The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1895-09-06


our loved ones seem so Ear away. When
we are In trouble and lonesome, tho J
don't seem to come to us We go or
the banks df tie jordan, and call
aercss VI therz but they don't
seem to hear. We say: 'sls it well
with the child? 1t Is we'll with the
loved ones2" and we listen to hear if
any voice comes back over the waters.
Eoiiel tlonel unbelief says; "They
are dead arid e&ttHct fdfeeets." but,
blessed be God. we have Bible that
tells us different, We open it and find
that they are neithet dead nor extinct
that they iieTef wefe SO much alive
as now-that they are only watt
ing for our coming. and that we shall
join them on the other side of tbs
FLYER. OH. glorious reunion; We can
not grasp it now. Eye hath not seen.
nor ear heard. neither have entered
into the heart Of man the things which
God hath prepared for them that love
Him."
remallx again. we can in this world
yet nd id5a Of the soTg. Of Heaven.
You know there is hothing ihofe in
spring than music Ii the battle of
Waterloo, the Highlanders were Civ
ing away, aud Wellington found out
that the bands of music had ceased
playing. He sent a quick dispatch,
telling them to play. with utmost
spirit, a battle march. The music
started, the High1anders were rallied.
and they dashed ON till the day was
Won. We appreciate the power of secu-
lar music; but do we appreciate the
power of sacred song? There is nothing
more inspiring To me than a whole con-
gregation lifted DIP ON the ways OF
holy melody. When we sing soifie OF
those dear old psalms and tunes they
rouse all the memories of the past.
Why. some of them were cradle-songs
in our fathers house. They are all
sparkling with the morning dew
of a thousand Christian Sabbaths.
They were sung by brothers and
sisters gone now-by voices that
were aged and broken in the
mdsic-voices Hone the less sweet be-
cause they did tremble and break
When hear these old songs sung, it
seems as if all the old country meet
ing homes Joined in the chorus, and
Scotch kirk and Sailors Bethel and
Western cabins; until the whole conti-
nent lifts the doxoiogy and the seepters
of eternity beat time to the music:
Away then with your starveling tunes
that chill the devotions of the sanctu-
airy, aid make the people sit silent
when Jesus is coming to HosanTia.
But, my friends, If music on earth Is
so sweet. what will it be in Heaveni
They all know the tune there. Me-
thinks the tune of Heaven will be
made up partly from the songs OF
earthl the best parts of all our hymns
and TUNES going to add to the cong OF
Moses and the Lamb All the best
singers of all the ages will join it
choirs of white-robed children! cho;rs
of patriarchs! choirs of apostlesl
Morning stars e1apping their cymbals.
Harpers with their harps. Great
anthems of God, roll OIL roll onl-
ether empires joining the harmony
till the thrones are full of it, and the
nations all saved. Anthem shall touch
anthem, chorus join chorus, aid all
the sweet sounds of earth and Heaven
be poured into the ear of Christ
David Of the harp will be there.
Gabriel of the trumpet will be there.
Germany. redeemed, will pour forth
its deep bass voice into the song, and
Africa will add to the music with her
matchless voices.
l wish we could anticipate that song.
/ wish in the closing hymns of the
churches to-day we might catch an
echo that slips from the gates. Who
knows but that when the Heavenly
doors opens to-day to let some soul
through there may come forth the
strains of the jubilant voices until we
catch it? Oh, that as the song drops
down from Heaven it might meet half
way song coming up from earthl