The Farmville herald. [volume] (Farmville, Va.) 1890-1934, 1899-01-13

springs OF sWI1ruar cC-u01t. Nouo
YOU not like 10 have Jesus Christ bend
over your cradle and bless your table
and heal your wounds and strew flowers
Of consolation all up and down the
graves of your dead2
'Tls religion that can give
Sweetest pleasures while we live,
'Tis religion can supply
Sweetest comfort when we die
But have something better to tell
you, suggested by this text 1t seems
that old Father Caleb on the wedding
day ofhis daughter wanted to make her
just as happy as possible Though 9th
MEL was taking her away and his heart
was almost broken because she vas
going. yet he gives her south land;
not only that. but the neither springs;
not only that. but the upper springs.
o God. my Father. thank Thee that
Thou hast given me "south land" in
this world and the neither springs OF
spiritual comfort in this world; but.
more than all thank Thee for the
upper springs in Heaven!
Il is very fortunate that we cannot
see Heaven until we get into il. 0
Christian man. If you could see what
a place II is we would never get you
back again to the Office. OF store. OF
shop. and the duties you ought TO per
form would 90 neglected. am glad
I shall not see that world until enter
It. Suppose we were allowed TO go on
an excursion into that good land with
the idea OF returning When we got
there and heard the song and looked ~
their raptured faces and mingled ~
the supernal society. we would cry out:
Let us stayl We are coming here any
how. Why take the trouble OF going
back again to that old world? We are
here now. Let us stay" And it would
take angelic violence TO put us out OF
that world If once we got there. but as
people who cannot afford TO pay for an
entertainment sometimes come around
II and look through the door ajsr. or
through the openings in the fence. so
we come and look through the crevices
into that good land which God has pre-
vided for us. We can just catch
glimpse Of H. We come near enough 20
hear the rumbling Of the eternal or
chestra. though not near enough 10
know who blows the cornet OF who fin
gers the harp. My soul spreads out
both wings and claps them In triumph
AT the thought of those upper springs.
One OF them breaks from beneath the
throne. Another breaks forth from be-
meath the altar Of the temple Another
al the door Of "the house OF many man
sions." Upper springs Of gladness! Up
per springs Of light! Upper springs ~
lovel II is no fancy OF mine The
Lamb which is in the midst OF the
throne shall lead them TO living foun-
tains Of water
0 Saviour Divine. roll in upon our
souls one of those anticipated rapturesl
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 IL! They are never sick there;
not so much as a headache or twinge
rheumatic or thrust neuralgia. The in
habitant never says: 81 am sick" They
are never tired there. Flight TO farthest
world is only the play Of a holiday.
They never sin there. II is as easy tor
them 10 be holy as tits for US to sin.
They never die there. You might go
through all the outskirts OF the great
city and find not one place where the
ground was broken for a grave. The
evesirht 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
.csanua on every lin. How they must