The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-06-23

the Scotch pulpit take it up where Dr. Candlish left 1t; let the Welsh pulpit take 1t up where Christmas Evans lefi It. and let American pulpit take It ui where Archibald Alexander and Dr Kirk and Matthew Simpson left it. Bui
 the world will never appreciate full5
 the love of God until they hear fror his own lips the outburst of his in
 finite and everlasting affection.
 Only glimpses of God have we in this
 world, but. what an hour 1t will b.
 when we first see him, and we vii
 have no more fright than feel when
 now see you. It will not be with
 mortsl eye that we will behold
 him. but with the vision of cleansed,
 forgiven and perfected spirit. Of ali
 the Quintillion ages of eternity to us
 the most thrilling hour will be the drst
 hour when we meet him as he Is. This
 may account for something you have all
 seen and may not have understood
 Have you not noticed how that after
 death the old Christian looks young
 again or the features resume the look
 of 20 or 30 years before? The weari-
 ness is gone out of the face; there is something strikingly restful and placid; there is a pleased look where before there was a disturbed look. What has wrought the change? l think the dying Christian saw God. At the
 moment the soul left the body what the soul saw left, it's impression on the countenance. I think that is what gave that old Christian face after death the radiant and triumphant look. The bestormed spirit has reached the har- Dor: the hard battle of life is ended in victory. The body took that look the moment heaven began, and the curtain was completely lifted and the glories of Jehovah's presence rushed upon the soul. The departing spirit left on the old mans face glad goodby. and that first look gave the pleased curve to the dying lip and smoothed out the wrinkles and touched all the linea- ments with an indescribable radiance. As no one else explains that improved and gladdened post mortem look, to try to explain 1t. saying: He saw God!' "She saw God!''
 Last summer we journeyed thou sands of miles to see the midnight sun from North Cape. Norway. We stood on deck In the arctic seas, our watches In our hands, and at was Il o'clock at night. but light as an ordinary noon- day. Then 1t was half past II o'clock at night. then 1t was 15 minutes of 12. but a long wide, thick cloud hung over the sun. Are we to be disappointed as thousands have been and the journey here failure? Ten minutes of 12 and the sun is still hidden. But about five minutes of 12 the cloud lifted, and midnight sun, the most wondrous spectacle of all the earth, appeared. pouring forth a refulgence that turned the arctic sea into twenty miles of pearls and rubies and diamonds and emeralds and overpowering us with a glory that left uswith body all a-trem- ble. and mind full of all ecstasy, and a soul full of all worship. Thank God we saw it-the midnight sun. So with that departing Christian soul; the voyage of life has been long and rough and tempestuous: chilling sor- rows have again and again snowed down upon him. and 1t is an arctic sea. Many clouds have filled the sky. It is approaching 12 o'clock, and the close of life's day. Friends stand around and count the parting momauts. The clock strikes 12. and God breaks through the clouds and shines upon the features or the departing saint until they are transfgured with the glories of the Sun of Righteousness. That Is what has so changed the features of the old man. It Is the shining of the Midnight Sun.
 Copyright, 1901 Louis Klopsch. N. Y.)