Milford chronicle., 1902-02-14


putting on robes and wings of ascen.
sion as ne exclaims: 81 have fought the
good fight! l have finished my course!
l have kept the faithp'
Hugh McKail went to one side Of the
scaffOld Of martyrdom and cried
Farewell sun, moon and stars! Fare.
we'll all earthly delightsw then went to
the other side of the scafold and cried;
welcome, God and Father! Welcome.
sweet Jesus Christ. the Mediator of the
covenant! Welcome, death! Welcome.
gloryw A minister of Christ in Phila-
delphia, dying, said in his last mo.
ments, 81 move into the lightr' They
did not go down doubling and fearing
and shivering, but their battlecry rang
through all the caverns of the sepul-
cher and was echoed back from all the
thrones of heaven: 20 death, where is
thy sting? o grave, where is thy vic
tory?" 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. I said, "Who is this beautiful
being wandering up and down the
EARTH" They told me that her name
was Death. What a strange thrill of
joy when the palsied Christian begins
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 pavement and joins in such com
pany and has a free 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 express
sions, all rapturous explanations; bring
them to me. and will pour upon them
this stupendous theme of the souPs
disenthrallmenti Oh. the Joy OF the
spirit as it shall mount up toward the
throne Of God, shouting: Free! Freer"
Your eye has gaZed upon the garni
ture Of earth and heaven. but eye hath
not seen it; your ear has caught har
monies unc0unted and indescribablt-
caught them from harp's trill and
birds carol and waterfalls dash and
oceans doxOlogy = 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. eternity is not long
enough to tell it, seraphim have not
capacity enough to realize 1.-THE mar.
Vels OF redeeming love! Let the palms
wave; let the crowns glitter; let the
anthems ascend; let the trees of I.eba.
non clap their hands-they cannot tell
The half Of it. Archangel before the
throne. thou failest! Sing on. praise
on, We hosts Of the glorifed. and if
with your scepters you cannot reach |
t and with your songs you cannot ex-
press it then let all the myriads of the
saved unite in the exclamation: 'Je.
'Us! Jesus! Jesus"
The Light of Eventide.
There will be a password at the gate
= heaven. A great multitude come M
IND knock at the gate. The gatekeeper
'ays, 1.-THE password" They say: I'VE
AVE no password. We were great on
'arth. and now we come up to be great
n heaven" A voice from within an
iwers, Il never knew you" Another
sroup come up to the gate of heaven
md knock. The gatekeeper says. THE
password" They say: I'VE have no
password. We did a great many noble
hings on earth. We endowed colleges
md took care of the poor" The voice
rom within says, Il never knew YOU"
mother group come up to the gate of
leaven and knock. The gatekeeDer
avs, THE password" They answer.
We were wanderers from God and de-
erve to die, but we heard the voice Of
esus"- "Aye, aye" says the gate
Aeeper, that is the password! Lift I'D
our heads, We everlasting gates, and
ct these people come in" They 60 in
md surround the throne, jubilant for
.ver!
AN, DO you wonder that the last hours
t the Christian on earth are illuminat
q by thoughts of the coming gloryfl
light in the evening The medicines
lay be bitter. The pain may be sharp
he parting may be heartrending. Yeti
ght in the evening. AS all the stars
I the night sink their anchors of pearl
lake and river and sea so the waves
I Jordan shall be Illuminated with
be down flashing Of the glory to come.
he dying soul looks up at the constel.
atoms. "The Lord is my light and my
aviation; whom shall l fearP" The
'amb which is in the midst of the
hrone shall lead them to living foun.
aims of water, and God shall wipe
way all tears from their eyes"
Close the eyes of the departed one:
arth would seem tame to its enchant.
d vision. Fold the hands; life's work
ended. Veil the face; it has been
Mr.. TOplady in his dying hour said,
Light" Coming nearer the expiring
lOment, he exclaimed with illuminated
Duntenance, "Lightr' In the last in.
-ant of his breathing he lifted up his
ands and cried: Light! Light"
Thank God for light in the evening!
copyright. 1902. Louis Klopsch. N. VI
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