Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1894-01-11

still Instead of the quick feet in the
hall. the heavy tread of those
who march to the grave Oh.
what are people to do amid all
these sorrows? Some sit down and
mourn. Some bite their lip until the
blood comes. Some wiring their pale
hands. Some fall on their faces Some
lie on their backs helpless and look up
into what seems to them an Implying
Heaven. Some pull their hair down
over their eyes and look through with
iend's glare. Some, with both
hands, press their hot brain and want
TO die and cry, 20 God, o God.' Long
night, bitter night. stupendous night
of the worlds suffering! Some know
not which way to turn. But not so the
Christian man. He looks up toward
the Heavens.
He sees bright appearsnce in the
heavens. Can it be only a flashing
meteor? Can it be only falling star?
Can it be only a delusion? Nay. nay.
The longer he looks the more distinct
it becomes, until after awhile he
cries out "A star-a morning star,
a star of comfort, star of grace,
star of peace, the star of the Redeem
er!H Peace for all trouble Balm for
all wounds. Life for all dead Now
Jesus, the great heart healer, comes
into our home. Peacel Peace that
passeth all understanding. We look
up through our tears We are com
forted II is the morning star Of the
Redeemer who broke of that flow
err" said one servant in the garden to
another. "Nho broke off that hower?n
And the other servant said, The mas
ter" Nothing more was said, for If
the master had not the right to break
off flower to wear over his heart or to
set in the wise in the mansion, who
has a right TO touch the flower? And
when Christ comes down into our gar
den to gather lilies, shall we fight him
back2 Shall we talk as though he had
no right to come? If any one in all
the universe has a right to that which
is beautiful in our homes. then our
master has, and he win take it, and he
will wear il over his heart, or he will
set ii in the vase of the palace eternal.
The Lord gave, and the Lord hath
taken away; blessed be the name of
the Lord Peace. troubled soul. ]
put the balm on your wounded heart
tonight The morning star, the morn
ing star of the Redeemer.
Again. Christ heralds the dawn OF
millennial glory. 1t is night in China,
night in India night in Siberia, night
for the vast majority of the worlds
population. But il seems to me there
are some limitations of the morning.
All Spain is to be brought under the
influence of the gospel What is that
light see breaking over the top of the
Pyrenees? The morning Yea. all Italy
shall receive the gospel. She shall have
her schools and her colleges and her
churches Her vast population shall
surrender themselves to Christ What
is that light see breaking over the top
of the Alps? The morning All India
shall come to God Her idols shall be
cast down. Her juggernauts shall be
broken. Her temples of iniquity shall
be demolished What is that light
see breaking over the top of the Hima-
layas? The morning The unpurpled
clouds shall gild the path of the con-
quering day. The Hottentot will come
out of his mud howell to look at the
dawn; the Chinaman will come up on
the granite cliffs, the Norwegian will
get up on the rocks, and all the beach
of Heaven will be crowded with celes-
tial inha bitants come out to see the sun
rise over the ocean of the worlds
agony. They shall come from the east,
n nd from f1a he
from the south, and sit down in the
kingdom of God. These sweltered I'M
der tropical suns These shived I'M
der Icelandic temperature. These
plucked the vineyards in Italy These
packed the tea boxes in China These |
were aborigines lifting up their dusky |
faces in the dawn And the wind shall |
watt it, and every mountain shall be-
come q TRANSPORTATION, and the sea |
will become the walking place of Him |
who trod the wave cliffs of stormy |
Liberals, and the song of joy shall rise
toward heaven, and the great sky will |
become sounding board which shall |
strike back the shout of salvation to |
the earth until it rebounds again to
the throne of the Almighty, and the |
morning star of Christian hope will be-
come the the full sunburst of millen-
NAL glory.
Again, Christ heralds the dawn of |
Heaven upon every Christians dying
pillow. l suppose you have noticed |
that the characteristics of people in
their healthy days are very apt to be
their characteristics in their diving
days. The dying words of ambitious
were, Head of the army"
The dying words of poetic Lord
Byron were, 81 must sleep now"
The dying words of affectionate
Lord Nelson were, Kiss me,
Hardy" The dying words of Voltaire
were, as he saw one whom he sup
posed to be Jesus in the room, Crush
that wretch" But have noticed that
the dying words of Christians always
mean peace. Generally the pain is all
gone, and there is great quietude
through the room. AS one OF these