Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1894-02-05


Put Thou my tears into ny ooslle' -
is fun of tears from earth; tears OF re,
pentance: tears OF bereavement; tears Vi
ioy: tears OF many centuries Anu eheu
saw how sacred to the sympathetlc
God are earthly sorrows.
As was coming out OF the iempie
saw all along the pictured walls there
were shelves. and golden vialS were De
Ing SET ND Oh all those shelves. Ana
said "Why the setting-up OF those
visls NJ this time? They seem just
now 10 have been filled, and the at
tending angel said, The Week oil
PRAYER an around the earth has just
closed, aud more
QUALIFICATIONS HAVE BEEN MADE
than have been made for long while,
and these new walls, newly set up, are
what The Bible speaks Of as golden
vials full OF odors, which are the pray
ers Of saints" And l said to the &C
companylng angel. "Can II be possible
thar the prayers OF earth are worthy OF
being kept in such heavenly shape?'
"Why," said the angel, There Is
nothing that so moves heaven as the
prayers Of earth. and they are set up In
sight OF these infinite muititudes, anu
more than all, 10 the sight OF Onrlst'
aud he cannot forget them, and they
are before him world without end
Then we came out. and as the Temple
is always open, aud some worship AT
one hour and others at other hours, we
passed down the street and the throngS
coming 10 and going from the treat
TempIe. And we passed along through
street called MARTYR Place, and we
met there, or saw sitting at the win
dows. the souls OF those who on eartn
/ went through Ere and food, and under
sword and rack. We saw John Wick
life. whose ashes were by decree OF the
} Council Of Constance thrown into the
river: and Rogers. who bathed his hanos
% the IRE as though 10 had been water
and Bishop Hooper, and Mchall, ana
Latlmer, and Ridley, and Poiycarp,
whom the flames refused to destroy as
they bent outward till spear did the
work. and some OF the Albigenses, and
Huruenots, and consecrated Quakers
I who were slain for their religion. Ihey
I had on them many scars, bat their scars
| were iuumined, and they had on their
/ faces a look OF especial triumph.
Then we passed along Song Row, ana
We met some OF the old Gospel singers.
That is Isaac Watts, said my attend
ant. AS he came up TO me ne asked
me il the churches on earth were still
singing the hymns be composed at the
house of Lord aud Lady A6ney, to
whom he paid a visit Of thirty-six
years. aud 1 told him that many OF the
/ churches opened their Sabbath morn
ing services with his old hymn, wei
come. Sweet Day OF Rest" and cele-
I brated their Gospel triumphs with his
/ HYMN, salvation, o the joyful Song,
and often reused their -devOtiOns by bis
HYMN, Come We That Love the Lord. ="
WHILE WE WERE TALKING
be introduced me to another of TIE song
writer's. aud said, "TbiS Is Charles Wes-
lev. who belonged on earth to differ
ent church from mine, but We are all
now mem bers OF the same church, the
Temple of God and the Lamb" And
told Charles Wesley that almost every
Sabbath we sang one OF his old hymns,
'Arm OF the Lord Awakew or Come,
Let Us join Our Friends Above;' or,
Love Divine, All Love Exceliing. !"
And while we were talking on that
street called Song Row, Kirk White,
the consumptive college student, now
everiastingly well, came up, and we
I talked over his Old Christmas hymn,
I .Wnen MarShalled on the Nightly
| Plain" Add William COwper came up
now entirely recovered from his relig-
I ious melancholy, and not looking as II
I be had ever IN domentia attempted sui
eide. and we talked over the wide earth
I lv celebrity and heavenly power OF his
old hvmns, "When l can Read Ny Title
/ Clear" and There is Fountain Filled
I with Blood"
And there we met George w. Bethune,
OF wondrous Brooklyn paStorate, aud |
I told him OF how his comforting hymn
\ had been sung at ObseQuieS all around
/ the wOrld-"It Is not Death 70 Die.
And Toplady came up and asked about
whether the Church was still making
use OK his old hymn, Rock Of Ages,
/ Cleft for me-" And we met also on
. Sony Row, Newton and Hastings, and
/ MONTGOMERY, and HoratiO Bonar, and
we heard floating from window 10 win
/ dow SuatcheS OF the old hymns which
they started on earth, and started never
20 die.
But" say some Of my hearers, Ibid
YOU see anything Of our friends in
/ nsaven?' On yes, l did. did you see
nv children there?" says some one.
and are there any marks Of their last
sickness skill upon them?" l aid see
them, but there was no paliOr, no cough,
I no fever, no langu0r about them.
rHEY ARE ALL WE'LL, AND RUDDY,
I and songful. aud bounding with eternal
mirth. They told me 20 give their love
Y 90 YOU; that they thought Of you hour
I by hour. and that when they could be
I excused from the heavenly Fairgrounds
| thew came down and lowered over you,
snd kissed your cheek, and filled yOIr
dreams with their glad faces, an6 that
they would be ~ the gate 70 greet you
when ycu assembled 10 be with them for
I ever.
but" say other voices, ''did you see
our glorifed friends?' Yes, saw them,
and they are we'll In the land across
which no paeumOniGs, or paISies, or
drODSies or typhOidS ever sweep. The
aroma blows over from orchards with
trees bearing twelve manner Of fruits,
sud gardens, compared with which
I ChatswOrth is a desert. The climate is
I q mingliug OF an earthly June aud Oc-
tober, the balm OF the one and the tonic
| of the other. The social life in that
| REALM where they arc is superb aud per-
/ feet. No controversies, or jealouSles,
I OF hates; hut love, universal love, ever
/ lasting love. And they told me to tell
you not 10 weep Cor them, for their hap
/ pineSS knows no bound, and il is only a
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