The age-herald., 1902-03-02
Dr. Talmage's Sermon.
"Blessed are they who put their trust in
The Anoels In the Gallery.

..Rlessed are they who put their trust in him."
 The Angels In the Gallery.
 look again, and I see the angelic gal lery. There they are-the angel that swung the sword at the gate of Eden, the same that Ezekiel saw upholding the throne of God, and from which l look away, for the splendor Is insufferable. Here are the guardian angels. That one watched a patriarch; this one protected a child; that one has been pulling a soul out of temptation! All these are messen- gers of light! Those drove the Spanish ar mada on the rocks. This turned Senna- cherib's living host into a heap of 1s5,000 corpses Those wonder chanted the Christ mas carol over Bethlehem until the chant awoke the shepherds These at creation stood in the balcony of heaven and seren- aded the newborn world wrapped in swaddling clothes of light. And there, holier and mightier than all is Michael, the archangel. To command an earthly host gives dignity, but this one Is leader of the 20,000 chariots of God and of the ten thousand times ten thousand angels. I think God gives command to the arch angel, and the archangel to the seraphim and the seraphim to the cherubim, until all the lower orders of heaven hear the command and go forth on the high be- hest.
 Now, bring on your lions! Who can fear? All the spectators in the angelic gallery are our friends "He shall give his angels charge over thee to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands lest thou dash thy foot 1 against a stone. Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder; the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under foot"
 Though the arena be crowded with | IL l help strike them down in the name of our God and leap on their fallen car casses! bending throng of bright an- gelic faces and swift wings and light ming foot, I hall you today from the dust and struggle of the arena
 look again and I see the gallery of the prophets and apostles Who are those mighty ones up wonder? Hosea and Jere- miah and Daniel and Isaiah and Paul and Peter and John and James. There sits Noah, waiting for all the world to come into the ark and Moses. waiting till the last Red Sea shall divide and Jeremia .. waiting for the Jews to return, and John of the apocalypse, waiting for the swear ing of the angel that time shall be no l longer. Glorious spirits Ye were howled at, ye were stoned ye were spit uponi They have been in this fight them selves and they are all with us. Daniel knows all about lions. Paul fought with beasts at Ephesus.
 Help From the Prophets. In the ancient amphitheater the people got so excited that they would shout from the galleries to men in the arena :: "At 1t again." Forward" "One more stroker Look outl' Fall back' "Huzza! Huzza!" So in that gallery prophetic and apostolic, they cannot keep 1.at, will deliver thee from the mouth of the lionsl" David exclaims, He will not suf- fer thy foot to be moved" Isaiah calls out: Fear notl I am with theel Be not dlsmayed!' Paul exclaims. "Vict. y through our Lord Jesus Christi" That throng of prophets and apostles cannot keep still They make the wellin ring with shouting and haleluiahs.
 look again, and I see the gallery of the martyrs. Who is that? Hugh Latimer, sure enough! He would not apologize for the truth he preached and so he died the night before swinging from the bed post in perfect glee at the thought of emancipation. Who Is that army of G. 666? They are the Theban legion who died for the faith. Here Is a larger host in magnificent array, S84,000 who perish ed for Christ In the prosecutions of Dio- cletian. Wonder Is a family group. Feli- citas of Rome and her children. While they were dying for the faith she stood encouraging them. One son was whipped to death by thorns; another was flung from rock; another was beheaded. At last the mother became martyr. There they are together, family group in heav- enl Wonder Is John Bradford, who said in the fire, "We shall have a merry supper with the Lord tonightn' Wonder is Henry Woes, who exclaimed as he died, If I had ten heads, they should all fall off for Christt' The great throng of the mar tyrs! They had hot lead poured down their throats; horses were fastened to their hands and other horses to their feet, and thus they were pulled apart; they had their tongues pulled out by the redhot pin chers; they were sewed up in the skins of animals and then thrown to the dogs they were daubed with combustiles and set on fire! If all the martyrs stakes that have been kndled could be set at proper distances. they would make the midnight all the world over bright as noondayi And now they sit wonder in the martyrs gallery. For them the fires of persecution have gone out; the swords are sheathed and the mob hushed. Now they watch us with an all observing sym pathy. They know all the pain, all the hardship. all the anguish, all the injustice all the priva- tion. They cannot keep still. They cry: Courage! The fire will not consume the floods cannot drown; the lions cannot de- your. Courage down there in the arena"
 Some Eminent Spectators.
 What? Are they looking? This hour we answer back the salutation they give and cry, Hail, sons and daughters of the frev
 I look again, and I see another gallery that of eminent Christians What strikes me strangely is the mixing in companionship of those who on earth could not agree. There is Albert Barnes and around him the presbytery who tried him for heterodoxy Wonder are Lyman Beecher and the church court that de- nounced him! Stranger than all, there are John Calvin and James Arminius, Who would have thought that they would sit so lovingly together? There are George Whitefield and the ministers who would not let him come into their pulpits be- cause they thought him a fanatic There