Connecticut western news. [volume] (Salisbury, Litchfield Co., Conn.) 1871-1970, 1901-04-25

turn my neuu Ill Sieep. BEFORE a Few
hours have passed l shall stand on
Mount Zion with the one hundred and
forty and four thousand and with the
just men made perfect, and we shall
ascribe riches and honor and glory and
majesty and dominion unto God and
the Lamb" DR.. Taylor, condemned to
burn at the stake, on his way thither
broke away from the guardsmen and
went bounding and leaping and jump
ing toward the fire, glad to go to Jesus
and to die for him. Sir Charles Hare
in his last moment had such rapturous
vision that he cried, Upward, upward,
upward~ And so great was the peace
of one of Christ's disciples that he put
his fingers upon the pulse in his wrist
and counted it and observed its hating
beats until his life had ended here to
begin in heaven. But grander than
that was the testimony of the wornout
first missionary when In the Mamar-
tine dungeon he cried: Il am now ready
to be offered, and the time of my de-
parture is at hand! l have fought the
good fight. l have finished my course.
l have kept the faith. Henceforth
there is laid up for me crown of
righteousness, which the Lord, the
righteous judge, will give me in that
day, and not to me only, but to all
them that love his appearing" Do you
not see that Christ is above all in dying
alleviations?
Toward the last hour of our earthly
residence we are speeding. When see
the spring blossoms scattered, l say,
Another season gone forever" When
l close the Bible on Sabbath night,
say, Another Sabbath departed"
When l bury friend, say, Another
earthly attraction gone forever" What
nimble feet the years have! The roe
bucks and the lightnings run not so
fast. From decade to decade, from sky
to sky, they go at bound. There is
a place for us, whether marked or not,
where you and l will sleep the last
sleep, and the men are now living who
will with solemn tread carry us to our
resting place. Brighter than ban
quoting hall through which the light
feet of the dancers go up and down to
the sound of trumpeters will be the
sepulcher through whose riffs the holy
light of heaven streameth. God will
watch you. He will send his angels to
guard your slumbering ground until,
at Christ's behest, they shall roll away
the stone.
At the Redeemer's Feet.
So, also, Christ is above all in
heaven. The Bible distinctly says that
Christ is the chief theme of the celes-
tial ascription, all the thrones facing
his throne, all the palms waved before
his face, all the crowns down at his
feet. Cherubim to cherubim, seraphin
to seraphim, redeemed spirit to re-
deemed spirit, shall recite the Saviour's
earthly sacrifice.
Stand on some high hill of heaven
and in all the radiant sweep the most
glorious object will be Jesus. Myriads
gazing on the scars of his suffering, in
silence first, afterward breaking forth
into reclamation. The martyrs, all the
purer for the flame through which they
passed, viii say, This is Jesus, for
whom we died" The apostles, all the
happier for the sh1pwreck and the
scourging through which they went,
will say, This is the Jesus whom we
preached at Corinth, and in Cappado-
cha, and at Antioch, and at Jerusalem"
Little children clad in white will say,
This is the Jesus who took US In his
arms and blessed us, and when the
storms of the world were too cold and
lsod brought us into this beautiful
place." The multitudes of the bereft
will say, This is the Jesus who COM
forted us when our heart broke"
Many who had wandered clear off
from God and plunged into vagabond-
ism, but were saved by grace, will say:
This is the Jesus who pardoned us.
We We're lost on the mountains, and he
brought us home. We We're guilty, and
lie made us white as snow" Mercy
boundless, grace unparalleled. And
then, after each one has recited his
peculiar deliverances and peculiar mer-
cies, recited them as by solo, all the
voices will come together in great
chorus, which shall make the arches
re-echo with the eternal reverberation
of gladness and peace and triumph.
Edward was so anxious to go to the
Holy Land that when he was about to
expire he bequeathed S16o,0O0 to have
his heart after his decease taken and
deposited in the Holy Land, and his
request was complied with. But there
are hundreds today whose hearts are
already in the holy land of heaven.
Where your treasures are, there are
your hearts also. John Bunyan, OF
whom 1 spoke at the opening Of the
| discourse, caught a glimpse of that
| place, and in his quaint way he said
And heard in my dream, and, 10, the
| bells of the city rang again for joy
And as they opened the gates to let IN
the men / looked in after them, and
| 70, the city shone like the sun, and
there were streets of gold, and mer
walked on them, harps in their hands
to sing praises with all. And after thai
they shut up the gates, which when
! had seen l wished myself among them
Copyright. 1901, by Louis Klopsch, N. VI
The Hussar Treasure.
| Near the spot not far from Port Nor