The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1897-03-11
Nor angels can their Joy contain,
But kindle with new fire.
The sinner lost Is found, they sing,
And strike the sounding Tyre.

At the banquet OF Lucullus sat Cicero the
orator, ut the Macedonian festival sat Phtllp
the Mt the Grecian banquet set
Socrates the philosopher, but at our Fathers
table sit all the returned prodigals, more
than conquerors. Tho table is so wide Its
leaves reach across seas and lands. Its guests
are the redeemed OF earth and the glorilsd
OF heaven. The ring OF Gods Ter
g~iveness on every hand. The robe 81 a
Saviour's Righteousness adroop from every
shoulder. The wine that CLOVIS In the cups
is from the bowls OF 10, 900 sacraments. Let
oil the redeemed OF earth and allthe glori1ei
OF heaven rise and with cleaning chalices
drink to the return OF a thousand ~prodigals.
Sing, sing, slngi "Worthy is the Lamb that
was slain to receive blessing and riches and
honor and glory and power, world without
end" That scene OF jubilence m out be-
fore me this moment rs In n sort OF picture
gallery. All heaven In pictures.
Look! Look! There Is Christ. Cuyp
painted Him for earthly galleries, and Cor
reggie and Tintoretto and Benjamin West
and Dors painted Him for earthly galleries,
but all those pictures are eclipsed by this
masterpiece OF heaven. Christ. Christ. There
Is Paul, the hero Of the Sanhedrim, and OF
Agrippa's courtroom, and OF Mars hill. aud
of Nero's infamy, shaking his chained list
in the very face OF teeth chattering roy
atty. Here is Joshua, the fighter OF
Bethoron and Gideon, the man thai
postponed shutdown. And here Is Nashti,
tho protilgacy OF the Persian court unableto
remove her veil OF modesty or rend 1t or lit
il. And along the corridors OF this picture
gallery | find other great heroes and heroines
David with his harp. aud Miriam with the
cynbals, and Zecharlah with the scroll. and
st. John with the seven vials. and the resur-
rectioD angel with the trumpet. ON farther
in The corridors sue the faces OF our loved
ones, the cough zone from the throat. the
wanness gone from the cheek, the WEAKNESS
| gone from tho limbs. the lancuor gone from
the eye. Let us go up and greet them. Let
us go up and embrace them. Let US go up
and live with them. We will, We will!
From this hilltop catch n glimpse ofthose
hilltopS where all sorrow and sighting shall
be done away. Oh. hat God would make
that world to us II reality! Faith In that
world helped old DR.. Tying when he stood by
the casket OF his dcad on, whose arm had
been torn OFF in the thresning machine,
death ensuing. aud DR.. Tyng, with infinite
composure, preached the funeral sermon o,
his own beloved son. Faith in that world
helped Martin Luther without one tear
to put away in death his favorite
child. Faith in that world holped the
dying woman to SEQ on the sky the
lbiler W.. uul tltN uNhcu H'I NHhN 'H'
supposed that letter ''W" on tho sky meant.
"Oh. she said. "don't you know? w stands
for Welcome" Oh, heaven, swing open
thy gates! Oh, heaven, roll upon us some oil
the sunshine anthems! Oh, heaven, flash
upon us the vision OF thy luster, An old
writer tells US OF Il ship coming from
India to France. The crew was made up OF
French suiiors who had been long from
home, and as the ship camo along the
coast OF France the men skippei the
deck with glee, and they pointed to tho
spires of the churches whore they once
worshiped aud to the hills where they
had played In boyhood. But when the ship
came into port, aud these sailors saw father
and mother and wife and loved ones on the
wharf. they spranG ashore and rushed up
thu banks into tho CITY. and tho
captain had to get another crew
to bring the ship 10 her moorings.
SO heaven will after awhile come so
fully in sight, we can SEQ its towers, its
mansions, its bills. and rs we go into port
aud u loved ones shall call from that
shining shore and speak our names we will
spring to the beach, leaving this old ship OF
a world TO be- managed by another crow, our
rough voyaging OF the seas ended forever.