The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1898-11-24

selves, human life is prolonged. But
do you realize what, after all, is the
breyity Of our earthly state? In the
times when people lived seven ana
eight hundred years, the patriarch ia
cob said that his years were few. Look
ing at the life Of the youngest person
in this assembly and supposing that he
will live to be nonagenarian, now
short the time and soon gone, White
banked up in front Of us is an eternity
SO vast that arithmetic has not figures
enough to express its length, OF
breadth, or depth, or height. For q
happy eternity you were born, unless
you run yourself against the divine IN
tentions. If standing in your presence
my eye should fall upon the feeblest
soul here as that soul will appear when
the world lets it up, and heaven en-
4 frances 1t, suppose 1 would be SO
( overpoWered that should drop down
as one dead. You have examined the
family Bible and explored the family
records, and you may have seen
daguerrotypes of some Of the kindred
of previous generations, you have had.
photographs taken of what you were
IN boyhood or girlhood, and what you
were ten years later. and it is very in.
tterestlng to any one to be able to look
back upon pictures Of what he was ten.
or twenty, or thirty years ago; but
nave you ever had picture taken Of
what you may be and what you Will
De II you seek after God and feel the
spirits regenerating power? Where
shall l plant the camera to take the
picture! plant it on this platform.
direct It towards you. Sit still or stand
still while l take the picture. 1t shall
be an instantaneous picture. rhere! q
have it. It is done. You can see the
picture in its imperfect state, and get.
some idea of what it will be when
thoroughly developed. There is your
resurrected body, SO brilliant that the
MONDAY sun is patch OF midnight
compared with it. There is your soul,
SO pure that all the forces Of diabolism
could not spot it with an imperfection.
There is your being. SO mighty and so
swift that fight from heaven to Mer-
curry or Mars or Jupiter and back again
to heaven would not weary you, and a
world on each shoulder would not
crush you. An eye that shell never shed
a tear. An energy that shall never feel
fatigue. A brow that shall never,
throb With pain. You are young again,
though you died Of decrepitude. You
are well again, though you coughed
or shivered yourself into the tomb
Your everyday associates are the apos-
ties and prophets and martyrs, and
most exalted souls masculine and fem
mime. of all the centuries. The arch
angel to you no embarrassment. Goa
himself your present and everlasting
JOY. That is an instantaneous picture
or what you may be, and what I am
sure some of you will be.
What strange thing it must be to
feel ones self born to an earthly crown,
but you have been born for a throne
on which you may reign after the last
monarch Of all the earth shall have
gone to dust. I invite you to start now
1or your own coronation, to come In
ana take the title deeds to your ever
lasting Inheritance. Through an i'm
passioned prayer, take heaven and all
of its raptures.
What poor farthing is all that this
world can offer you compared with par
don here and life immortal beyond the
stars, unless this side Of them there
be place large enough, and beautiful
enough, and grand enough for all the
ransomed. Wherever. it be, in what
world. whether nearby or far away, in
this or some other constellation hall,
home of light, and love, and blessed
ness. Through the atoning mercy OF
Christ, may we all get there!