Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1894-11-10
j. Fl. MILLER & SONS.
allies, pointed back to Ike fortress and

allies. pointed back to Ike fortress and
said, "That place is perfect hell. y
Our lexicographers, aware of the i'm.
rense necessity Of having plenty of
words to express the different SHADES of
trouble, have strewn over their pages
such words az annoyance, distress, :"
"grief, bitterness, "hearteehe, ;"
misery" "tvinge," "pang, " tor
tEre. "afliction, anguish, - e'tribu-
latipn, "wretchodress, wee, " But
have glad sound for every hospital,
for every sickroom, for every lifelong
invalid, for every broken heart. "Thero
shall be no more pain. Thank Godl
Thank Godl
Recognition.
No mGlarias float III the air. No
bruised foot treads that street. No yTea-
ry arm. no painful respiration. No
hectic fush No ono can drink of that
healthy fountain and keep faint hearted
or faint headed. He whose foot touches
that pavement becometh an athlete
The first kiss Of that summer air will
take the wrinkles from the old mans
cheek. Amid the multitude of songsters
not ono diseased throat fine first fash
Of the throne will scatter the darkness
of those who were born blind. See, the
lame man leaps as hart and the dumb
sing From that bath Of infinite delight
VIC shall step forth, our weariness for
gotten Who are these radiant ones?
Why, that one had his jaw shot off at
Fredericksburg; that one lost his eyes
In u powder blast; that one had his
back broken by a fall from the ships
halyards; that one died of gangrene in
the hospital. No more pain. Sure
enough, here is Robert Hall, who never
before saw @ well day. and Edward
Payson, whose body was ever torn Of
distress, and Richard Baxter, who pass
ed through untold physical torture All
well. No more pain. Here, too, are the
Theban legion, a great host of 6,
put to tho sward fer bhfist's sake. No
distortion on their countenanea. No
fires to hurt them, or floods to drown
them, or racks to tear them. All we'll
Here arc the Scotch Covenanters, none
to hunt them now The dark cave and
imprecations of Lord Claverhouse ex-
changed for temple service. and tins
presence Of him who helped Hugh Lati,
mer out Of the fire. All we'll No more
pain.
| set open the door Of heaven until
there blows or yen this refreshing
breeze. The fountains of God have made
it cool, aud the gardens have made it
sweet do not know that Solompa syep
heard on hot day the ice click in an
ice pitcher, but be wrote as if he did
when he said, "As cold waters TO a
thirsty soul, so is good news from far
country. u
Clambering among the Green noun
tains | was tired and hot and thirsty,
and | shall not forget how refreshing il
was when, after awhile, / heard the
mountain brook tumbling over the rocks.
| had no cup, no ohalice. so l got down
on my knees and face to drink. Oh,
ye climbers on the journey, with cut
feet and parched tongues and fevered
temples, listen to the rumbling of sap
phire brooks, amid Powered banks, over
golden shelyings. Listenl 1.-The Lamb
which is in the midst of the throne
shall lead them unto living fountains
Of wafer" ! do not offer it to you in
chalice 10 take this you must bend.
Get down on your knees and on youl
face, and drink out Of this great foun-
tain Of Gods consolation. And, 10,
heard voice from heaven, as the voice
OF many waters. ~