at Things Eternal
look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen:
for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen
are eternal. 2 Cor. 4:18.
If the church will put on the robe of Christ's righteousness, withdrawing
from all allegiance with the world, there is before her the dawn of a bright
and glorious day. God's promise to her will stand fast forever. . . . Truth,
passing by those who despise and reject it, will triumph. Although at times
apparently retarded, its progress has never been checked. . . . Endowed with
divine energy, it will cut its way through the strongest barriers and triumph
over every obstacle.
the Son of God during His life of toil and sacrifice? He saw the results of
the travail of His soul and was satisfied. Looking into eternity, He beheld
the happiness of those who through His humiliation had received pardon and
everlasting life. His ear caught the shout of the redeemed. He heard the ransomed
ones singing the song of Moses and the Lamb.
have a vision of the future, the blessedness of heaven. In the Bible are revealed
visions of the future glory, scenes pictured by the hand of God, and these
are dear to His church. By faith we may stand on the threshold of the eternal
city, and hear the gracious welcome given to those who in this life co-operate
with Christ, regarding it as an honor to suffer for His sake. As the words
are spoken, "Come, ye blessed of my Father," they cast their crowns
at the feet of the Redeemer, exclaiming, "Worthy is the Lamb that was
slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour,
and glory, and blessing. . . . Honour, and glory, and power, be unto him that
sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever." Matthew
25:34; Revelation 5:12, 13.
redeemed greet those who led them to the Savior, and all unite in praising
Him who died that human beings might have the life that measures with the
life of God. The conflict is over. Tribulation and strife are at an end. Songs
of victory fill all heaven as the ransomed ones take up the joyful strain,
Worthy, worthy is the Lamb that was slain, and lives again, a triumphant conqueror.