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tired Pilgrim And, wiping his lip and
taking a long breath, he puts his mouth
to tho trumpet and pours forth this strain,
"They shall hunger no more, neither shall
they thirst any moro, neither shall the
sun light on them, nor any heat, for the
Lamb which Is in tho midst of the throne
shall lead them to living fountains of wa
ter, and God shall wipe away all tears
from their eyes" / go little distance
farther on the same road, and ] meet
maiden Of Israel. She has no harp, but
she has cymbals. They look as If they
had rusted from sea spray, and say to
tho maiden of Israel, "Have you no song
for tired Pilgrim" And, like the clang
Of victors shields, the cymbals clap rs
Miriam begins to discourse: "Sing We to
the Lord, for ho hath triumphed glorious
ly. The horse and the rider hath no
thrown into the sea-" And then see a
white robed group. They come bounding
toward me, and I say, who are theyP
The happiest, and tho brightest, and the
fairest in all heaven-who are theyP" And
the answer comes, "Those arc they who
came out of great trbulations and had
their robes washed and made white in tho
blood of the Lamb
The Terminus.
I pursue this subject only ono step far.
ther. What is tho terminusP do not caro-
how fine a road you put mo on, want to
know where 1t comes out. My text de-
clares 1t, "The redeemed Of tho Lord como
to Zion" You know what Zion was.
That was the kings palace. 1t was
mountain fastness. 1t was impregnablo.
And SO heaven is tho fastness of tho uni
verse. No howltzor has long enough
range to shell those towers. Let all tho
batteries of earth and hell blaze away.
They cannot break In those gates. Gibral-
tar was taken, Sevastopol was taken,
Babylon fell, but these walls of heaven
shall never surrender either to human or
satanic beslegcmont. The Lord God AL
mighty is the defense of It. Great capital
of tho universal Terminus Of the Kings
highway
DR.. Dick said that, among other things,
he thought in heaven we would study
chemistry and geometry and comic sec.
tons. Southey thought that in heaven
he would have the pleasure Of seeing
Chauoer and Shakespeare. Now, DR.. Dick
may have his mathematics for all eternity,
and Southey his Shakespeare. Give me
Christ and my old frionds-that Is all tho
heaven | want. Christ and his people that
hhcN VII taTtH-tndu IL IcuNtU tnOuKn
for me. Oh, garden of light, whose leaves
nevor withor and whose fruits never fail !
Oh, banquet Of God, whose sweetness never
pals the taste and whose guests are kings
foroverl oh, city of light, whose walls arc
salvation, and whose gates are praise Oh,
palace of rest, where God Is tho monarch
and everlasting ages the length of his
reign! Oh, song louder than the surf beat
of many waters yet soft as the whisper of
cherubiml
Oh, glorious heavenl When the last
wound is healed, when the last hoartbreak
Is ended, when tho last tear of earthly sor-
row is wiped away, and when the re-
deemed of the Lord shall como to Zion,
then let oil tho harpers take down their
harps and all the trunpeters take down
thor trumpets, and all across heaven let
there DO chorus of morning stars, chorus
of white robed victors, chorus of martyrs
from under tho throne, chorus of ages,
chorus of worlds, and there is but one song
sung, and but one name spoken, and but
one throne honored-that of Jesus only.