Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1895-04-18

tose state is brief death, giving the
soul an excursion into the next world.
from which it comes back--a furlougk
of few hours granted from the con-
fiict of life to which it must return.
1 called at my friends house one sum
mer day. / found the yard all piled up
with rubbish of carpenters and masons
work. The door was off. The plumb
ers had torn up the floor. The roof was
being lifted in cupola. All the pictures
were gone and the paper-hangers were
doing their work. All the modern inn
provements were being introduced into
that dwelling. There was not a room
in the house fit to live in at that time,
although month before when visited
that house everything was so beauti-
full 1 could not have suggested an i'm
provement. My friend had gone with
his family to the Holy Land, expecting
to come back at the end of six months,
when the building was to be done. And
oh! what was his joy when at the end
of six months he returned and the old
house was enlarged and improved and
glorified. That is your body. 1t looks
well now. All the rooms filled with
health, and we could hardly make a
suggestion. But after awhile your soul
are gone the old house of your taber-
nacle will will be entirely reconstruct
ed from cellar to attic; every nerve,
muscle and bone and tissue and artery
must be hauled over, and the old struct-
ure will be FURNISHED and adorned and
raised and cupolaed and enlarged, and
all the improvements of heaven intro
duced, and you will move into it on res
direction day. For we know that If
our earthly house of this tabernacle
were dissolved, we have building OF
God, house not made with hands,
eternal in the heavens" Oh, what a
day when body and soul meet again!
They are very fond of each other. Did
your body ever have a pain and your
soul not re-echo it? Or, changing the
question, did your soul ever have any
trouble and your body not sympathize
with it, growing wan and weak under
the depressing influence? Or, did your
soul ever have a gladness but your
body celebrated it with kindled eye and
cheek and elastic step. Surely, God
never intended two such good friends
to be very long separated. And so
when the worlds last Easter morning
shall come, the soul will descend, cry
ing, Where is my body?" and the body
w
soul?" and the Lord of the resurrection
will bring them together and it will be
a perfect soul in perfect body, intro
duced by perfect Christ into perfect
heaven. Victory! taf"f
Only the bad disapprove Of the resur-
rection. A cruel heather warrior heard
Mr.. Moffat, the missionary, preach
about the resurrection, and he said to
the missionary, "Will my father rise in
the last day." YES" said the mis-
sionary. will all the dead in battle
rise?" said the cruel chieftain. Yes"
said the missionary. Then" said the
warrior, "let me hear no more about
the resurrection day. There can be no
resurrection, there shall be no resur-
rection. 1 have slain thousands in bat
tie. Will they rise?" All! there will
be more to rise on that day than those
want to see whose crimes have never
been repented of. But for all others
who allowed Christ to be their pardon,
and life, and resurrection, it will be
day of victory. The thunders of the
last day will be the salvo that greets
you into harbor. The lightnings will
be only the torches of triumphal pro-
cession marching down to escort you
home. The burning worlds flashing
through immensely will be the rockets
celebra ting your coronation on thrones,
where you will reign forever, and for
ever, and forever. Where is death?
What have we to do with death? AS
YOUR reunited body and soul swing off
from this planet on that last day, you
will see deep gashes all up and down
the hills, deep gashes all through the
valleys, and they will be the emptied
graves they will be the abandoned Sc
pulchres, with rough ground tossed on
either side of them, and slabs will lie
uneven on the rent hillocks, and there
will be fallen monuments and ceno-
taphs, and then for the first time you
will appreciate the full eXhilaration Of
the text, "He will swallow up death In
victory"
Hail the Lord of earth and heaven!
Praise to thee by both be given;
Thee we greet triumphant now,
Hail the resurrection Thou!