The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1893-04-13
AT THE TABERNACLE.
DR. TALMAGE TELLS OF THE GLORIES
OF THE RESURRECTION.

The Glorlfied Body.
BROOKLYN, April 2.-The Taberna-
Gle was elaborately decorated with flow
ers today, and sn unusually large audi
ence assembled to hear Rev. DR.. Tai
mase's Easter morning sermon. The
subject was, 1.-THE Sleepers Awakened"
the text chosen being from l Corln-
thians XIV, 90, "Now is Christ risen
from the dead and become the first fruits
of them that slept"
On this glorious Easter morning,
amid the music and the flowers, give
you Christian salutation. This morning
Russian meeting Russian on the streets
Of st. Petersburg halls him with the sa'
lutation, "Christ is risen!" and is an
swered by his friend in salutation, "Ilc
is risen indeed!" In some parts Of Eng
land aud Ireland to this very day there
is the superstition that on Easter morn
Ing the sun dances in the heavens, and
well may we forgive such superstition,
which illustrates the fact that the nat
ural world seems to sympathizc with the
spiritual.
Hail, Easter morning! Flowers! Flow
ers! All Of them a.vOice, all of them
a-tongue all of them foil OF sreech today,
l bend over one OF the lilies, and | hear
it say, "Consider the lilies of the field.
how they grow; they toll not, neither do
they spin, yet Solomon in all his glory
was not arrayed like one Of these.n l
bend over n rose, and it seems to whis-
per, 81 am the rose of Sharon" And
then stand and listen. From all sides
there comes the chorus of nower say
ing, "If God so clothed The grass of the
field, which today Is and tomorrow is
cast into the oven, shall he not much
more clothe you, o yc Of little taith?"
Flowers! Flowers! Braid them into
tho BRIDES hair. Flowers! Flowers!
Strew them over the graves Of the dead
sweet prophecy of the resurrection.
Flowers! Flowers! Twist them into a
garland for my Lord Jesus on Easter
morning. "Glory be TO the Father, and
TO the Son, and to the lIoly Ghost; as it
was in the beginning, is now and ever
shall be-"
Oh, how bright and how beautiful the
flowers, and how much they make me
think of Christ and his religion, that
brightens our life, brishters our charac-
Ter, brlghtens society. brightcns the
church, brlghtens everything! y on who
60 with gloomy couutcnace pretending
you are better than l am because Of
your righteousness, YOU cannot cheat
me. Pretty case you are for man that
processes TO be more than n conQucror.
1t Is not religion that makes you gloomy:
1t ls the lack OF it. There is lust as
much religion in a wedding as III Il bur.
!al; just as much religion in smile as
in tear.
Those gloomy Christians we some.
times see arc the people to whom like
to lend money, for ! never sec them
again! The women came to the Say
iour's tomb and they dropped spices all
around the tomb, and those spices were
the seed that began to grow, and from
them came all the flowers OF this Easter
morn. The two angels robcd in white
took hold o. the stone at the Saviour's
tomb, and they hurlcdlt with such force
down the hill that it crushed in the door
of the worlds sepuchcr. and the stark
eod the dead must come forth.
l care not how iabyrinthiuc the maui
soleum or how costly the sarcophagus
or however beautifully partcrrcd the
family grounds, VIC want them all brok-
en- up by the Lord Of the resurrection.
They must come out. Father and moth
er they must come out Husband and
Wne-they must come out. Brother and
blster-theY must come out. Our Gar.
ling children-thcy must come out.
The eyes that we close with such trem-
ping fingers must open again III the ra.
dlance OF that morn. The arms we fold
eu III DUST must join ours in an embrace
OF reunion. The voice that was hushcd
IN our dwelling must be returned. Oh,
now long some OF you seem to be wait
!nS-Waltlng for the resurrection, wait
ing! And Tor these broken hearts today
make soft, cool bandagc out of
Easter flowers.
My friends, find in the risen Christ
prophecy of our own resurrection. nv
text setting forth the idea that as Christ
has risen 80 his people will rise. lie the
nrst sheaf OF the resurrection harvest.
ne "tde first fruits of them that slept.O
Beto-e get through this morning will
walk through all the cemeteries of the
ccad, through all the country graveyards
Wfeie your loved ones are buried, and |
Will pluck off these flowers, and | will
crop sweet promise of the gospel
a rose OF hope, lily of JOY on every
tomb--the child's tomb, the husbands
Tomb, the wite's tomb, the fathers grave
ire mothers grave, and while we cele-
prate the resurrection of Christ we will
at the same time celebrate the resurrcc.
lion OF all the good. "Christ the first
fruits OF them thai slept.n
1t l should come to you this mornino
and ask you for the names OF the creat
cong ierors of the world, you would saw
alexander, Caesar, Philip, Napolean !.
Al, my friends, you have forgotten to
menton the name of greater conquer
or than all these--a cruel, a phasilv
conqueror. He rode on black horse
across Waterloo and Atlanta and Chal.
0ns, the bloody hoofs crushing the
hearts OF nations. 1t Is tho conouero.
Death. 1''i0'
he carries black FLAG, and he fakes
no prisoners. He digs trench across
the heinispheres and fills it with the
carcasses OF nations. Fifty times would
Inc world have been depopula ted had
no. dod Kept making new generations
Hlity umos the world would have swuno