Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1894-03-29
EASTER SUNDAY.
Death is Swallowed Up in Victory =
Leok to the Void to G me.

He has risen as He said.
A.lelu liza
"Behold the place where they laid
him"
This is the salutation of joy that
greeted the good women of long ago
who went early to the toms If the
Saviour on the first Sabbath morn
ing after the Crucifixion. It is the
same canticle of Joy that has res
sounded throughout the Christian
world ever since on the annual re.
currence OF this glad and glorious
feast of Easter, which has been
called-and is-she 20 1een of
Feasts," because it commem crates
greatest events in the history Of
nankind-the Resurrection from
the dead Of the cruc.f Fl d Saviour
| BY His triumph over death ''dea
clared to be the Son Of God" By
that grand accomplishment all that
Christ claimed for Himself. was estab-
lished and confirmed forever. The
gates were lifted up, the everlasting
doors were opened, the King of
Glory entered in-and all prophecy
was fulfilled in the bringing in of
Everlasting Righteousness, tie an
nointing of the Most Holy. The
RENT veil of the Temple opened tie
sanctuary to the wo-ld; and that
revelation proclaimed the opening of
Heaven to mankind Life and
Immortality brought to Light by
the Gospel
Tais is the signitica ce of E lster
and therefore it is that for forty
days, not including Sundays, the
forty days of fasting and prayer
with which Christ fortified himself
for his passion, crucifxion and the
grand finishing of the great plan o.
mans redemption, IS co0memorated'
There is at this beautiful and gio-
riors season cf the year, a strong
| harmony in all creation with this
day Of leJolc1ng to the world-a
Beneaicte Oha11ta opera.
The time has passed when Easter
comes as belonging to any one de-
nomination of Christians, hardly even
to Christendon. The thought of the
+ beyond the grave, "the pleasing
hope, the fond desire, the longing
after Immortality" is the deepest
and most earnest craving o.
the soul. It is the instinct, the
seal, the divine mysterious jewe
OF the soul-man's credential al
| Lord of Creation. We cannot be
lieve that We are dust only, return
ing to dust, brief candle ceasins
forever with the breaking Of it
candlestick. We cannot, we vii
not believe that the loved and beau
tiful, the deer and honored treas
ares Of our soul. that have been th'
light Of our lives, part from US for
ever. Their lights do not go o0t
lOur own consciousness, our pro-
| foundest convictions, the depths o.
our b-ing protest against their ex
tinguishment. When their sta.
here is over we consecrate the eart'
itgelf-by committing to its bosom al
that remains of them, but with al
confidence ''Iooking to the genera
resurrection at the last day, aad tn
Lf= Of the world to come"
At this season of the year, tn
swelling, bursting earth, the start
! ing buds, the new, fresh leaves, tn
: blossoms, the fitting clouds, all tn
world il a holiday attire, resonan
!. with the sorgs of the birds, seems t
join the grand triumphal hymn
"Arise, Shine, for Thy Light i
Jome.'' Or, softly, sweetly, beau
+ tifully, Mother Nature, with renewe
t youth, seems smilingly to sing
t gentle, loving sorg of awakenin
over infant immortals sleeping il
their beds. The old earth, baptise
; in the rains and floods of wiLtel
. seems rising to a new life Of righ
eousness and joy
Resurrection is IN the ground an
air and skies. Everything >bespeak
= Joy and tells of hope and promis'
h The old things have passed ava
<. with the dreary discomfort OF lon
. cold months, and all things hav
Il become new. The Heavens them
e selves have taken on deeper blue
: and the beautiful clouds specis
- freshness, and the earth breathe
. out pure and delicious tragranc
e for the time. All souls feel tn
! buoyancy and general impulse th
i soul of humanity publishes and re
: spond-: "The Lord is risen i
d The Lord is risen indeed! An
the world reioices in the shou