Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1894-04-26

mathematician m Never had any ono been
so meanly treated. Cradle of straw among
goats and camels-thnt was the worlds
reception OF him Rocky cliff with ham
mors pounding spikes through tortured
nerves-that was the worlds farewell sal
utation. Tho slaughter of that scene some
times hides tho loveliness of the sufferer.
Under the saturation of tears and blood
we sometimes fail to see the sweetest face
OF earth and heaven. Altogether lovely
Gan coolest criticism find an unkind word
he over spoke, or an unknd action that he
ever performed or an unllind thought that
he ever harbored2
What marvel it is that all the nations
OF earth do not rise up in raptures of affec-
ton for himl ! must say it here and now.
lift my right hand in solemn attestation.
love him, and the grief of my life is that
l 90 not love him more. Ia it an imperti-
nence for me to ask, do you, my nearer
you, my reader, love himp Has he become
part of your naturcp Have you commit
ted your children Oh earth into his keeping
as'your children in heaven are already in
his busomf las he done enough to win your
conlidcnccY Can you trust him. living and
dying and forever? Is your back or your
face toward him? Would you like to have
his hand TO guide you? His might to pro-
tect you? His grace to comfort you? His
suifcrings to atone for sou? His arms to
welcome your His love to encirclo you?
His heaven to crown you?
The Conqucrors Throne.
Oh, that we might all have something
of the great German reformcr's love for
this Christ, which led him to say: eff any
ono knocks Mt tho door of my breast and
says who lives there my reply is, Jesus
Christ lives here, not Martin Luther. 4"
Will it not be grand if when we get
through this short and rugged road of life
we can go right up into his presence and
live with him world without end?
And if, entering tho gate of that heaven
ly city, we should be 50 overwhelmed with
our unworthiness ON the one side and the
supcrnal splcndor on the other side we get
littlc bcwidcrcd and should for few
moments be lost on the streets of gold and
among the Furnished temples and the
sapphire thrones, there would be plenty to
show Us the way and take us out of our
joyful bewildcrmcnt, and perhaps tho
woman Of Main would say, Come, let me
take you to the Christ who raised my only
boy to life" and Martha would say,
Come, let me take YOU to the Christ who
brought up my brother Lazarus from the
tomb, " and one OF the disciples would
say, Come, and let me take you to the
Christ who saved our sinking ship in the
hurricane on GCnnonret,' and Paul
would say, Come and let me lead you to
the Christ for whom died on the road TO
Ostia,' and whole groups of martyrs
would say, Come. let us show you the
Christ for whom we ratified the chain and
waded the floods and dared the fires, " and
our own glorifcd kindred would flock
around us, saying. we have been waiting
"A good while for you, but before VIC talk
over old times, and we tell you of what we
have enjoyed since We have been here, and
you tell us Of what you have suffered since
we parted, come, como and let us show
you the greatest sight in all the place, the
most resplendcnt throne and upon it the
mighticst conquoror, the eX@ltation of
heaven, the theme of the immortals, the
altogether great, the altogether good, the
altogether fair tie altogether lovelyi"
Well, the deli i ful morn VIII come,
Wien nv dear lord will bring me home,
And | shal see his face.
Then with my saviour, Brother, Friend,
IL blest eteinit shall spend,
Triumphant in his grace.