the everlasting covenant, make you perfect
in every good work, to do His will and let
this brilliant scene OF the morning transport
our thoughts to the grander assembage be-
fore the throne.
I his august assemblage is nothing com
pared with II. The one hun lred ami forty
and four thousand, and the great multitude
that no man can NUMBER" some of our best
friends among tueul, we after awhile t
join the multitude. Blessed anticipation
My soul anticipates the day,
Would stretch her wings and soar away
To aid the song, the palm TO bear
And bow, The Cllet OF sinners there,