Connecticut western news., 1895-09-05

ness which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will give me in that day, and not to mo only, but to all them that love his appearingr' Do you not see that Christ is chief in dying allevia- tions?
 Toward the last hour of our earthly residence we are speeding. When l see the sunset, I say, "One day less to live" When see the spring blossoms scattered, say, Another season gone forever" When close the Bible on Sabbath night, I say, Another Sabbath departed. '' When I bury friend, l say, Another earthly attraction gone forever" What nimble feet the years havei The roebucks and the lightnings run not so fast. From decade to decade, from sky to sky, they go at a bound. There is place for us, whether marked or not, where you and I will sleep the last sleep, and the men are now living who will, with solemn tread, carry us to our resting place. Aye, it is known in heaven whether our departure will be a coronation or banishment. Brighter than banqueting hall through which the light feet of the dancers go up and down to the sound of tru1npeters will be hessepulcher through whose rifts the holy light of heaven streameth. God will watch you. He will send his angels to guard your slumbering dus :, until, at Christ's behest, they shall roll away the stone.
 Christ In Heaven.
 So, also, Christ is chief of heaven. The Bible distinctly says that Christ is the chief theme of the celestial ascrip- tion, all the thrones facing his throne, all the palms waved before his face, all the crowns down at his feet. Cherubim to cherubim, seraphim to seraphim, re- deemed spirit to redeemed spirit shall recite the Saviour's earthly sacrifice.
 Stand on some high hill of heaven, and in all the radiant sweep the most glorious object will be Jesus. Myriads gazing on the scars of his suffering, in silence first, afterward breaking forth into exclamation. The martyrs, all the purer for the flame through which they passed, will say, "This is the Jesus for whom we died" The apostles, all the happier for the shipwreck and the scourging through which they went, will say, "This is the Jesus whom we preached at Corinth, and at Cappadocia, and at Antioch, and at Jerusalem. '" Little children clad in white will say, ''This is the Jesus who took us in his arms and blessed us, and when the storms of the world were too cold and loud brought us into this beautiful place.. '" The multitude of the bereft will say, "This is the Jesus who com forted us when our hearts broke. Many who wandered clear off from God and plunged into yagabondism, but were saved by grace, will say: This Is the Jesus who pardoned us. We were lost on the mountains, and he brought us home We were guilty, and he has made us white as snow." Mercy boundless, grace unparalleled. And then, after each ono has recited his peculiar deliv- erances and peculiar mercies, recited them as by solo, all the voices will come together into great chorus, which will make the arches echo and re-echo with the eternal reverberation of tri- | umph.
 Edward I was so anxious to go to the | Holy Land that when he was about to | expire he bequeathed $160, 900 to have his heart, after his decease, taken to | the Holy Land in Asia Minor, and his request was complied with. But there are hundreds today whose hearts are al- ready ill the Holy Land of heaven. Where your treasures are, there are your hearts also. Quaint John Bunyan caught glimpse of that place, and in his quaint way he said: And heard in my dream, and, To the bells of the city rang again for joy, and as they opened the gates to let in the men I looked in after them, and, To! the city shone like the sun, and there were streets of gold, and men walked on them, harps in their hands, to ring praises with all, and after that they shut up the gates, which, when I had seen, wished my. | self among them"