Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1894-02-10

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slain. Under the overpowsiing liar
manY fell back. said let Us go,
This is too much for mortal ears. lean
not hear the overwhelming symphony.
But noticed as | was about to turn
away that on the steps OF the altar was
something like the lachyrmal, or tear
bottle. as | had seen it in the earthly
museums, the iachrymals, or tear bottles.
into which the orientals usel to weep
their griefs aud set them away as sacred.
But this iachyrmai, or tear bottle, in
stead Of earthen ware. ms those the ori
entails use'l. was lustrons and fiery with
many splendors and it. was towering
and OF great capacity. And SAID to my
attending angel, What is that great
iaeiirymal, or tear bottle, standing on
the step Of the altar and the angel
said; Why don't yon known That is
the bottle to which David, the psalmist,
referred in this tlfty sixth psalm when
he said. Pit thop my tears into thy
bottle 1t is full Of tears from earth =
tears Of repentance, tears of bereave-
ment, tears Of Joy. tears Of many cen
tlries 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 up on all those shelves. And
said: Why the setting up OF those
Walls at this timer 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 walls, newly set up. are
what the Bible speaks Of as golden
vials full of odors, which are the
prayers of saints And said TO the
accompanying angel. Can it be posi-
hle that the prayers Of earth are worthy
Of bci,fg kept in such heavenly shape:"
Why said the angel, there is moth
ing that SC moves heaven as the prayers
Of earth. aud they are set up in sight of
these infinite mnltitudes. and. more
than all, in the sight of Christ, and he
cannot forget them. and they are before
him world without end. "
TUE GREAT CHRISTIAN SEEN.
Then we came ont. and as the temple
is always open and some worship at one
hour and others at other hours we
passed down the street amid the througs
coming to and going from the great TEN
Pile And we passed along through u
street called Martyr place, and we met
there, or saw sitting at the windows,
the sonls of those who on earth went
through fire and blood and under sword
and rack We saw John Wyclif whose
ashes were by decree Of the coun-
ell Of Constance thrown into the river,
and Rogers. who batbed his hands in
the fire a. though il had been water.
aud Bishop Hooper AMI McKaii and
Latimer and Ridley and Polycarp,
whom the flames refused to DESTROY as
they bent outward till Il spear did the
work. and some OF the Albigenses and
Huguenots and consecrated Quakers
who were slain for theiI religion They
had Oh them many scars, hut their scars
were illumined and they had or theiI
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 mt the
house of Lord and Lady Ahney, TO
whom he paid visit of SO 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 Cos
pei triunlphs with his hymn. Saliva
ton. Oh. the Joyful Song" and often
reused their devotions 10y his hymn.
Come We That Love the Lord.
While we were talking he introduced
me to another of the song writers and
Gaid. This is Charles Wesley, who he
longed on earth to different church
from mine. but we are 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 Abovel" or, love
Divine, All Love Excelling." And
while we were talking on that street
called Song row Kirk White. the con
sumptive college student, now everlast-
ingly well. came mp. and we talked over
his old Christmas hymn, When Mar
shaled on the Nightly Plain. And
William COwper came up, now entirely
recovered from his religious melancholy
and not looking as if he had ever in de-
mentia attempted snicide. 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
Bleed
And there we met George W Be
thnne Of wondrous Brooklyn E,aStorste
and told him Of how his comforting
hymn had been sung at oiIsequies all
around the world lit Is Not Death to
Die And Toplady came mp and asked
ahuut whether the church was still max
ing nse of his old hymn, Rock of Ages,
cleft For Me And we met also on Song
row Newton and Hastings and Mont
gumery and Iinratio Bonar. and we
heard floating from window to window
tnatches of the old hymns which they
started ON earth aud started never TO die
But, say some OF my hear"rs. did
ynu SEQ anything of our friends il
heaven" Oh yes. did. 'Pid ypu see
my children there" saws snmc one.
and are there any marks at their last
sickness still upnn them> | did see
them. Int there was no pallor. 10 cuugh.
no fever no lauguor. about th"m. They
are all well and rudhy and sougiul and
bonding with eternal mirth Tibet told
me TO give their love to you: that hey
thought of you hour by hour and that
when they could hc excused from the
heavenly Fairgrounds they camc down,
aud lowered over you, and kissed your
cheek. and filed your dream with their
glad faces, and that they would be at
the gate to greet yen when you ascended
20 be with them forever.
but" say other voices. did YOU