Albuquerque weekly citizen. (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1891-19??, 1903-11-14
Rabbi kapian's Lecture.

and will give thee rest"
This hour, friends, Is too solemn to
be spent in weeping and mourning.
This Is the supremest moment for the
soul to peep through the windows OF
heaven into divine thought.
When from the busy. bustling world
We step into the silent. sacred pre-
cincts of death, the questions are
borne home to us with thoughtful EN-.
phasis. What is life? What is death
The peaceful silemnity OF this occa-
sion, the finest longing OF the human
soul render this time pre-eminently
suited for listening to the answer to
these questions which are distinctly
echoed in Gods purest sanctuary the
aching. aspiring. feclins human heart.
Life Is a supreme privilege. Death
Is tho contamination Of life, the close
Of iinitude, the beginninf OF eternity.
Surely. like clouds are men, not only
in that the greatest vanish In an in
slant, but also In that their feelings
their emotions. their determinations.
charged like clouds with the life-giv-
ing waters of higher ideals and heav-
en- soaring thought are in a moment
brushed aside by the alluring sun.
shine of the material world. How can
We ever forget the sacred privilege OF
life as to allow the moments Of which
life is composed to fit by us like the
idle winds without charging them
with the electric currents of beautiful
thought and noble deed? Does not
the slow, measured. solemn rythm Of
deaths peremptorylanguage call to ev-
eryone of us TO need well the
prity of life, the music OF
the soul. the divine numbering
from the heights of human inspira-
ton? At each such sacredly solemn
occasion as the one we must face. the
fact that each and everyone OF US
gathered here or not gathered shall
be made the clarion through which
Death trumpets forth her uncompro-
missing lesson to the living, to them
whose breath OF life still gives them
the sacred privilege OF ordering. di-
recting. thinking, speaking, acting in
way to be worthy of all eternity.
whether the notes that in the last
hour are pressed from our cold lips
BE- shrill or mellifulously soft, wheth.
er heart rending or soothing. whether
our lips when silenced will produce
concord or discord, will depend upon
how well we have attuped ourselves
TO the music OF our higher being, how
ma. to- al cd he
strings OF our better, dlviner selves to
vibrate IN accord with the mighty peal
from the millions Of struggling, suffer
ing weeping. aspiring human souls.
Each body that lies lifeless before
the thinking man or woman is a poem
quent than the most inspired OF proph
cts could frame into finely phrased
| thoughts.
Therefore. friends, we who have the
convictions OF religious faith and the
assurances OF scientific thought labor
every one whose energies are conse
Grated to the best that is in us. whose
thoughts and actions are saturated
with purely. nobility. kinnness and
charity, can In the presence of death
repeat the words OF our text with q
| spiritual force that transcends the
grave. with a confidence that banishes
all fear from death.
My presence shall go with thee
and will give thee rest"
This thought of the presence and
imminence oil God should brinS
strength and peace to you, friends
who are bowed beneath the
| eight of grief. You, to whom lhif
life OF Edward Rosenwald has been
precious, 10 whom he has been q
spotless character, true husband, G
loving father. a true uncle you from
whose life his has been severed by
the will OF God; you should rise from
your grief unshakable In your faith
purified in thought. richer In deed
larger In purpose Whatever beautiful
word he spoke, whatever noble
thought he harbored In the days OF
his being, whatever unselfish act he
bestowed upon you, whatever feelings
too sacred to be formed into words
with which he. Edward Rosenwald, en-
riched your life. let them be In your
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