The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1894-11-16
TALMAGE's SERMON.
A Graphic Picture Of the Future
Life In Heaven.
The AgonIes and Perplexitiea OF This World
Unknown and Unfelt There, But
60 Gain this Reward One
Must Repent

Kew. DIR. Ialmagc, who IS now near
ing tho close Of his globe-circling tour
and win shortly reach American shores,
selected as the subject of this weeks
sermon through the press: Victory
Over Pain" the text being;
Neither shalt there be any more pain.-Rev-
elatiOn, XXI 4.
The first question that you ask
when about to change your residence
to any city is: "What is the health OF
the place? is IL shaken of terrible dis
orders2 what are the bills of mortality?
what is the death rate? how high rises
the thermometer And am / not rea-
sOnable in asking, What are the sani-
tary conditions of the heavenly city
into which we all hope to move? My
text answers it by saying: Neither
shall there by any more pain"
First, I remark, there will no pain
of disappointment in heaven. If
could put the picture of what you an
ticipated of life when you began it, be
side the picture of what you have re-
allied, would find a great difference.
You have stumbled upon great disap-
pointments. Perhaps you have ex-
pected riches, and you have worked
hard enough to gain them; you have
planned and worried and persisted un-
til your hands were worn and your
brain was racked and your heart
tainted, and at the end of this long
strife with misfortune you find that
you have not been positively defeated,
II has been drawn battle. 1t is still
tug and tussle-this year losing what
you gained last, financial uncertainties
pulling down faster than You build.
For perhaps twenty or thirty years
you have been running your craft
straight into the teeth Of the wind.
Perhaps you have had domestic dis
appointment. Your children, upon
whose education you have lavished
your hard-earned dollars, have not
turned out as you expected. Notwith-
standing all your counsels and prayers
and painstalxing, they win not do right
Many good father has had a bad boy.
Absalom trod on Davids heart. That
mother never imagined all this as
twenty or thirty yrars ago she sat by
that child's cradle.
Your life has been chapter of dis
appointments. But, come with me,
and 1 will show you different scene
BY Gods grace, entering the other city
you will never again have a blasted
hope. The most jubilant of expecta-
tions will not reach the realization.
Coming to the top Of one hill of joy,
there win be other heights rising upon
the vision. This song of transport will
but lift you TO higher anthems; the
sweetest choral but prelude to more
tremendous harmony; all things better
than you had anticipated-the robe
richer, the crown brighter, the temple
Erander, the Thong mightier.
Further, remark, there will be no
pain of WEAKNESS. 1t may be many
hours since you quit work, but many
Of you are unrested, some from over
work and some from dullness of trade,
the latter more exhausting than the
former Your ankles ache, your spir-
its flag, you want rest. Are these
wheels always to turn? these shuttles
fly? these axes to hew? these shOvels
TO delve? these pens to fly? these
books TO be posted? these goods to be
sold?
All! the great holiday approaches.
No more curse of taskmasters. No
more calculation until the brain is be-
wildered. No more pain. No more
carpentry, for the mansions are all
built. No more masonry, for the walls
are all reared. No more diamond cut
ting, for the gems are all set. No more
gold beating, for the crowns are all
completed. No more agriculture, for
the harvests are spontaneous.
Further, there will be no more pain
of poverty. 1t is hard thing to be
really poor; TO have your coat wear
out and no money TO get another; to
have your flour barrel empty, and
nothing to buy bread with for your chill
dren; to live in an unhealthy row, and
have no means to change your habita-
ton; TO have your child sick with
some mysterious disease, and not be
able TO secure eminent medical ability;
to have son or daughter begin the
world, and You not have anything to
help them an starting; with a mind
capable of research and high con-
temptation, TO be perpetually fixed on
questions of mere Livelihood.
Poets try 10 throw romance about
the poor mans cot; but there is no ro-
nance about it. Poverty is hard,
cruel, unrelenting. But Lazarus
walked up without his rags and his dis
cases, and so all of Christ's poor wake
up at last without any of their disad-
vantages-no almshouses, for$hey are
all princes; no rents TO pay, for the
residence is gratuiCous; no garments to
buy, for the robes arc divinely fash
toned; no seats in church for poor
folks, but equality among temple wor-
shippers. No novels, no hard crusts, no
insufficient apparel. They shall hun
ger no more, neither thirst any more,
neither shall the sun light on them nor
any heat" No more pain!
Further, there viii be no pain of
parting. All these associations must
some time break up. We clasp hands
and walk together; and talk and laugh
and weep together; but we must after
awhile separate. Your grave will be
in one place, mine in another. We look
each other full in the face for the last
time. We Will be sitting together some
evening, or walking together some day,
and nothing viii be unusual in our APP
pearance our conversation; but God
knows that it is the last time, and mos
sengers from eternity, on their errand
10 take US away, know it is the last
time; and in Heaven, where they make
ready for our departing spirits, they
know il is the last time.
Oh, the long agony of earthly separa-
ton! II is awful to stand in your nur-
serv fighting death back from the