The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1896-11-27

the south We're enervated by the climate,
were drawn into habits of listlessness and
thus easily became prey to sending for
people to come and do their work for
them. Humanity's carol may well burst
forth because of humanity's. progress. The
spirit of the New Testament is 4 spirit Of
triumph. Optimism is divine quality.
The world is growing better. and va ought
to be glad over ii and give thanks to God.
Your heart and mine responds therefor
to the chorus of the, redeemed and the
chorus Of the angelic host about the
throne ''Thanksgving be unto our God
forever and ever
1t is good thing for us to halt amid
the stress and strain of this busy work-a-
heaven. We are far too busy with out
petitions and not busy enough with our
praise The alteration OF the Psalmist
should be the everyday attitude OF the
soul, and forget not all His berelits."
From our hearts we might then say
with Tennyson. The good God seems to
have taxed Himself to see how much
happiness He could crowd into one star"
God notes the sparrows' fall-He notes
also the spirit with which SIC receive the
tokens of His favor. our thankfulness
ought to transMute itself into deeds of
praise God, let us raise our fellow-men
The deeper springs of life are touched
when we move out into the places OF sor-
row and want and carry with us healing
and blessing. Beyond all this the Master
Will finally come to us with those sublime
words of approval, Il was hungry and yc
gave me meat; | was thirsty, ana ye gave
me drink" Our ministry for others will
triumph in the eternities of God when all
other powers have melted away in mist.
Each word of sympathy is marked in the
books of God. Each willing footstep in
caring for the destitute and suffering is
registered by the angels. May we not also
say: The measure of our ministry to the
lowly and lost. the surging, suffering
masses of men and women about us. is
also the measure of our gratitude to God
for His mercics without number.
CAROL OF HEAVEN.
And this leads me 10 speak of the carol
of heaven.
'Thanksgiving be unto our God forever
ana ever" | have only borrowed for this
hour IA snatch of heavens halleiujah.
When the angel host had bowed before
the throne ascrib.ng glory and honor,
thanksgiving unto our God forever and
ever. the face Of one of the elders was
flushed with great glory as he saw
host in white marching before the throne
shouting their naeans of praise and his
wondering speech is What are these
which are arrayed in white robes and
whence came thcy?' The answer swclls
back like the tides of ocean, These are
they which came out of great triDulation
and washed their robes and made them
white in the blood Of the Lamb, therefore
are they before the throne, and serve him
day and night in His temple But | would
have you believe that praise over there
begins in service down here-that triumph
over there begins in sacrifice down here
our thanksgivings down here are only
the prelude to the never ending anthem of
the skies.
Let us be glad and rejoice that strain
after strain is being added here on the
earth TO the mighty choral that shall iii
the heavens with song. Not long ago
I.Dr N adj Nc IN
OF the british Society for the Advance
ment OF Science. said that If we call the
roll OF the scientists, philosophers au-
thors of our day, we shall find that as they
rise In the scale of genius they go up to-
ward enthusiasm for the teachings of
Jesus Christ. The note of thanksgiving
that ! would make dominate in all this
November air, is the victory of the cross.
The chariots Of God are twenty thousand.
The watchmen on the hilltops cry, "All is
we'll"
Today our wales are filled with rejoic
ing, our hilltops echo the shout of glad
grains; thankful for the reign of law and
the sweet light of libcrty--thankful for
homes the type of the heaven, toward
which We journey; thankful for beautiful
cloudless sky filed with sunshine that
comes from the face OF God: thankful,
above all for Jesus Christ, who redecms
man from sin and vice, and plants the un-
hp"Ci VI u Sltdt sweet HOpf III
the human breast and leads the way to
the gates that are open and the endless
song and jubiless that await us.
When the AncientS saw an anemonc in
the grass, they thought that Ceres or Min
erva had gone that way.
As We tread this pathway of thanksgiv-
ing we are more than walking whittier
have gone the feet of the goddess of har-
vests and corn, the goddess of thought and
invention, we are treading the path the
saints have trod-.Abramah and Isaac and
Jacob and David and John and Paul have
gone this way: the multitude robed in
white about the throne have gone this
way.
Like u mighty army
Moves the church of God"
Gathered in this world cathedral We take
on our lips the song that swells in the
temple un made of hands, the everlasting
song, Thanksgiving BE Unto Our God
Forever and Ever"