Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1898-11-26

! which God has provided for US. We
can Just catch glimpse of it. We come
near enough to hear the rumbling of the
eternal orchestra, though not near
enough to know who blows the cornet
or who fingers the harp. My soul
spreads out both wings and claps them
in triumph at the thought Of those up
per springs One of them breaks from
beneath the throne. Another breaks
forth from beneath the altar of the tenn
pie. Another at the door of "the house
Of many mansions. - Upper springs of
gladnessl Upper springs of light! Up
per springs of Lowell 1t is no fancy Of
mine. "The Lamb which is in the midst
of the throne shall lead them to living
fountains of water"
o Saviour divine, roll in upon our
souls one of those anticipated raptures!
Pour around the roots of the parched
tongue one drop Of that liquid lifel
Toss before our vision those fountains
of God, rainbowed with eternal victory !
Hear it'll They are never sick there;
not so much as headache or twinge
rheumatic, or thrust neuralgia. The in
habitant never says, lam sick. " They
are never tired there. Flightto farthest
world is only the play of a holiday. They
never sin there. 1t is as easy for them
to be holy as it is for US to sin. They
never die there You might go through
all tho outskirts of the great city and
find not one place where the ground
was broken for grave. The eyesight of
the redeemed is never blurred with
tears. There is health in every cheek.
There is spring in every foot. There is
majesty on every brow. There is JOY in
every heart There is hosanna on every
lip. How they must pity US as they
look over and look down and see us and
say, "Poor things away down in that
world" Aud when some Christian is
hurled into fatal accident, they cry:
"Good lie is comingl' And when we
stand around the couch of some loved
one whose strength is going away and
we shake our heads forebodingly they
cry: "I'm glad he is worse. He has
been down there long enough. There, he
is dead Come homel Come home"
Oh, if we could only get our ideas about
that future world UNFINISHED, our
thought of transfer from here to there
would be as pleasant TO us as it was to
little child that was dying. She said,
"Papa, when will go home:" And be
said, To-day. Florence. y "Today? So
soon? am so glad"
The Day of peliverance.
wish l could stimulate you WITH
these thoughts, o Christian man, to the
highest possible exhilarationl The day
of your dcliverance is coming-is COM
ing, rolling on with the shining wheels
of tho day, and the jet wheels of the
night Every thulnp of the heart is only
hammer stroke striking off another
chain OF clay Better scour the deck and
coil the rope, for harbor is only six
miles away. Jesus will come down the
Narrows to meet you. Now is your
salvation nearer than when you he
lieved. y
Man of the world. will you not today
make choice between these two por-
tions between the south land' of this
world, which slopes to the desert, and
this glorious land which thy Father
offers thee, running with eternal water
courses? Why let your tongue be con-
sumed of thirst when there are the
neither springs aud the upper springs
comfort here and glory hereafter?
You and 1 need something better than
this world can give us. The fact is that
it cannot give us anything after awhile
1t is changing world. Do you know
that even the mountains on the back of
a thousand streams are leaping into the
valley. The Alleghanios are dying. The
dews with crystalline mallet are ham,
merng away tie rocks. Frcsts and
showers and lightnings are sculptnring
Mount Washington and the Catskills.
Niagara every year is digging for itself
a quicker plunge. The sea all around
the earth on it's shifting shores is max
ing mighty changes i'll bar and bay and
firth and promontory. Some of the old
seacoasts are midland now Off Nan
tucket, eight feet below low water mark,
are found now the stumps of trees,
showing that the waves are conquerlng
the land. Parts of Nova Scotia are sink
ing. Ships today sail over what, only
little while ago, was solid ground.
Near the mouth of the St Croix river
is an island which, in the movements
of the earth, Is slowly but certainly TO-
tating All the face of the earth chang
ing-changiHg. In 1881 an island
springs up il the Mediterranean sea. In
1866 another island comes up under the
observation of tie American consul as
he looks off from the beach. The earth
all the time changing, the columns of
temple near Bizoli show that the water
has risen nine feet above the place it
was when these columns were put down.
Changing Our Colorado river, once
vaster than the Mississippi, flowing
through tie great American desert,
which was then all Eden Of luxuriance,
aas now dwindled to small stream
creeping down through a gorge. The
earth itself, rhat was once vapor, after
ward water nothing but wlser-after-
ward molten rock, cooling off through
the ages until plants might live and
animals might live and men might live,
changing al the while, now crumbling,
row breaking off. The sun, burning
down gradually i'll its socket. Chang
ing, changing, an intimation of the last
great change to come over the world
even Infused into the mind of the
heathen who has never seen the Bible.
The End OF the Earth.
The Hindoos believe that Brahma,
the creator, once made all things. He
created the water, then moved over the
water, out of it lifted the land, grew
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