The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-02-05

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erSof earth are worthy of bel kept IN
such heavenly shape2' "Why. said the
angel, there is nothing that so moves
heaven as he prayers Of earth, and they
are set up in sight Of these infinite multi
tudes, and, more than all, in the sight of
Christ, and he cannot forget them, and
they are before him without end"
Then we came out, and as the Temple is
always open, and some worship at one
hour and hers at other hours, we passed
down the street amid the JhrOngS coming
10 and going from the Great Temple. And
we passed along through a street called
Martyr Place, and we met there, or saw
sitting at the windows, the souls of those
who on earth went through fire and food,
and under sword and rack. We saw John
! WiCklife, whose ashes were by decree Of
/ the Council of Constance thrown into the
river; and Rogers, who bathed his hands
/ in the fire as though it had been water
and Bishop Hooper, and Mchail and
/ Latimer, and Ridley, ana POiycarp, whom
! the flames refused to destroy as they bent
/ outward till a spear did the work, and
some of the Albigenses, and Huguenots,
and consecrated Quakers who were slain
/ for their religion. They had on them
many scars, but their scars were
illumined, and they had on their faces
look of especial triumph.
Then we passed along Song row and
/ VIC u4Eb SOlilG . LuC blu EOSpGl oiuSCtS
! THAT is Isaac Watts" said my aJten-
| dant. As we came up TO him he asked
me if the churches on earth were still
! singing the hymns he composed at the
| house Of Lord and Indy Abney, to whom
| he paid visit of % 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 gospel triumphs
with his hymn, Salvation, Q the Joyful
! Song" and often reused their deyotions
| by his hymn, Come We that Love the
Lord"
While we were talking he introduced
me to another of the song writers, and
! said This is Charles Wolsey, who be-
| longed on earth to a different church from
| mine, but we are all now members 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, Awaken"
! or Come, Let us Join our Friends Above ="
or Love Divine, All Love Excelling."
And while we were talking on that street
called Song row, Kirk White, the con-
| Sumptlve college student, now eVerlast-
| ing well, came up, and we talked over his
! old Christmas hymn, when Marshalled
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 dementia at
| tempted suicide, and we talked over the
wide earthly celebritya and heavenlypower
! of his old hymns, "Wheu / can Read my
Title Clear" and, There IS a Fountain
| Filled with Blood
And there we met George w. Beth ne,
Of wondrous Brooklyn pastorate, and
told him of how his comforting hymn had
been sung at obsequies all around the
world-"lt Is Not Death to Die" And
Ioplady came up and asked whether the
church was still making use of his old
hymn, Crock Of Ages, Cleft for Me"
And we met also on Song row, Newton,
and Hastings, and Montgomery, and Ho-
ratio BOnar, and we heard floating from
window to window snatches of the old
hymns which they started on earth, and
started never to die.
But" say some of my hearers. Ibid
you see anything Of our friends in
heaveni" Oh, yes, | did. Did you see
my children there!" says some one, and
are there any marks of their last sickness
still upon them}" l did see them, but
there was no pallor, no cough, no fever,
no languOr about them. They are all we'll
aud ruddy, and songful, and bounding
with eternal mirth. They told me to
give their love 10 you; that they thought
| of you hour by hour. and that when they
could be excused from the heavenly play
grounus they came down and lowered
over you, and kissed your cheek. and
filed your dreams with their glad faces,
and that they would be at the gate to
greet you when you assembled to be with
Them forever.
But, says the voice, "did you see our
glorihed friendsP' Yes. l saw them, and
they are well in the land across which no
pneumonias, or palsies, or dropsies. or ty-
phoids ever sweep. The aroma blows
over from orchids with trees bearing
twelve manner of fruits, and gardens,
compared with which ChatswOrth is a
desert. The climate is a mingling of an
earthly June and October; the balm of
the one and the tonic of the other The
social life in that realm where they are is
superb and perfect. No controversies, or
| lealousies, or hates; but love, universal
| love, everlasting love. And they told me
to tell you not TO weep for them, for their
happiness knows no bound, and it is only
question of time when you shall reign
with them in the same palace and jOin
with them in the same exploration of
planets, and the same tour of worlds
But yonder in this assembly is an up-
turned face that seems to ask how about
, the ages of those in heaven do my de-
parted children remain children, or have
they losS their childish vivacity! Do nv
departed parents remain aged. or have
they lost the venerable out of their
natureF' Well, from what | saw I think
childhood had a,tN anced 20 full maturity
of facu ~, refining all the residence of
Childhood, and that the aged had retreat
ed TO mid-lifc, freed from all decadence
but still retaining the charm of the vener-
able In other words it was fully devel-
oped and complete life of ali souls,
whether young or old
Some one says, "Will you tell us what
most impressed you in heaveul" / will
l was most impressed with the reversal
of earthly conditions. l knew, of course
that there would be differences of attire
and residence in heaven, for Paul had de-
clared long ago that souls would then diff
fer "as one star dihereth from another. a"
as Mars from Mercury, as Saturr from
| Jupiter. But al every step in my dream
in heaven | was anna ed to see that some
who were expected to be high in heaven
were low down, and some who were ex-
pected to be low down We're high up. You
thought. for Instance, that those born of
pious parentage, and of naturally
good disposition, and of brilliant
faculties, and of all STYLES
of attractiveness, will move in the
highest range of celestial spI udor and
pomp. No, no. l found the highest
thrones, the brightest coronets. the
richest mansions, were o cupied by those
who had reprobaJe father. or bad mo her,
and who Inherited the twis ed natures of