The Yale expositor., 1900-01-05

are pavilions deeply dyed and tasseled
and arched. the fire Of colored gardens
cooled by the snow of white architec-
ture; birds in arabesque so natural to
life that while you cannot hear their
voices you imagine you see the 1utter
of their wings while you are passing;
walls pictured with triumphal pro-
cession; rooms that were called AL
cove of Light" and Hall of Victory;
marble, white and black, like a mix
ture of morn and night; alabaster and
mother-of-pea and lacquer work.
Standing before It, the eye climbs from
step to latticed balcony, and from lat
ticed balcony to oriel, and from oriel
to arch, and from arch to roof, and
then descends on ladder of all colors
and by stairs of perfect lines to tropical
gardens of pomegranite and pineapple.
Seven stories of Respondent architec-
turel But the royal castle provided
for you, If you will only take it on
the prescribed terms, is grander than
all that, and though an abandoned cas-
tie while Christ was here achieving
your redemption, is again occupied by
the Chief among ten thousand" and
some of your own kindred who have
gone up and, waiting for you, are lean
ing from the balcony. The windows
of that castle look off on the kings
gardens, where immortals walk, linked
in eternal friendship; and the banquet
hall of that castle has princes and
princesses at the table; and the wine
is the new wine of the kingdom" and
the supper is the marriage supper OF
the lamb; and there are fountains into
which no tear ever fell, and there is
music that trembles with no grief, and
the light that falls upon the scene is
never beclouded, and there is the kiss
of those united after long separation.
More nerve we will have there than
now, or we would swoon away under
the raptures. Stronger vision will we
have there than now, or our eyesight
would be blinded by the brilliance.
Stronger ear will we have there than
now, or under the roll of that min
strelsy and the clapping Of that accla-
nation and the boom Of that halle
luiah we would be deafened. Glorious
gospel You thought religion was a
STRAIGHTFORWARD, and it put you on the
limits, and thereafter you must 60
cowed down. No, no, no. 1t is to be
castellated. By the cleansing power
of the shed blood of Golgotha, set
your faces toward the shining pima
cles. Oh, it does not matter much
what becomes of us here-for at the
longest our stay is short-if we can
only land there. You see there are so
many | want to meet there. Joshua,
my favorite prophet; and John among
the evangelists; and Paul among the
apostles, and Wycliffe among the mar
tyrs, and Bourdaloue among the
preachers, and Dante among the poets,
and Havelock among the heroes, and
our loved ones whom we have so much
missed since they left us, so many
darlings Of the heart, their absence
sometimes almost unbearable; and,
mentioned in this sentence last of all,
because | want the thought climacteric,
our blessed Lord, without whom we
could never reach the old castle at all.
He took our place. He purchased our
ransom. He wept our woes. He suf-
fered our stripes. He died our death.
He assured our resurrection. Blessed
be his glorious name forever! Surging
to his ear be all the anthems! Fac
ing him be all the thrones!
And then from that vastest audience
ever established IN all the universe
there will go up the shout, Grown
him! Crown him. Crown him!" and
the Father who long ago promised
his only begotten Son, Il will give thee
the heathen for thy inheritance, and
the uttermost parts Of the earth for
thy possession" shall set the crown
upon the forehead yet SCARED with
crucifiXion bramble, and the hosts of
heaven, down on the levels and up in
the galleries, will drop on their knees
crying, Hail, king of earth! King Of
heaven. King OF saints! King of
seraphs! Thy kingdom is an everlast-
ing kingdom, and to thy dominions
there shall be no end! Amen and
Amen! Amen and Amen!"