Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-12-12
Glory Of That Land.

Ill Bunyan wonderfully describes the
blessedness of the city and OF Christians
entrance into 1t. 1t Is one of the great
est beauties of literature in the English
language, and 1t Is beautiful because 1t
is true. He tells how they had trium-
phal march from the rivers brink to the
gates of the palace; how the shining ones
conducted them; how the angel host came
out to meet them with trumpets; how
the bells OF the city rang. and how their
dear ones who had preceded them came
about them with joyous welcome And
then they saw the King and heard His
voice!
No words can picture heaven. eye
hath not seen. ear hath not heard, heart
of man hath not conceived" the joys and
glories awaiting us there. But they
stand as the end Of all the old earth's
struggle, the sure fulfillment of Gods
promises. the satisfaction OF all human
longing. My friend, there Is not one
desire OF your heart which Is pure and
true but it will be granted there; not
hope but that the King will fill it to
overlooking.
Not one joy for which you have waited
through the long, hidden years. but
will stay when it comes. forever And
then the peace. the knowledge, the ac-
t.vity and the calm combined, the COM
prehension OF all that puzzles us here.
the consciousness Of our own sinlessness
and freedom from temptation, the de-
light of all beauty. the glory of Gods
redeemed world, the companionships with
our own long-loved ones and with the
great ones Of whom we have read long
ago; and, above all else. the sight of our
Christ, our best Friend, still, as of old.
going before us and leading US to one
Joy after another. calling US by name
land. oh how dear our old names will be-
come when we hear His voice speaking
themD, and comforting us for all the
griefs and pains of our earth-way. Then
at last we shall see God. whom no man
hath seen nor can see upon earth. There
the wonders of His love through all the
through all the years Of our own lives
will be understood. Back to the old
places and the old childhood days we
shall go. and the struggles of the old
days which seemed SO hard. the loneliness.
the hunger. will all be made clear. We
will sing again the old songs we sang
long ago. and the laughter of delighted
hearts VIII ring from our lips. and the
tears will all be wiped away by the ten
der touch Of the Masters hand.
And then the glories of our surround
ings! Streets paved with gold, the sea
of mingled glass and fire. the mountains
aglow with wondrous light. the valleys of
rest. the trees bearing all manner of
fruits. the streams Of living water, the
songs of the millions of redeemed-even
| the Bible cannot find words rich enough
or numerous enough to tell 1t all. And
We w II be there, you and l and all our
| friends. thrilling with a delight to which
earth has no parallel. and we shall be
there forever. for We shall go no more
out-that is, We shall never leave these
/ pleasures to go back to the barren life,
nor will they leave u.s.
| All. Pilgrim. thy Journeys are ended
| thy trials are Ger; thou shalt have rest
| and peace at last! God grant that we.
| too. may persevere unto the end; that thy
| happy lot may be ours.
| Oh, sweet and blessed country,
! The home of Gods elect!
! Oh. sweet and blessed country
That eager hearts expect.
! Jesus, In mercy. bring
{ To that dear land Of rest:
| Who art. with God the Father.
! And Spirit. best!
| Dear king, by whose strength l live
nov in my pilgrimage and who art my
comfort and my stay, keep me I'm the
right way and bring me at last to my
home. Amen.