The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1902-04-15

heaven ABOVE and heaven beneath. Not a
leaf rustling or a bee humming or a grass
hopper chirping. Silence in the meadow.
silence among the hills. Thus bright and
beautiful shall be the evening of the world.
The heats of earthly conflict are cool: the
glory OF heaven fills all the scene with love,
Fight! peace Az eVen''me 1t Is light
Finally, my text shall find fulilment at
the end of the Christians life. You know
how short winters day is and how little
work you can do. Now, my friends, life is
short winters day. The sun rises at s
ana sets at q The birth angel and the
death angel fly only little way apart.
Baptism and burial are near together.
With one hand the mother rocks the era.
die and with the other she touches a grave.
went into the house of one of my pa.
rishioners on Thanksgiving Day. The lit.
tie child of the household was bright and
glad, and with 1t bounded up and down
the hall. Christmas Day came and the
hight OF that household had persisted We
stood, with black book, reading over the
grave. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust"
But hurl away this darkness. l cannot
have you weep. Thanks be unto God, who
glveth us the victory, at eventime it shall
be hight! l have seen many Christians die
l never saw any of them die in darkness
What II the pillows of death do rise above
our girdle, who does not love to battle?
What though other lights do go out in the
blast. what do we want Vt them when all
the gates of glory swing open before US.
ana from myriad voices, myriad harps,
a myriad thrones a myriad palaces there
uaShes upon us "Hosanna! Hosanna!"
Throw back the shutters and let the
sun IN, said dying Scoville McCullum, one
OF my Sabbath-school boys Throw back
the shutters and let the sun in" You can
see taul putting on robes and wings of as
cSuslon as he eXclaims. Il have fought the
good fight! have finished my counsel |
have Fept the faith"
Hugh McKall went to one side of the
scahoid OF martyrdom and cried: Fare
well sun, moon and stars. Farewell all
earthly delights; then went on the other
side OF the scatfold and cried: "Welcome.
God and Father! Welcome, sweet Jesus
Christ, the Mediator of the covenant!
Welcome, DEATH Welcome, g!ory!"
minister OF Christ in Philadelphia,
dying, SAID in his last moments, IL move
into the light" They did not 90 down
doubling and fearing and shivering. but
their battle cry rang through all the cav
ems OF the sepulcher and was echoed back
from all the thrones of heaven: 20 death,
where IS thy sting? o grave, where is thy
victory :: Sing, my soul, of joys to come.
saw a beautiful being wandering up
and down the earth. She touched the aged
and they became young; she touched the
poor and they became rich. | said, "Who
Is this beautiful being wandering up and
down the earth?" They told me that her
name was bcdlH. w nat strange thrill
OF JOY when the palsed Christian begin
to use his arm again, when the blind
Christian begins to see again, when the
deaf Christian begins to hear again, when
the poor pilgrim puts his feet on such pave
ment and joins in such company and has 4
tree seat IN such a great temple
Hungry men no more to hunger, thirsty
men no more to thirst, weeping men no
more to weep, dying men no more to die.
Gather up all sweet words, all jubilant ex-
aHFaWn
BRING them to me, and | will pour upon
them this stupendous theme of the souls
disenthraliment
Oh, the JOY of the spirit as it shall mount
up toward the throne of God, shouting:
Free! Free" Your eye has gazed upon
the garnlture OF earth and heaven, but eye
hath not seen 1t; your ear has caught har-
monies uncounted and indescribable-
caught them from harp's trill and birds
carol and waterfalls dash and oceans dox-
ology-but ear hath not heard it.
How did those blessed ones get up into
the light? What hammer knocked off their
chains! What loom wove their robes of
light! Who gave them wings? All, eter-
nlty IS not long enough to tell it, seraphim
have not capacity enough to realize it.
the marvels of redeeming Lowell
Let the palms wave; let the crowns Gilt.
ter; let the anthems ascend let the trees
OF Lebanon clap their hands-thev cannot
tell the half of it, Archangel before the
throne, thou failcstl
Sing on, praise on, we hosts of the glori-
ned, and II with your scepters you cannot
reach it and with your songs you cannot
express 1t then let all the myriads of the
saved unite in the exclamation: Jesus!
Jesus! Jesusw
There viii be a password at the gate of
heaven. A great multitude come up and
knock l.nSk at the gate The gatekeeper says.
The password" They say: we have no
password. We were great on earth, and
now we come up to be great in heaven"
a voice from within answers IL never
knew you Another group come up to
the gate of heaven and knock The gate.
keeper says, The password" They say
we have no password. We did a great
many noble things on earth We endowed
colleges and took care of the poor" The
voice from within says, II never knew
YOU Another group come up to the gate
OF heaven and knock. The gatekeeper
says, Tine password" They answer. 1--WE
were wanderers from God and deserve to
die bat we heard the voice Of jesus"
Aye aye says the gatekeeper. that is
the password! Lift up your heads, We
everlasting gates, and let these people
come IN. They go in and surround the
throne, Jubilant forever
All, do YOU wonder that the last hours
OF the Christian on earth are illuminated
by thoughts of the coming glory? Light in
the evening The medicines may be bitter.
\ h' pam may NC nudip. ne parting NAV
be heartrending. Yet light in the even
ing. AS all the stars OF the night sink
their anchors of pearl in lake and river
and sea 80 the waves Of Jordan shall he II.
Illuminated with the down flashing of the
glory to come. The dying soul looks no at
the consultations. "Jhe Lord is my light
and my salvation; whom shall / fear"
Inc Lamb which is IN the midst Of the
throne shall lead them 90 living fountains
Of water. and God shall wipe away all tears
from their eyes"
Close the eyes of the departed one.
earth would seem tame 10 its enchanted
vision Fold The hands: hfe's work he
ended; Veil the face; it has been trans-
figured.
Mr.. Ioplady in his dying hour said.
Light Coming nearer the expiring
moment he exclaimed with i1Ipwinstc5
countenance, Light" In the last instant
Of his breathing he lifted up his hands and
cried Light LightW
Thank God for light in the EVENING"
fCupvrirhf 1907