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is clearly taught in the word of God that the Father dwells there. It is His dwelling place, and in Acts we see that Jesus is there too. "But he being full of the Holy Ghost looked up steadfastly into heaven and saw the glory of God, and Jesus standing on the right hand of God," and by the eye of faith we can see them there to-night. And by faith we shall be brought into His presence, and we shall be satisfied when we gaze upon Him. Stephen, when he was surrounded by the howling multitude, saw the Son of Man there, and when Jesus looked down upon earth and saw this first martyr in the midst of his persecution He looked down and gave him a welcome. We'll see him by and bye. It is not the jasper streets and golden gates that attract us to heaven. What are your golden palaces on earth-what is that that makes them so sweet? It is the presence of some loving wife or fond children. Let them be taken away and the charm of your home is gone. And so it is Christ that is the charm of heaven to the Christian. Yes, we shall see Him there. How sweet the thought that we shall dwell with Him forever, and shall see the nails in His hands and in His feet which He received for us.

I read a little story not long since which went to my heart. A mother was on the point of death, and the child was taken away from her in case it would annoy her. It was crying continually to be taken to its mother's and teazed the neighbours. By and bye the mother died, and the neighbours thought it was better to bury the mother without letting the child see her dead face. They thought the sight of the dead mother would not do the child any good, and so they kept it away. When the mother was buried and the child was taken back to the house, the first thing she did was to run into her mother's sitting room and look all round it, and from there to the bedroom, but no mother was there, and she went all over the house crying, "Mother, mother!" but the child could not find her, and then said to the neighbour, "Take me back, I don't want to stay here if I cannot see my mother." It wasn't the home that made it so sweet to the child. It was the presence of the mother. And so it is not heaven that is alone attractive to us; it is the knowledge that Jesus, our leader, our brother, our Lord, is there.

And the spirits of loved ones, whose bodies we have laid in the earth will be there. We shall be in good company there. When we reach that land, we shall meet all the Christians who have gone before us. We are told in Matthew, too, that we shall meet angels there: "Take heed lest ye despise not one of these little ones, for I say unto you that in heaven their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven." Yes, the angels are there, and we shall see them when we get home.

He is there, and where He is His disciples shall be for He has, said: "I go and prepare a mansion for you, that wheresoever Í am there ye may be also." I believe that when we die the spirit leaves the body and goes to the mansion above, and by and by the body will be resurrected and it shall see Jesus. Very often people come to me and say: "Mr. Moody, do you think we shall know each other in heaven ?" Very often it is a mother who has lost a dear child, and who wishes to see it again. Sometimes it is a child who has lost a mother, a father, and who wants to recognize them in heaven. There is just one verse in Scripture in answer to this, and that is: "We shall be satisfied." It is all I want to know. My brother who went up there the other day I shall see, because I will be satisfied. We will see all those we loved on earth up there, and if we loved them here we will love them ten thousand times more when we meet them there.

Another thought. In the tenth chapter of Luke we are told our names are written there if we are Christians. Christ just called His disciples up and paired them off and sent them out to preach the gospel. Two of us-Mr. Sankey and myselfgoing about and preaching the Gospel is nothing new. You will find them away back eighteen hundred years ago going off two by two, like Brothers Bliss and Whittle, and Brothers Needham and Morehouse, to different towns and villages. They had gone out, and there had been great revivals in all the cities, towns, and villages they had entered. Everywhere they had met with the greatest success. Even the very devils were subject to them. Disease had fled before them. When they met a lame man they said to him, "You don't want to be lame any longer," and he walked. When they met a blind man they but told him to open his eyes and behold he could see. And they came to Christ and rejoiced over their great success, and He just said to them, "I will give you something to rejoice over. Rejoice that your names are written in heaven." Now there are a great many people who do not believe in such an assurance as this. "Rejoice, because your names are written in heaven." How are you going to rejoice if your names are not written there? While speaking about this some time ago, a man told me we were preaching a very ridiculous doctrine when we preached this doctrine of assurance. I ask you in all candor what are you going to do with this assurance if we don't preach it. It is stated tnat our names are written there; blotted out of the Book of Death and transferred to the Book of Life.

I was with a friend while in Europe-she is in this hall tonight. On one occasion we were travelling from London to Liverpool, and the question was put as to where we would stop. We said we would go to the North Western at Lime Street, as

