The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1895-01-03
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Not SO high the gilded and jeweic
and embroidered cradle Of the Henry
of England, or the Louis Of France, o
the Frederick Of Prussia. Now
find out that that Bethlehem cri
fed not SO much the oxen of TIL
stall as the white horses OF Apocalyp
tic vision. Now find the swal
ding clothes enlarging and emblazon
ing into an imperial robe for q con
queror. Now / find that the star O
that Christmas night was only tn,
diamonded sandal of Him who hath
the moon under his feet. Now ] came
to understand that the music Of that
night was not a complete song, blu,
only the stringing Of the instruments
for a great chorus Of two worlds, the
base to be carried by earthly nations
saved and the soprano by Kingdoms Of
glory won
Oh. Heaven, Heaven, Heaven! ]
shall meet you there. After all oar
imperfections are gone ] shall meet
you there. look out to-day through
the mist Of years. through the fog that
rises from the cold Jordan, through
the wide open door of solid pearl 10
that reunion. I expect to see you
there as certainly as see you here.
What time we shall have in high
converse, talking over the sins par
doned, and sorrows comforted, and
battles triumphant
Some of your children have already
gone, and though people passing along
the street and seeing white Grape on
the door bell may have said, 1T is
only a child" yet when the broken
hearted father came to solicit my serv-
ice he said. Come around and comfort
us, for we loved her so much"
What Christmas morning it will
make when those with whom ron used
to keep the holidays are all around
you in Heaveni Silver haired old faith
er young again, and mother who had
SO many aches and pains and decrepi-
tudes well again, and all your brothers
and sisters and the little ones How
glad they will be to see you! They
have been waiting. The last time they
saw your face it was covered with tears
and distress, and pallid from long
and one OF them can im-
agine to-day, with ono hand holding
last the shining gate, and the other
hand swung out toward you saying:
Steer this way, father, steer straight for me
Here safe in Heaven am waiting for thee
Oh, those Bethlehem angels, when
hey went back after the concert that
hight over the hills, forgot to shut the
loor. All the secret is out. No more
Use of trying to hide from US the glo-
les to come. 1t is too late to shut the |
,ate. 1t is blocked wide open with
losannas marching this way and halle
ujahs marching that way. In the
plendor of the anticipation feel as if
was dying-not physically, for /
ever was more well-but in the trans |
ort of the Christmas transfgura-
ion.
What almost humans me is the
bought that it is provided for such
inners as you and / have been. If it
ad been provided only for those who
ad always thought right, and spoken
ght, and acted right, you and /
'ould have had no interest in it, had
o share in it You and would have
.uck to the raft midocean and let the
nip sail by carrying perfect passen-
ers from perfect life on earth to u
erfect life in heaven. But 1 have
card the commander of that ship is
lie same great and glorious and SYM
athletic one who hushed the tempest
'ound the boat on Galilee, and have
card that all the passengers on the
Zip are sinners saved by grace. And
we hail the ship, and it bears down
lis way, and we come by the side of
aud ask the captain two questions
Who art thou? And whence?" And
, says: II am captain of salvation,
I'd am from the manger." On, bright
,ristmas morning of my souls de-
yht. Chime all the bells Merry
lriStmas!
Merry with the thought of sins for
ven, merry with the idea of sorrows
mforted, merry with the raptures to
me Oh, lift that Christ from the
anger and lay him down in all our
arts! We may not bring to him as
silly present as the Magi brought,
It we bring to his feet and to the
anger to-day the frankincense OF our
y, the prostration of our worship.
Down at His feet, all churches, all
es.al earth, all Heaven. Down at His
It, the four and twenty elders on :
cir faces Down, the great multi
de that no man can number" Down,
chael, tho archange! Down, all
'rlds at His feet and worship. "Glo-
to God in the highest. and on earth
ace, good will to menu
Wheat Farming-Did / understand
u to say that Thompson was farm
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