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Show B Henry Ward Beecher.s Idea of Heaven. B 1' ' "i could iuirdly wish to enter heaven H ,. did I believe its inhabitants were'idly lo B - - 'cit by purling streams,. fanned by balmy B r$g&JlQs'Qn lS "o jiJ)laco of happines?, B 'raWimist'beu place of 'activity. .Hna (,ho H far-reaching mind of Newton censed its B 'profound investigations? lias David B hung up his harp as useless aa the dusty B arma in Westminster Abb v? IlayPaul, H glowing with God-like enthusiasm, B ceaaed itinerating the univcise of God? H Are Peter and Cyprnin and Edwards H and Payson and livarta idling away an H eternity in mere psalm singing? Heaven H is a place of restless activity, tho abode H of uevor-tirmg thought. David and H Isaiah will sweep noblier and loftier H strains in eternity, and the minds of H saints, nuclogged by cumborson clay, B will forever feast on the banquet of rich H and glorious thought. My' young H friends, go on ; you will never get H through. , An eternity of untiring action H ..iSj., before you, .and tho universo of H' ''''thought ia your field." |
