The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1900-04-06


tween nv soul and Jesusf' Songs ia the
night. songs In the night
This Sahha;n Gay came. From the altars
% 10. 900 churches has smokelup the SAVIOR
of sacrifice. Mlaisters OF the Gospel
preached In plain Engllsh. la broad scotch.
In howlas Italian, ia hsrsh Caoesaw. Gods
people assembled in Hindoo temple and
Moravian church and Quaker meeting
house aud sailors bethel and kings chapel
and high lowered cathedral. They sang,
and the song loatcd OF amid the spice
groves or struck tho icebergs or doated OF
into the western pines or was drowned in
the clamor OF the great cities. Lunbermen
sang II aud the factory girls aud tho chill.
dren Ia the Sabbath class aud the trained
cholrs ia great assemblages. Trappers
with the same voice with witch they
shouted yesterday in tha stag hunt
and mariners with throats that only
few days ago sounded In the hoarse
blast OF tue sea hurricane. they sang IT,
One theme FOR the sermons. one burden
FOR the song. Jesus for the Invocation
Jesus for the Scripture lesson. Jesus tot
the baptismal font. Jesus for the sscra
mental cup. Jesus for the benediction.
But the day has gone. IL rolled away on
swift wheels OF light aud love. Again the
churches are lighted. Tides Of people
again setting down the streets Whole
families coming up the churca aisle. We
we preachp- What shall We rsad2 Let IL
be Jesus. everybody says; let IL be Jesus
We must have one more song. What shall
IL be- chlldrenl Aged men and women,
what shall IL boz Young men aat mAidens
what shall 1t be- IL you dared 10 break
the silence OF this auditory, there would
come up thousands OF quick and jubilant
voices. crying out: Let II be Jesus Jesus.
JesUsl"
We sing His birth-.he barn that shell
tered Him, the mother that nursed Hlm
the cattle that fed beside HIN. the angels
that woke up the shepherds, shaking light
over tho midnight hills We sing His min.
istry-the tears lie wiped away from ths
eyes OF the orphans, the lame men that
forgot their crutches. the damsel who from
the bier bounded out into the sunlight. her
locks shaking down over the flushed cheek
the hungry thousands who broke che bread
"A IL blossomed into larger loaves that
miracle by which "a boy with five loayes and
two fishes became the sutler OF a whole
army. Wa sing Hts sorrows-His stone
bruised teet, His aching heart. His noun,
tain loneliness, His desert hunger, His
storm pelted body. the eternity OF anguish
that shot through His last moments
and tho immvasurable ocean OF tor.
ment that heaved up against His cross ir
one foamtng, wrathtuI, omuipotent surge.
the sun dashed out aud the doad, shroud
wrapped. breaking open thelr sepulchers
and rushing out TO SEQ what was the mat.
ter. We sing HIS resurrection the guard
that could not keep Him. the sorrow OF HE
disciples. tho clouds piling up on either
slde In pillared splendors ~ lie went
through. treading the pathless air. higher
and higher, until He came 10 tho foot OF
the throne, aud all heaven kept jubilee AT
the return OF the conqueror. Oh. is there
any song more appropriate for n Sabbath
nf frh 80 4 40 la
passersby In tho street hear It. let the
angels OF God carry II amidst the thrones
Sound IL out through tho darkness: Jesus
the night song, appropriate for any hour
but especially sweet and beautiful and
blessed on Sabbath night.
say oncs more Christ Il tho everlasting
song. The very bost singers sometimes
get tirsd; the strongest throats sometimes
get weary, and many who sang very sweet =
ly do not sing now. but hope by the grace
OF God We will atter while go up and
sing the praises ot Christ where we will
never bo weary. You know there ara some
songs that ara especially appropriate Tor
the home circs. They stir the soul, they
start tho tears, they turn tho heart In on
itself and keep sounding after the tune
has stopped, like some cathedral bell
which. long after ;he tap OF tho brazen
tongue has ceased, keeps throbbing on tho
air. Well, IL will be home song Ia
heaven, all the sweetcr because those who
sang with US in tho domestic circle on
eartL shall Join that great harmony.
Jerusalem, my happy home.
Name ever dear TO me;
When shall my labors have an end
IL Joy ana peace ia theel
90 earth we sang harvest songs as tho
wheat came into the barn aud the barracks
were filed. You know there IL no such
time on farm as whom they get the crops
la aud so In heaven IL will be harvest
song on the part OF those who on earth
sowed In tears and reaped In Joy. Lit up
your heads, ye everlasting gates, and let
the sheaves como inl Angels shout all
through the heavens, and multitudes come
down the hills crying: Harvest Lomo!
Harvest homel'
Tho Christian singers ana composers OF
nll agos will be thore TO Join In that song
Thomas Hastings will be there. Lowell
Mason will be there. Beethoven and Mo.
zart will be there. Tley who sounded the
cymbals and the trunpsts IN tho ancient
temples will be there. The 10000 harpers
that stood at the ancient dedication will
be there. The 200 singers that assisted on
that day will be there.
Patrlarchs who lived amid thrsshlng
foors, shepherds who watched amid Chal-
dean hills, prophets who walked, with long
boards and coarse apparel, pronounclng
woe against ancient abcminatlons. will
meet the more recent martyrs who went
up with lcaplng cohorts OF Ere. and some
will speak OF the Jesus OF whom they
prophesied aud others Of tho Jesus for
whom they died.
Oh, what n sougi II came 10 John upon
Patmos. IL came TO Calvin In the prison, Il
dropped TO Ridley in the fire, and some.
times that song has come TO your ear per.
L.. Il N..I.
breaks over the bettlenents of heaven.
A Christian woman. the wife OF a minis.
ter OF the Gospel was dv.Ag In the par-on.
age near the old chu/,h, where on Satur-
day night the choir used 10 assemble and
rehearse for the following Sabbath, and
sue said: "How strangely sweet the choir
rehearses tonight. They have been rs.
hearsIag there FOR an hour" NO." said
some one about her "ths cholr Ia not re.
hearsiDg tonight" Yes" she said, "f
know they are. hear them sing. How
very sweetly they siuR."
Now, II was no. \ choir OF earth that she
heard, but the choir Oi heaven. Think
that Jesus sometimes sets ~ ar the door oi
heaven, and passage ot that rapture
greets our ears. Tho minsirels o. heaven
strike such a Tremendous strain the walls
OF jasper cannot hold ~.
I wonderland this u question have
been asking myself AL the -siyics-wlll
you sing that sOngl VIII I sing it, Not
unless our SINS are parioned and We learn
now to sing the praise u Cbris, will We
ever sing Il there.
The frat great concert that I ever at.
tended was in New York, when julien Ia
tine Crystal palace stood before hundreds
OF singers ahd hundreds % players upon
instruments. Some % you may remember
that occasion. II was the nrst Que oi the
Slnd at which vas present. and / shalt
rsvsr forget ~. snw THAI one man stand.
Ing and with ths hand aud Zoo, WELD that
great harnony. boating tao time. II was