Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1902-03-01

midnight all the world over bright as
MONDAY! And now they sit yoader in
the martyrs gallery. For them the fires
of persecution have gone ont; the swords
are sheathed and the mob hushed. Now
they watch us with an all observing
sympathy. They know all the pain. ali
the hardship, all the anguish, all the
injustice. all the privatiou. They cannot
keep still. They cry: Courage. The
fire will not consume; the floods cannot
drown; the lions cannot defJpr. Cour-
age down there in the arena"
Some Eminent Spectators.
What? Are they all looking? This
hour we answer back the salutation they
give aud cry, Hail. sons and daughters
of the fire.
| look again. and / 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
Beeeher 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 together2 There are
George Whtefeld and the ministers who
would not let him come into their pulpits
because they thought him fanatic.
There are the sweet singers Toplady,
Montgomery. Charles Wesley. Isaac
Watts and Mrs. Sigourney. Ii heayea
had had no music before they went upv
they would have started the singing. And
there the hand Of missionaries-D David
Ahecl, talking OF China redeemed; and
John Scudder. of India saved; aud David
Brainerd. Of the aborgineS evangeiizeds
and Mrs, Adonram Judson. whose pray
ers for Burma took heaven by vioencea
All these Christians are looking into tn.
arena. Our struggle is nothing to theirst
Do we in ChriSt's cause suffer from the
cold? They walked Greenlaud's ley
mountains. DO we suffer from the heaty
They sweltered in tropics, DO We get
fatigued? They tainted. with none TO
care for them but cannibals. Are We per-
secuted? They We're mathematical.
look again, and see the gallery VI
our departed. Many of those in the
other galleries we have heard Of, hut
these we knew Oh, how familiar their
faces, They sat at our tables, and We
walked to the house Of God in company.
Have they forgotten MS? Those fathers
and mothers started us on the road OF
life, Are they careless as 10 what be-
comes Of MS? And those children do
they look with stold indifference as to-
whether We win or lose this battle OF ifes
They remember the day they left us.
| They remember The agony OF the last
farewell, Though years in heaven. they
know our faces They remember our
sorrows, They speak our names They
watch this fight for heaven Nay, ! see
them rise up and lean over and wave be-
fore us their recognition and encourage
ment. That gallery is not full. Ther
are keeping places for us, After we have
slain the lion they expect the King {"
call us, saying, Come mp higher Be
tween the hot struggles in the arena I
wipe the sweat from my brow aud stand
on tiptoe, reaching mp my right hand ts
clasp theirs in rapturous handshakinp,
while their voices come ringing down
from the gallery, crying, Be thou faith
ful unto death, and you shall have
CROWN
The Gaze Of the Universe.
But here pause, overwhelmed with
the ma jesty and the joy OF the scene!
Gallery Of the King! Gallery Of angels!
Gallery OF prophets and apostles! Cal
lery of martyrs! Gallery Of saints. Gal
lery Of friends and kindred . majestic
circles Of light and love, ThronSS
throngs, throngs! How shall we stand
the gaze Of the universe Myriads ot
eyes beaming on u.s. Niyriads Of hearts
beating in sympathy for us, How shaH
We ever dare 10 sin again! How shah We
ever become discouraged again? How
shall we ever feel lonely again? With
God for us and angels for US aud pr0ph
cts and apostles for rs and the great
souls of the ages for us ami cur glori-
fed kindred for shall we give mp
the fight aud die? No, Son Of God Nho
didst die TO save us, No, We angels
whose wings are spread forth 10 shelter
us, No, We prophets and apostles, whose
warnings startc us! No, We loved ones.
whose arms are Outstretched 10 receive
us No; we will never surrender,
My hearers, shall we die in the arena
or rise to join our friends in the gal
lery? Through Christ we may come on
more than c0nquerors. \ soldier dvjpy
in th% hospital rose up in he'd the last
moment and cried, Here, here" His at
PENDANTS put him back on his pillow ami
asked him why he shouted Here "Oh.
| heard the roll call Of heaven. aud YVES
only answering 10 my name,' | won
der whether after this battle of this life
is over our names viii be called IN the
muster roll Of the pardoncd lnd glorifod
and, with the joy Of heaven breaking up
Oh our sonIs. shall cry, Here here"
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