Democratic messenger., 1894-02-10

slain. Under the overpowering har
mony | fell back. said: Let us go.
THIS is too much for mortal ears. can
not bear the overwhelming symphony. "
But noticed as I was about TO turn
away that on the steps Of the altar was
something like tho lachyrmal, or tear
bottle, as had seen it i'll the earthly
museums. the lachrymals. or tear bottles,
into which the oricntals used to weep
! their grlcfs and set them away rs sacred.
| But this lachyTmal, or tear bottle, in
stead of earthenware. as those the ori-
entails used. was lustrous and fiery with
many splendurs, and il was towering
and Of great capacity. Aud SAID to my
attending angel. What is that great
lachrymal. or tear bottle. standing on
the step If the altar" and the angel
said: why. don't you know? That is
the bottle Ia which David, the psalmist.
referred in this fifty sixth psalm when
he said, Pit thou my tears into thy
/ bottle. 1t is full Of tears from earth
tears "f repentance. tears of bereave-
ment, tears of Joy. tears Of many CEN
| turics." And then saw how sacred to
the sympathetic God are earthly sor
rows.
AS ! was coming out of the temple
saw all along the pictured walls there
were shelves. and golden vials We're
being set mp on all those shelves. And
| said: why the setting up Of those
vials at this time? They seem just now
To- have been filled, and the attending
angel said. The week of prayer all
around the earth has Just closed. and
more supplications have been made than
have been made for long while, and
these new vials. newly set up, are
what the Bible speaks of as golden
vials full of odors. which are the
prayers of saints. And said to tho
accompanying angel. Can it he posi-
ble that the prayers of earth are worthy
of being kept in such heavenly shape?"
why. said the angel. there is moth
ing that So moves heaven as the prayers
of earth. and they are set up i'll sight of
these infinite multitudes. and, moro
than all, in the sight of Christ, and he
cannot forget them. and they are before
him world without end. !"
THE GREAT CHRISTIAN SEEN.
Then we came out. and rs the temple
is always open and some worship at one
hour and others at other hours we
| passed down the street amid the throngs
coming to and going from the great tenn
pie. And we passed along through a
street called Martyr place. and we met
there. or saw sitting at the windows,
the snnls of those who on earth went
through fire and blood and under sword
and rack. We saw John WyClif, whose
ashes were hy decree of the coun-
ell Of Constance thrown into the river,
and Rogers. who bath"d his hands in
the fire aS though it had been water.
and Bishop Hooper and Mckail and
Latimer and Ridley and Polycarp.
whom the flames refused to destroy az
they bent outward TIL a spear did the
work. and some of the Albigenses and
IluguenutS and consccratcd Quakcrs
who were slain foI their religion. They
had on them many scars, but their scars
were illumined, and they had on their
faces a look of especial triumph.
Then we passed along Song row, and
we met some Of the old gospel singers.
That is Isaac Watts. said my attend
ant As We came up to him, he asked
me if the churches on earth We're still
singing the hymns he composed at tho
house Of Lord and Lady Abney, to
whom h. paid visit of &c years. and
told him that many of the churches
opened their Sabbath morning services
with his old hymn. Welcome. Sweet
Day of Rest. and celebrated their gos-
pei triumphs with his hymn, Saliva
tion. oh. the joyful Song" and often
reused their devntiuns 10y his hymn,
Come. We That Lowe the Lord. -
While we were talking he introduced
me I" another uf the song writers and
said This is Charles Wesley, who he
lungcd on earth to "a different church
from mine. hut We aIc all now mem
hers of the same church. the temple of
God and the Lamb. And | told
Charles Wesley that almost every Sab
bath We sang one of his old hymns. Arm
of the Lord. Awake or, Come. Let
Us Join Our Friends Above'' or, Love
Divine, All Love Exceliing." And
while We werc talking on that street
called Song row Kirk White, the con-
sumptivc college student. now cverlast
ingly we'll. came NJ. aud we talked over
his old Christmas hymn. When Mar
shaled on the Nightly Plain. And
William Cowpcr came up, now entirely
recovered from his religions melancholy
and not looking as if he had ever in de-
mentia attempted suicide and we talked
over the wide earthly celebrity and
heavenly power of his old hymns,
when Can Read My Title Clear"
and There Is Fountain Filled With
Blood.
And there we met George W. Be
thunc of wondrous Brooklyn pastorate.
and told him If how his comforting
hymn mad hecn sung at olIsequies all
around the world 1T Is Not Death To
Die" And Topladv came mp and asked
about whether the church was still max
ing use Of his old hymn. Rock of Ages,
Cleft For Ne. Aud we met also on Song
row Newton and Hastings and Mont
gomcry and Horatio Bonar. and we
heard fioaiing from window To windo'v
snatchcs of the old HYMNS which they
started on earth and started never To die.
But. say some OF my hearers. did
you see anything of our friends in
heaven" oh. Yes. | did. Did you see
my children there" SAYS som. one,
and are there amy marks of their last
sickness still upon them did see
them Int th.Ir wa- no palinr. u" cough.
no fever no languur. ahuut them. They
are all well and ruddy and snugfui and
bounding with "tciual mirih They told
me tu give their love To yuu: that they
Thought of you hour hy hour. and ihat
when they cuuld he excused from the
heavenly Fairgrounds they came down,
and hovercd over yuu. and kissed your
check. and filled yumr dream with their
| glad faces. and that they would bc at
the gate 10 greet yen when you ascendcd
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