The Yale expositor., 1901-08-09

have said, "Oh, how sweet to my lips
would be the dust OF the valleyl" and
wished you could pull over you in your
last slumber the coverlet OF green
grass and daisies. You have said:
"Oh, how beautifully quiet 1t must be
In the tomb! wish l was there"
see all around about me widow
hood and orphanage and childlessness;
sadness, disappointment, perplexity. II
| could ask all those in any audience
who have felt no sorrow and been buf-
feted by no disappointment-if l could
ask all such to rise, how many would
rise? Not one.
A widowed mother, with her little
child, went west, hoping to get better
wages there, and she was taken sick
and died. The overseer of the poor
got her body and put it in a box and
putt in a wagon and started down tpI1,
street toward the cemetery a. ui
trot. The little child-the only 0niiu-
ran after it through the streets O"i
headed, crying: Bring me baS my
mother! Bring me back my motM
And it was said that as the peoD'
looked on and saw her crying after
that which lay in the box in the
wagon, all she loved on earth-it is
said the whole village was in tears.
And that is what great many of you
are doing-chasing the dead. Dear
Lord, is there no appeasement for all
this sorrow that l see about me? Yes;
the thought of resurrection and re-
union far beyond this scene Of strug-
gle and tears. They shall hunger no
more, neither thirst any more, neither
shall the sun light on them nor any
heat, for the Lamb which is in the
midst of the throne shall lead them TO
living fountains of water, and God
shall wipe away all tears from their
eyes" Across the couches of your
sick and across the graves of your
dead l fling this shower of sweet
spices. Queen Balkis, driving up TO
the pillared portico of the house of
cedar, carried no such pungency Of per-
fume as exhales to-day from the Lords
garden. 1t is peace. 1t is sweetness.
The Most Magnificent Temple
Have you read of the Tai Mahal, in
India, in some respects the most ma
jestic building on earth? Twenty
thousand men were twenty years in
building it. 1t cost about S16,0O0,000
The walls are of marble inlaid with
carnelian from Bagdad and turquoise
from Tibet and jasper from the Pun
jab and amethyst from Persia and all
manner of precious stones. A traveller
said that it seemed to him like the
shining of the enchanted castle of
FURNISHED silver. The walls are 245
feet high, and from the top Of these
springs a dome 80 more feet high, that
dome containing the most wonderful
echo the world has ever known, so
that ever and anon travellers standing
below with flutes and drums and harps
are testing that echo, and the sounds
from below strike up, and then come
down, as it were, the voices of angels
al around about the building. There
is around it a garden of tamarind and
banyan and palm and all the floral
glories of the ransacked earth. But that
is only tomb of dead empress, and
it is tame compared with the grand
eurs which God has builded for your
living and immortal spirit.
Oh home of the blessed! Founda-
tions of gold! Arches of victory! Cap
stones Of praise! And a dome in which
there are echoing and re-echoing the
halleluiahS of the ages! And around
about that mansion is a garden, the
garden of God, and all the springing
fountains are the bottled tears of the
church in the wilderness and all the
crimson of the flowers is the deep hue
that was caught up from the carnage
of earthly martyrdoms and the fra
GRANGE is the prayer of all the saints
and the aroma puts into utter forget
fulness the cassia and the spikenard
and the frankincense and the world
renowned spices which Queen Ball1is
of Abyssinia flung at the feet of King
Solomon.
When shall these eyes thy heaven
built walls
And pearly gates behold,