Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1900-04-11

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,Ightl Songs in the night For the soldier
n the field hospital, no surgeon to bind
lp the gunshot fracture, no water for the
| not lips, no kind hand to brush away the
| lies from the fresh wound, no one to TAX.
The loving farewell. the groaning OF others
poured into his own groan, the blasphemy
)f others plowing up his own spirit, the
condensed bitterness OF dying away from
1ome among strangers. Yet songs In the
| lighri Songs in the night "Ah," said
| one dying soldier, ''tell my mother that
last night there was not one cloud be-
tween my soul and Jesus!' Songs In the
night! Songs in the night
This Sabbath day came. From the affairs
| Of 10 900 churches has smoked up the SAVIOR
| Of sacrifice. Ministers OF the Gospel
| preached in plain English, in broad Scotch,
| in flowing italian, In harsh Choctaw. Gods
! people assembled in Hindoo temple and
Moravian church and Quaker meeting
house and sailors bethel and kings chapel
| and high lowered cathedral. They sang.
and the song hoated off amid the spice
| groves or struck the icebergs or hoated OIL
| into the western pines or was drowned In
the clamor OF the great cities. Lunoermen
yang it and the factory girls and the chill
iren in the Sabbath class and the trained
| ,hoirs in great assemblages. Trappers
/ viii. the same voice with which they
shouted yesterday in the stag hunt
md mariners with throats that only Il
| 'ew days ago sounded in the foarse
blast OF the sea hurricane, they sang IL.
| One theme for the sermons. One burden
| 'or the song. Jesus for the invocation.
| Jesus for the Scripture lesson. Jesus for
The baptismal font. Jesus for the sacra.
! mental cup. Jesus for the benediction.
! But the day has gone. 1t rolled away on
swift wheels of light and love. Again the
! churches are lighted. Tides of people
| again setting down the streets. Whole
families coming up the church aisle. We
must have one more service. What shall
We preach? What shall We read? Let it
be Jesus, everybody says; let it be Jesus.
| 1t be, children? Aged men aud women,
what shall 1t be3 Yount men and maidens,
What shall it be? Ii you dared to break
| he silence of this auditory, there would
| ,ome up thousands OF quick and jubilant'
,oices. crying out: LET it be Jesus! Jesusl
Tesus!''
| say once more Christ is the everlasting
| song. The very best singers sometimes
get tired; the strongest throuts sometimes
| get weary, and many who sang very sweet
ly do not sing now, but hope by the grace
| of God we will after u while go up and
sing the praises of Christ where We will
| never be weary. You know there are some
songs that are especially appropriate for
the home circle. They stir the soul, they
start the tears, they turn the heart in on
itself and keep sounding after the tune
has stopped like some cathedral bell
which, long after the tap of the brazeu
| .ongus has ceased, keeps throbbng on the
| lir. Well, it will be home song In
heaven, all the sweeter because those who
lang with us in the domestic circle on
.arth shall join that great harmony:
Jerusalem. my happy home,
| Name ever dear to me;
| When shall my labors have an end
In joy and peace in thee?
| On earth we sang harvest songs as the
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we're filled. You know there is such
| line on farm rs when they get the crops
| u and so In heaven il will be a harvest
| song on the part OF those who on earth
sowed in tears and reaped in Joy. Lift up
| your heads, ye everlasting gates, and let
:he sheaves come in! Angels shout all
through the heavens, and mHltitudes come
| iown the hills crying: Harvest home
| Harvest homer
The Christian singers ana composers OF
all ages will be there to join in that song.
| Thomas Hastings will be there. Lowell
Mason will be there. Beethoven and Mo-
.art will be there. They who sounded the
| ,ymbals and the trumpets in the ancient
| temples will be there. TIE 10000 harpers
that stood at the ancient de LEGATION will
% there. The 200 singers that assisted on
that day will be there.
| Patriarchs who lived amid thrashng
| ioors shepherds who watched amid Chal-
| lean hills, prophets who walked, with long
| oeards and coarse apparel, prnnouncing
| woe against ancient denominations, will
| meet the more recent martyrs who went
lp with leaping cohorts of lire, and some
will speak OF the Jesus of whom they
prOphesied aud others of the Jesus for
whom they died.
| Oh, what n song! 1t came to John upon
Patmos. it came to Calvin in the prison, it
dropped to Ridley in the fire, and some
lines that song has come to your ear per-
| laps, for really do think it sometimes
! breaks over the battlement5 of heaven.
| Christian woman, the wife of minis
ter of the Gospel, was dying in the parson-
| age near the old church, where on Satur-
lay night the choir used to assemble and
rehearse for the following Sabbath, and
she said: "How strangely sweet the choir
rehearses tonight. They have been re-
hearsing there for an hour" NO" said
hearsing tonight Yes" she said, al
know they are. hear them sing. How
very sweetiy they sing"
Now, it was not a choir OF earth that she
heard, but the choir of heaven. Think
that Jesus sometimes sets jar the door of
heaven, and passage of that rapture
greets our ears. The minstrels of heaven
, strike such n tremendous strain the walls
| OF jasper cannot hold 1t.
| / wonderland this Is a question 1 have
been asking myself all the service-wilI
you sing that song? viii l sing il? Not
now to sing the praise OF Christ will We
ever sing it there.
| The first great concert that l ever Mt =
tended was in New York when Julien In
the Crystal palace stood before hundreds
| OF singers and hundreds of players upor
instruments. Some of you may remember
that occasion. 1t was the first one of the
kind ut which l was present, and L shall
never forget it. l saw that one man stand
ing and with the hand and foot WELD that
great harmony, beating the time. 1t was
to me overwhelming.
But, oh, the grander scene when they
shall come from the East and from the
West and from the North and from the
South, "a great multitude that no man can
lumber" into the temple OF the skies, host
beyond host, rank beyond rank, gallery
| above gallery, and Jesus will stand before
that great host to conduct the harmony
with His wounded hands and His wounded
feet! Like the voice OF many waters, like
the voice Of mighty thunderings, they
| shall cry: "Worthy is the Lamb that was
slain to receive blessing and riches and
honor and glory and power, world without
end. Amen and amenl''
Oh, III my ear shall hear no other sweet
sounds may hear thati III join no other
glad assemblage. may join that.
1 was reading of the battle of Agincourt
In which Henry V. figured, and ii is said
after the battle was won, gIorIously won,
the king wanted to acknowledge the divine
interposition, and he ordered the chaplain
to read the Psalm of David, and when he
came to the words, mot unto us, . Lord.
but to Thy pane be the praise" the king
dismounted, and all the cavalry dis
mounted, and all the great host, officers
and men, threw themselves on their faces.
Oh, at the story OF the Saviour's love and
the Saviour's deliverance shall we not
PROSTATE ourselves before Him to-day.
hosts OF earth aud hosts OF heaven, falling
upon our faces and crying, "Not unto us.
not unto US, but unto Thy name be the
gloryI'
Success isn't going round lookin
for people to pick il up.
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