St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1900-06-16

4, E1k. .,slB4TURDAY,
to conats sxs wss6on to the banh
of the Jordan and call across to them.
but they do not seem to hear. WE say:
.sIs it. well with the child? is il well
with the loved ones7" and we listen to
hear. il. any voice come back over the
waters. None, none! Is
Unbelief says: "They+are dead, and
they ssresaapihilated.." but blessed bs
God. Ne have GBibk that tells us differ
e1t! Wezopen it, and we i9d.thty are
r fther dad nor so1SfhilS1 I'd that
they never wefe % mdeA alSe - now
that they are only, waiting for our
coming and that we snail join them on
the other side OF the river. Oh. .glori-
GUS reunion. we cannot grasp tnow!
EYE hath not seen, nor ear beard,
neither have entered into the heart OF
man, the things -whicir God hath pre-
pared for them that love Him."
What a place Of explanation It win
be! Isee every day profound mysteries
of Providence. There is no question we
ask ofteners than Why? There are
hundreds of graves in Greenwood and
Laurel Hill that need to be explained.
Hospitals for the blind and lame.
easyiums for the id{otic and Insane,
.aimshouses for. the destitute md .
world of pain and misfortune that de-
mand more than human solution God
will clear it AL. up 1n-the light that
.pours from the throne. no dark mys-
terry can live. Things now utterly in-
scrutable will be illumined as plainly
as though the answer was written on
the jasper wall or sounded in the tenn
Pile anthem. Bartimeus will thank
God that he was blind, and Joseph that
he was cast into the pit, and Daniel
that he denned with the lions, and Paul
that he was humpbacked, and David
that he was driven from Jerusalem.
and that invalid, that for 20 years he
could not lift his head from the pillow,
and that widow, that she had such hard
work to earn bread for her children.
The song will be al the grander TO.
earth's weeping eyes and aching heads
and exhausted hands and scour9ed
backs and martyred agonies. But we
can get no idea of that anthem here.
We appreciate the power Of secular
music, but do we appreciate the power
of sacred song? There is nothing more
inspiring to me than whole congreEa-
tion lifted ON the wave Of holy melody.
When we sing some Of those dear old
psalms and tunes, they rouse al the
memories Of the past. Why, some of
them were cradle songs In our fathers
house! They are all sparkling with the
morning dew Of thousand Christian
sabbaths. They were sung by BROTH
ers and sisters gone now. by voices that
were aged and broken in the music,
voices mono the less sweet because they
did tremble and break. 49,
When I hear these old songs sung, IL
seems as II all the old country meeting
houses joined in the chorus and city
church and sailors bethel and western
cabins until the whole continent lifts
the doxology and the scepters Of eter-
nifty beat time in the music. Away,
then, with your starveling tunes that
chill the devotions Of the sanctuary
and make the people sit silent when
Jesus is marching on to victory. When
generals come back from victorious
wars do we not cheer them and shout:
"Huzza, huzza?r And when Jesus
passes along in the conquest of ths
earth, shall we not have for Him one
loud, ringing cheer? s.
All hail the power of Jesus namel
Let angels prostrate fall.
Bring forth the royal diadem
And crown Him Lord of all.
But, my friends, il music on earth II
so sweet what will it be in Heavenl
They all know the tune there. All the
best singers Of al the ages will join it
-choirs of white-robed children, choirs
of patriarchs, choirs Of apostles. Morn
ing stars clapping their cymbala.
Harpers with their harps. Great an
thems of God roll on! roll on!-otheE
empires joining the harmony till the
thrones are al full and the nations
all saved. Anthem shall touch anthem.
chorus join chorus. and al the sweet
sounds Of earth and Heaven be poured
into the ear Of Christ. David of the
harp will be there. Gabriel of the trum-
pet will be there. Germany, redeemed,
win pour its rich bass voice into the
song, and Africa will add to the music
with her matchless voices. / wish In
our closing hymn to-day We might
catch an echo that slips from the gates.
Who knows but that when the heaven
ly door opens to-day to let some soul
through there may come forth the
strain of the jubilant voices until we
catch it7 Oh, that 40 the song drops
down from Heaven IL might meet hall
way song coming up from earth.
They rise for. the doxology, all the
multitude Of the blest! Let us arise
with them, and 90 at this hour the joys
of the church on earth and the joys Of
the church in Heaven will mingle their
chalices, and the dark apparel of our
mourning will seem to whiten into the
spotless raiment Of. the skies. God
grant that through the mercy Of our
Lord Jesus we may AL get there!
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