Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1899-11-15

throne room. 1t is no easy thing on earth
to get through even the outside door OF u
kings residence. During the Franco-Ger-
man war, one eventide In the summer Of
1870, stood studying the exquisite sculp-
turing OF the gate Of the Tuileries, Paris.
Lost In admiration of the wonderful art OF
that gate, knew not that was exciting
suspicion. Lowering my eyes to the crowds
OF people, I found myself being closely in
spected by the government officials, who
from my complexion, judged me to be a Ger
man and that for some bellfgerent purpose
might be examining the gates OF the pail
ace. MY explanation In very poor French
did not satisfy them. and they followed me
long distances until I reached my hotel
and were not satisfied until from my land
lord they found that I was only an inoffen-
sive American. The gates OF earthly pal
aces are carefully guarded, and II so, how
much more the thronerooml A dazzling
place is It for mirrors and all costly art.
the first and only Napoleon will ever for
get the letter N embroidered in purple and
gold on the upholstery of chair and win
dow, the letter N gilded on the wall, the
| letter N chased on the chalices, the letter
N flaming from the ceiling. What con-
Of Charles Emmanuel of Sardinia, Of
Ferdinand OF Spain, of Elizabeth Of
England, of Boniface Of Italy. But
the throneroom of our Fathers house
| hath glory eclipsing all the throne
rooms that ever saw scepter wave or crown
glitter or 10 eign ambassador bow, for our
Fathers throne is throne OF grace, a
throne OF mercy. a throne OF holiness, q
throne OF Justice. a throne OF universal
dominion. We need not stand shivering
and covering before 1t, for our Father says
We may yet one day come up and sit on 1t
beside Him. "To him that overeometh
will grant to sit with Me In My throne"
You see. we are princes and princesses.
Perhaps now we move about incognito, as
Peter the Great In the garb OF ship car
penter at Amsterdam or as Queen Tirzah
In the dress OF a peasant woman seeking
the prophet for her child's cure, but it
will be found out after while who we are
when we get into the throneroom. Aye,
We need not walt until then. We may by
prayer and song and spiritual uplifting
this moment enter the throneroom. o
King, live forever! We touch the scepter
and prostrate ourselves at Thy fee:.
Another roo n In our Fathers house is
the music room. st. John and other Bible
writers talk SO much about the music OF
heaven that there must be music there,
perhaps not such as on earth was thrum-
med from trembling string or evoked by
touch of ivory key; bat, II not that, then
something better. There are many
Christian harpists and Christian composers
and Christian organists and Christian hym-
nologists that have gone up from earth
| pecial delectation. Shall We have music
| in this world of discords and no music in
| the land OF complete harmony?
In that music room OF our Fathers house
you will some day meet the cid masters,
Mozart and Handel and Mendelssohn and
Beethoven and Doddridge, whose sacred
poetry was as remarkable as his sacred
prose, and James Montgomery and William
Cowper, at last got rid OF his spiritual mel
ancholy, and Bishop Heber, who sang OF
| De -%aSr Tn1i Ma
coral strand" and DR.. Rafflss, who wrote
| Of High In youder realms Of light" and
| Isaac Watts, who went to visit Sir Thomas
Abney and wife for week, but proved
himself SO agreeable a guest that they
made him stay thirty-six years, and side
over his dislike for Methodists, and
| Charles Wesley, freed from his dislike for
Calvlnists, and George W. Bethune, as
| sweet as q songmaker as he was great
a. a preacher and the author of The
Village Hymns" and many who wrote
in verso or song. in church or by eventide
| cradle, and many who were psssionately
| fond of music, but could make none them
IL tee poorest singer there more than
any earthly prima donna and the poorest
players there more than any earthly Gott-
schalk. Oh, that music room, the head
( quarters OF cadence and rhythm, sym.
phony and chant, psalm and antiphon!
| May We be ttA re some hour when Haydn
| sits at the key. 81 one of his own oratorios,
and DayiRIthe psalmist fingers the harp,
! and Mi N Of the Red sea banks claps the
cymbals, and Gabriel puts his lips to the
trumpet and the four and twenty elders
chant, and Lind and Parepa render match
less duet in the music room of the old
heavenly homestead 'tIn my Fathers
| house are many rooms"
Another room In our Fathers house will
De the family room. 1t may correspond
| somewhat with the family room on earth.
At morning and evening, you know, that
| Is the place We now meet. Though every
member of the household have a separate
| room, in the family room they all gather,
and joys and sorrows and experiences of
| all styles are there rehearsed. Sacred room
| In all our dwellings. whether it be luxuri-
| Gus with ottomans and divans and books
In Russian lids standing in mahogany case
cradle. So the family room on high will
be the place where the kinsfolk assem-
BILE and talk over the family expert
ences Of earth, the weddings. the
births, the burials, the festal days of
Christmas and Thanksgiving reunion.
dren there? Will the aged remain aged
there? Oh, no! Everything is per-
feet there. The child will go ahead to glori-
fed maturity, and the aged will go back
| to glorified maturity. the rising sun of
| the one will rise to meridian, and the
descending sun of the other will return to
meridian. However much We love our
| children on earth, we would consider It a
domestic disaster il they staid children,
| and SO we rejoice at their growth here.
| And when we meet in the family room Of
| our Fathers house we will be glad that
they have grandiy and gloriously matured
| while our parents, who were aged and in
| firm here, we shall be glad to find re-
stored to the most agile and vigorous inn
mortality there.
| I hope mole OF US will he disappointed
| about getting there. There Is a room for
| US II we will go and take 1t, but in order
to reach 1t it Is absolutely necessary that
we take the right way, and Christ is the
| way, and We must enter at the right door,
| and Christ Is the door, and We must start
In time, and the only hour you are sure Of
is the hour the clock now strikes, and the
only second the one your watch is now
ticking. I hold in my hand roll of
letters inviting you all to make that
your home forever. The New Testa-
ment is only a roll Of letters inviting
you, as the spirit Of them practically
says: my dying yet immortal child In
earthly neighborhood, have built for YOU
q great residence. 1t is full of rooms.
| have furnished them as no palace was ever
furnished. Pearls are nothing, emeralds
are nothing, chrysoprasus is nothing, flu
| mined panels OF sunrise and sunset moth
| ing, the aurora OF the northern heavens
nothing, compared with the splendor with
which l have garnttured them. But you
must be clean before you can enter there,
and SO have opened a fountain where you
| may wash all your sins away. Come now!
Put your weary but cleansed feet on the
upward pathway. Do you not see amid
the thick foliage on the heavenly hilltops
the old family homestead" SIN my
| Fathers house are many rooms"
/ Fries am friends are too often alike