The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1895-09-06
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, cry" and the next day, they went to
the graveyard and they laid the body
, of the mother down into the ground;
and the little girl came up to the verge
of the grave, and, looking down at
the body of her mother. said: is this
Heaven" Oh, we have no idea what
Heaven is. 1t is the grave here--it Is
darkness here--but there is merry
making yonder. Methinks when q
soul arrives, some angel takes it
around to show it the wonders OF that
blessed place. The usher-angel says
to the newly arrived. "These are the
martyrs that persisted at Piedmont;
these were torn to pieces at the Inqui-
sition; this is the throne of the great
jehovah; this is Jesus!" II am going
to see Jesus" said dying negro boy.
II am going to see Jesus" and the mis-
sionary said: you are sure you will
see Him?" "Oh yes; that's what l
want to go to Heaven for" But"
said the missionary, suppose that Je-
sus should go away from Heaven
| what then?v ~ should follow Him."
said the dying negro boy. "But If Je-
sus went down TO hell-what then?"
The dying boy thought for mo-
ment, and then he said: 'Massa,
where Jesus is there can be no hell"
Oh, to stand in His presence. That
will be Heaven! Oh, to put our hand
in that hand which was wounded for
us on the cross-to go around amid all
the groups of the redeemed, and shake
hands with the prophets, and apostles,
and martyrs, and with our own dear,
beloved ones! That will be the great
reunion; we can not imagine it now,
our loved ones seem so far away. When
we are in trouble and lonesome, they
don't seem to come to us. We go on
the banks of the Jordan and call |
across to them, but they don't |
seem to hear. We say: rs it well
with the child? it is well with the
loved ones?" and we listen to hear if |
any voice comes back over the waters.
None! none! Unbelief says: "They |
are dead and extinct forever" but,
blessed be God, we have a Bible that
tells us different We open it and find
that they are neither dead nor extinct
that they never were so much alive
as now-that they are only wait
ing for our coming, and that we shall
join them on the other side Of the
river. 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."
l remark again. we can in this world
ret no idea of the song of Heaven.
You know there is nothing more in
spring than music. In the battle of
Waterloo, the Highlanders were Civ
ng away, and Wellington found out
hat the bands of music had ceased [
playing. He sent quick dispatch,
cling them to play, with utmost
pirit, battle march. The music
tarted, the Highlanders were rallied. ;
nd they dashed on till the day was
von. We appreciate the power of secu- {
ar music; but do we appreciate the /,
ower of sacred song? There is nothing /
nore inspiring to me than a whole con- I
regation lifted up on the ways of {
oily melody. When we. sing some of t
hose dear old psalms and tunes they Y
ouse all the memories of the past. t
Why, some of them were cradle-songs
n our fathers house. They are all '
parking with the morning dew G
t a thousand Christian Sabbaths.
hey were sung by brothers and c
isters gone now-by voices that a
'ere aged and broken in the L
lusic-voices none the less sweet be- .
ause they did tremble and break. I
Vhen l hear these old songs sung, it v
GEMS as if all the old country meet g
lg homes joined in the chorus. and /,
cotch kirk and Sailors Bethel and t
Western cabins. until the whole conti- s
ent lifts the doxoSsgy and the scepters a
eternity beat time to the music.
way then with your starveling tunes v
nat chill the dfvotions of the sanctu- &
ry, and mal0 the people sit silent |,
hen Jesus is coming to Hosanna.
But, my friends, IL music on earth is
, sweet. what will it be in Heavenl
hey all know the tune there. Me- !,
links the tune of Heaven will be
ade up partly from the songs of
nth: the best parts of all our hymns :,
nd tunes going to add to the song of n
loses and the Lamb. All the best =
ngers of all the ages will join it, =,
loirs of white-robed children! cho:rs Z;
patriarchs! choirs of apostlest .,
orning stars clapping their cymbals -
arpers with their harps. Great +,
athens of God, roll on! roll on!- :,
her empires joining the harmony =
II the thrones are full of it, and the ~
atoms all saved. Anthem shall touch C,
lthem, chorus Join chorus, and all :.
lie sweet sounds of earth and Heaven =
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