The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-03-08

sand sacraments. Let all the redeemed of
earth and all the glorified of heaven rise,
and with cleaning chaiices drink TO the re-
turn OF a thousand prodigals. Sing, sing,
sing Worthy is the Lamb that was
slain to receive blessing, and riches, and
honor and glory, and power, world with
out end! That scene of jubilence comes
out before me this moment as in a sort of
picture gallery. All heaven in pictures.
Look, look! There is Christ. Cuyp
painted him for earthly galleries. and
Correggio and Tintoretto and Benjamin
west and Dore painted him for earthly
galleries, but all those pictures are eclips-
ed by this. masterpiece of heaven. Christ!
Christi There is Paul, the hero of the
Sanhedrim. and of Agrippa's courtroom,
and of Mars Hin, and of NerO's infamy,
shaking his chained fist in the very face
OF acknowledging royalty. Here Is
Joshua, the fighter of Bethoron and Glib
con, the man that postponed shutdown.
And here is Vashti. the prohigacy of the
Persian court unable TO remove her veil
OF modesty or rend il, or lift ii. And along
the corridors of this picture gallery l find
other great heroes and heroines-David
with his harp, and Miriam with the Gym
balls, and Zechariah with the scroll, and
st. John with the seven walls, and the
resurrection angel with the trumpet. On,
further in the corridors, see the faces of
our loved ones, the cough gone from the
throat, the wanness gone from the cheek,
the WEAKNESS gone from the limbs, the
languor gone from the eye Let us go up
and greet them. Let us go up and en-
brace them. Let US go up and live with
them. We wilt we will
From this hilltop catch a glimpse of
those hilltops where all sorrow and sign
ing shall be done away. Oh, that God
would make that world to us a reality.
Faith in that world helped old DIR. Tying
rla~., - - L. I
son whose arm had been torn off in the
threshing machine, death ensuing, and DR..
Tying, with infinite composure, preached
the funeral sermon of 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 helped the dying woman to see on
the sky the letter wv" and they asked
her what she supposed that letter wv
on the 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 of the sunshine
anthems. Oh, heaven, flash upon us the
vision of thy lustre. An old writer tells
us of a ship coming from India to France.
The crew was made up of French sailors
who had been long from home, and as
the ship came along the coast of France
the men skipped the deck with glee, and
they pointed to the spires of the churches
where they once worshipped and to the
hills where they had played in boyhood.
But when the ship came into port, and
these sailors saw father and mother and
wife and loved ones on the wharf, they
sprang ashore and rushed up the banks
into the city, and the captain had to get
another crew to bring the ship to her
mornings. So heaven will after a while
come so fully in sight, we can see IT'S
towers, its mansions, it's hills, and as we
go into port and our 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 man
aged by another crew, our rough voyag
ing of the seas ended forever.