The morning times., 1896-04-06

lusion. But this thing is certain, the Chris
tan scientists OF our day have found out
that there are two or three superfluities
of the body that are some thing gioriously
suggestive of another state.
"Oh, what day when body and soul
meet againi They are very fond Of each
other. Did your body ever have pain and
your soul not re-cchO it? Or, changing
the question, did your soul ever have any
trouble ani your body not srmpathi2e with
it, growing wan and weak under the de-
pressing mfluence?''
"Or, did your soul ever have a gladness
but your body celebrated it with kindled eye
aud check and elastic step? Surely. God
never intended such good friends to be
very long separated. And so when the
worlds last Easter morning shall come, the
soul will descend, crying, where is my
body?" and the body will ascend, say
ing, Where is my SOUP and the Lord
of the resurrection will bring them together
ana it will he a perfect soul in Il perfect
body, introduced by perfect Christ into
perfect heaven. Victory!
"Oniy the bad disapprovc of the resur-
rection. A cruel heather warrior heard Mr..
Moffat, the missionary, preach about the
resurrection, and he said 10 the mission
AIRY, Will my father rise in the last
day." YES said the missionary. viii
all the dead in battle rise?' said the cruel
chieftain. Yes saidthc 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. | have slain thousands in battle.
Will they risc?'
"Ahi there will he ore to rise on that day
than those want to see whose crimes have
never been rcpentcf of Bat for ali others
who allowed Christ TO be their pardon and
life. and resurrection. ii Will be day OF
victory. The thunders o fthe last day WILDE
the salYo that grretS you inrO narnur Th"
lightniugs will be only the torches OF
triumphal procession marching down to
escort you home. The burning worlds
flashing through immcusity will be the
rockets celebrating your coronation on
thrones, where you will reign forever, and
forever and forever Where is death"
What have we to do with death?
when Lord Nelson was buried at st.
Paurs Cathedral, London. all England was
stirred. As the funeral procession moved
on, it moved amid the sobbing Of a nation
Thirty trumpeters stood al the door OF the
cathedral, with musical instruments in hand,
and when the illu uStriOus dead arrived ut the
gates of ST Paurs Cathedral these thirty
trumpetcrs blew one united blast, but the
trumpets did not wake the dead. He slept
right on. Oh, have TO tell you this morn
ing. that what thirty trumpeters could not
do for one man one trumpet can do for all
ations. As your reunited body and soul
swing off from this pla net on that last da y.
you VIII see deep gashes all mp and dowuite
hills, deep gaSheS all through the valleys,
and they VIII be the entitled graves, they
will be the abandoned sepulchrcs. with
rough ground tossed on either. sid" OF them,
and slabs wiIllieuncven on the rent hillocks,
and there will be fallcU monuments and
cenota phs,Nand then for the first time you
will appreciate the fun eSlilara ton OF the
text: DEATH is swallowed up,in victory
Hail the Lord OF earth aud heaven!
Praise to thee by both he given;
Thee we greet triumphant now,
Hail the resurrection Thou!