The Penn's Grove record., 1896-05-08
PENIS GROVE, N. j., FRIDAY. MAY 8. 1896

must or be q forlorn wretch forever. My
Lord n my God, make me, and all who
hear me this day, n all to whom these
words shall come, Thy repeniant. believing.
sworn, consecrated and ransomed followers
forever.
What q day 1t will bel This entire
~dssemblage would rise to its feet II YOU could
realize 1t, the day In which Christ shall, in
fulfllment OF my text, divide the spoil.
1t was a great day when Queen Victoria, in
the midst OF the Orimean War, distributed
medals to the soldiers who had come home
sick and wounded. At the Horseguards. in
presence of the Royal family. the injured
men were carried in or same on crutches-
Colonel ~Trowbridge, who lost both feet at
Informant, and Captain Sayer, who had th3
ankle joint OF his right leg shot of at Alma,
and Captain Cure, his disabled limb sup
ported by n soldier, and others maimed and
~disflgured and e~xhausted--and with her own
hand the Queen gave each the Crimean
medal. And what triumphant days for
those soldiers when, farther on, they receive l
the French modal, with the imperial eagle.
and the Turkish medal, with its repre-
sentation OF four nRgs-France, Turkey,
England and S~ardinia-and beneath 1t
Il map of the Crimea spread over n
gun wheel. And what rewards are
suggested to all readers OF history by
mere mention of the Waterloo medal, AMI
the Cape medal, and the Gold Cross medal.
and the medals struck for bravery in our
American warsl But how Insignificant all
these compared with the day when the good
soldiers OF Jesus Christ shall come in out OF
the battles Of this world, and in the presence
Of all the piled up galleries of the releeme |
aud the unfallen. Jesus, our King, shall di-
vide the spoil The more wounds the greatec
the inheritance. The longer the forcod
march the brighter the trophy. The moro
terrible the exhaustion the more g~ioriousths
transport. Not the gift OF a brilliant ribbon,
or II medal OF brass, or silver or gold, hut a
kingdom in which we are TO reign forever
md ever. Mansions on the eternal hills.
Dominions of unfading power. Empires of
intending love. Continents of everlasting
light. Atlantic and Pacific Oceans of billow-
Ing joy.
1t was a great day when Aurelian, he
Roman emperor. came back from his VIC
wild beasts from all lands, sixteen hundred
gladiators richly clad, wagon loads of
crowns and trophies presented by conquered
cities. Among tho captives Syrians, Ecyp-
tians, Cloths, Vanials. Samaritans, Franks.
and Zenobia. the beautiful captive queen, on
foot In chains of gold that a slave ha / to
help her carry and jewels under fha weight
OF which she almost tainted. And then came
the chariot OF Aurelian drawn by tour ele-
puants in gorgeous caparison, and followed
by the Roman senate and the Roman army,
and from dawn till day the procession
was passing. Rome in all her his
tory never saw anything more mag
nifcent. But how much greater the
day when our conqueror. Jesus.
hall ride under the triumphal arches of
heaven. His captives, not on foot. but in
chariots, all the Kingdoms of earth and
heaven in procession. The armies celestial
on white horses. Rumbiing artillery OF
thunderbolts never again to be numbered.
Kingdoms In line, centuries In line, sanity.
cherubic, seraphie, a%rchangelic ~splendors in
line. and Christ seated on one great rolling
h~osauna, made out of all halIeiuiahs of all
worlds, shall cry halt to the procession. Aud
not forgetting even the humblest in all the
reach of His omnipresenee, He shall rise,
and then and there, His work done and His
gloryeonsummated, proceed. amid an ecstasy
such as neither mortal nor immortal ever i'm
aSined. to divide the spoil.