Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1901-04-10

busiest season OF the year at MONDAY is
not so busy as heaven is all the time
Grand projects of mercy for other
worlds Victories to be celebrated. The
downfall of despotism on earth to be an
nounced. Great songs to be learned and
sung. Great exT "ditions on which God
shall send forth children. Plenty to
do, but no fatigu' If you are seated UNI
der the trees of Ii e it VIII not he to rest,
but 10 talk over with some old comrade
old times the battles where you fought
shoulder TO shoulder.
Sometimes in thu world we feel we
would like to have such body as that.
There is so much work to be done for
Christ, there are 50 many tears 10 be
wiped away, there are so many burdens
to life there is so much to be achieved
for Christ, we sometimes wish that from
the first of January 10 the last OF Decem-
her we could toll on without stopping to
sleep or TO take any recreation or to rest
or even to take food--that we could toll
right on without stopping moment in
our work OF commencing Cmist and
heaven to all the people. But W all get
tired. 1t is characteristic of The human
body in this condition; we mus get tired.
Is it not a glorious thought that we are
going to have body that will never
grow weary? O glorious resurrection
day! Gladly will | fling aside this poor
body of sin and Hing it into the tomb If
nj thy bidding | shall have body that
never wearies. That is a splendid resur-
rection hymn that we have all sung:
So Jesus slept Gods dying Son
4 al IL
the bed
Rest here, blest saint. till from his throne
The morning breaks to pierce the shade.
The Risen Savior.
o blessed resurrection. Speak out,
sweet flowers, beautiful flowers. While
you tell of risen Christ tell of the right
eous who shall rise. May God fill you
this morning with anticipation.
| heard of father and son who among
others We're shipwrecked at sea The
father and the son climbed into the rig
ging The father held on, but the son
after awhile lost his hold on the rigging
and was dashed down. The father sup
posed he had gone hopelessly under the
wave. The next day the father was
brought ashore from the rigging in an
exhausted state and laid on bed in a
fisherman's hut, and after many hours
had passed he came to consciousness and
saw lying beside him on the same bed his
hoy. Oh, my friends, what Il glorious
thing it will be if we wake up at last
to find our loved ones beside US, coming
up from the same plot in the graveyard.
coming up in the same morning light
the father and son alive forever, all the
loved ones alive forever, never more to
weep, never more to part, never more
to die.
May the God of peace that brought
again from the dead our Lord Jesus.
that great Shepherd of the sheep, through
the blood of the everlasting covenant
make you perfect in every good work, TO
do his will, and let the associations of
this morning transport our thoughts to
the grander assemblage before the
throne. The one hundred and forty and
four thousand and the great multitude
that no L4an can number" some of our
best friends amcug them. we after
awhile TO join the multitude. Glorious
anticipation.
Blest are the saints beloved of God:
Washed are their robes in Jesus blood.
Brighter than angels, 10, they shine,
Their wonders sple ibid and sublime.
My soul anticipates the day,
Would stretch her wings and soar away
To aid the song, the palm 10 bear,
And bow, the chief sinners, there.