The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1895-09-07

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she was lifelong invalid. See he
step now and hear her voice now
Catch. II you can. one breath of that &c
lestial air. Health in oil pulses
Health OF vision; health of spirits; i'm
mortal health. No raclring cough, NJ
sharp pleurisies, no consuming fevers
no exhausting pains, no hospitals o.
wounded men. Health swinging II
the air; health flowing In all tn,
streams; health blooming on the
banks. No headaches, no sidenchcs
no backachea That child that died II
the agonies of the Group, hear hel
voice now ringing in the anthem
That old man that went bowed dowr
with the infirmities of age, see him
walk now with the step of an immor
tai athlete-forever young again
That night when the needlewomar
tainted away in the garnet, u wave OF
the heavenly air resuscitated her for
ever. For everlasting years. to have
neither ache, nor pain, nor weakness,
nor fatigue. Eye hath not seen it,
ear hath not heard it."
remark. further, that we can in
this world get no just idea of the
splendor of Heaven. st. John tries to
describe it. He says: "The twelve
gates are twelve pearls" and that
''the foundations of the wall are gar
nished with all manner of precious
stones" AS we stand looking through
the telescope of St John, we see blaze
of amethyst, and pearl, and emerald,
and sardonyx, and chrysoprasus, and
sapphire-a mountain of light, a cata-
ract of color, sea Of glass, and a city
like the sun.
st. John bids us look again, and we
see thrones, thrones of the prophets.
thrones of the patriarchs, thrones of
the angels, thrones of the apostles,
thrones of the martyrs, throne of Jesus
throne Of God. And we turn round
to see the glory and it is-Thrones!
Thrones! Thrones!
St John bids us look again, and we
see the great procession of the re-
deemed passing; Jesus, on white
horse, leads the march, and all the
armies of salvation following on white
horses. Infinite cavalcade passing,
passing; empires pressing into line,
ages following ages. Dispensation
tramping on after dispensation. Glory
in the track OF glory. Europe, Asia,
Africa and North and South America
pressing into lines. Islands of the sea
shoulder to shoulder. Generations
before the flood following gen.
erations after the flood, and as
Jesus rises at the head of that
great host and waves His sword
in signal OF. victory, all crowns are
lifted, and all ensigns flung out. and
all chimes rung, and all hallelujahs
chanted, and some cry: GLORY to God
most high" and some: "Hosanna to
the Son of David" and some: Worthy
is the Lamb that was slain"-till all
EXPLANATIONS OF endearment and hon.
age in the vocabulary of Heaven are
exhausted, and there come up surge
after surge of "Amen Amen! Amen!"
Eye hath not seen it, ear hath not
heard it." Skim from the summer wa
ters the brightest sparkles, and you
will get no idea OF the sheer of the
everlasting sea. Pile up the splendors
of the earthly cities, and they would
not make stepping stone by which
you might mount to the city of God.
Every house is palace. Every step a
triumph. Every covering Of the head
q coronation. Every meal Is q ban
quet Every stroke from the tower a
wedding bell. Every day is a jubilee,
every hour rapture, and every mo-
ment an ccstacy. Eye hath not seen
it, ear hath not heard it."
remark, further, wo can get no idea
on earth Of the reunions O! Heaven. II
you have ever been across tho sen, and
met q friend, or even m acquaintance.
in some strange city, you remember
how your blood thrilled and how glad
you were to see him. What, then, will
be our JOY, after we have passed the
seas of death, to meet in the bright
City of the Sun those from whom we
have been long separated! After we
have been away from our friends ten
or fifteen years, and we como upon
them. we see how differently they look.
The hair has turned, and wrinkles have
come in their faces, and we say: "How
you have changed" But oh, when you
stand before the throne, oil cares gone
from the face. all marks Of sorrow dis
appear. and feeling the Joy of that
blessed land, methinks we will say to
each other, with an exultation we can
not long imagine: How you have
changed" In this world we only meet
to part. 1t Is good-by. good-by. Fare
wells floating in the air. We hear IT
at the rail-car window, and at tho
steamboat wbarf-good-b Children
lisp 1t, and old age answers 1t. Some
times we say 1t in fight way
good by;" and sometimes with an
guish in which the soul breaks down.
Good-by! All! that is the word that
ends the thanksgiving banquet; that
is the word that comes in to close the
Christmas chant. Good-by! good-by!
But not so in Heaven. Welcomes in the
air, welcomes at the gates, welcomes
at the house of many mansions-but,
no good-by. That group is constantly
being augmented. They are going-up
from our cities OF earth to join it.
little voices to join the antbem-little
hands to take hold OF it in the great
home circle-little feet to dance in
the eternal glee-little crowns to be
cast down before the feet of Jesus.
Our friends are in two groups--a group
this side Of the river, and a proup on