that was the hotel where Americans generally stopped at. Every room was engaged. But this friend said, “I am going to stay here. I engaged a room ahead. I sent a telegram on." My friends, that is just what the Christians are doing-sending their names in ahead. They are sending a message up saying "Lord Jesus I want one of those mansions you are preparing; I want to be there." That's what they're doing. And every man and woman here who wants one, if you have not already got one, had better make up their mind. Send your names up now. I would rather a thousand times have my name written in the Lamb's Book than have all the wealth of the world rolling at my feet. A man may get station in this world, it will fade away; he may get wealth, but it will prove a bauble. "What shall it profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose his own soul." It is a solemn question, and let it go around the hall to-night, "Is my name written in the Book of Life." I can imagine that man down there saying, "Yes; I belong to the Presbyterian Church; my name's on the Church's books." It may be, but God keeps His books in a different fashion than that in which the church records of this city are kept. You may belong to a good many churches; you may be an elder or a deacon and be a bright light in your church, and yet you may not have your name written in the Book of Life. Judas was one of the twelve, and yet he hadn't his name written in the Book of Life. Satan was among the elect-he dwelt among the angels, and yet he was cast from the high hallelujahs. Is your name written in the Book of Life? A man told me while speaking upon this subject, "That is all nonsense you are speaking." And a good many men here are of the same opinion; but I would like them to turn to Daniel, twelfth chapter, "And there shall be a time of trouble, such as never was since there was a nation, even to that same time, and at that time thy people shall be delivered, every one that shall be found written in the book." Every one shall be delivered whose names shall be found written in the book. And we find Paul, in the letters which he wrote to the Philippians, addressing them as those "dear yokefellows, whose names were witten in the Book of Life." If it is not our privilege to know that our names are written in the Book of Life, here is Paul sending greeting to his yoke-fellows, "whose names were written in the book." Let us not be deceived in this. We see it too plainly throughout the Holy Word. In the chapter of Revelations which we have just read we have three different passages referring to it, and in the twenty-first verse, almost the last words in the Scriptures, we read: "And there shall in nowise enter into it anything which defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination or maketh a lie; but they

which are written in the Lamb's Book of Life." My friends you will never see the city unless your name is written in that Book of Life. It is a solemn truth. Let it go home to every one and sink into the hearts of all here to-night. Don't build your hopes on a false foundation; don't build your hopes on an empty profession. Be sure your name is written there. And see next thing after your own names are written there is to see that the names of the children God has given you are recorded there. Let the fathers and mothers assembled to-night hear this and take it to their hearts. See that your children's names are there. Ask your conscience if the name of your John, your Willie, your Mary, your Alice-ask yourselves whether their names are recorded in the Book of Life. If not, make it the business of your life, rather than to pile up wealth for them: make it the one object of your existence to secure for them eternal life rather than to pave the way to their death and ruin.

I read some time ago of a mother in an Eastern city who was stricken with consumption. At her dying hour she requested her husband to bring the children to her. The oldest one was brought first to her, and she laid her hand on his head and gave him her blessing and dying message. The next one was brought, and she gave him the same; and one after another came to her bedside until the little infant was brought in. She took it and pressed it to her bosom, and the people in the room, fearing that she was straining her strength, took the child away from her. As this was done she turned to the husband and said, "I charge you, sir, bring all those children home with you.' And so God charges us. The promise is to ourselves and to our children. We can have our names written there, and then by the grace of God we can call our children to us and know that their names are also recorded there. That great roll is being called, and those bearing the names are summoned every day every hour; that great roll is being called to-night, and if your name were shouted could you answer with joy? You have heard of a soldier who fell in our war. While he was lying dying, he was heard to cry, Here! here!" some of his comrades went up to him thinking he wanted water, but he said: "They are calling the roll of heaven, and I am answering," and in a faint voice he whispered "here!" and passed away to heaven. If that roll was called to-night would you be ready to answer "Here!" I am afraid not. Let us wake up: may every child of God wake up to-night. There is work to do. Fathers and mothers, look to your children. If I could only speak to one class, I would preach to parents, and try to show them the great responsibility that rests upon them.

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There is a man living on the bank of the Mississippi River. The world calls him rich, but if he could call back his first-born son he would give up all his wealth. The boy was brought home one day unconscious. When the doctor examined him he turned to the father, who stood at the bedside, and said: “There is no hope." "What!" exclaimed the father, "is it possible my boy has got to die ?" "There is no hope," replied the doctor. "Will he not come to ?" asked the father. "He may resume consciousness, but he cannot live." "Try all your skill, doctor. I don't want my boy to die." By and bye the boy regained a glimmering of consciousness, and when he was told that his death was approaching, he said to his father, "Won't you pray for my lost soul, father? You have never prayed for me." The old man only wept. It was true. During the seventeen years that God had given him his boy he had never spent an hour in prayer for his soul, but the object of his life had been to accumulate wealth for that first-born. Am I speaking to a prayerless father or mother to-night? Settle the question of your soul's salvation and pray for the son or daughter God has given you.

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But I have another anecdote to tell. It was Ralph Wallace who told me of this one. A certain gentleman had been a member of the Presbyterian Church. His little boy was sick. When he went home his wife was weeping, and she said, "Our boy is dying. He has had a change for the worse. I wish you would go in and see him." The father went into the room and placed his hand on the brow of his dying boy, and could feel that the cold, damp sweat was gathering there; that the cold, icy hand of death was feeling for the chords of life. "Do you know, my boy that you are dying ?" asked the father. "Am I? Is this death? Do you really think I am dying?" "Yes, my son, your end on earth is near.' "And will I be with Jesus to-night, father?" "Yes, you will be with the Saviour." Father, don't you weep, for when I get there I will go right straight to Jesus and tell Him that you have been trying all my life to lead me to Him." God has given me two children, and ever since I can remember I have directed them to Christ, and I would rather lead them to Jesus than give them the wealth of the world. If you have got a child go and point the way. challenge any man to speak of heaven without speaking of children. "For of such is the kingdom of heaven." Fathers and mothers and professed Christians ignore this sometimes. They go along themselves and never try to get any to heaven with them. Let us see to this at once, and let us pray that there may be many names written in the Lamb's Book of Life to-night.

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