Godís Temple of Revelation

Many years ago I entered the wonderful temple of Godís revelation.  I entered the portico of Genesis and walked down through the Old Testament Art Gallery where the pictures of Adam, Noah, Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses, Joshua, Samuel, David, and Daniel hung on the wall.  I entered the Music Room of the Psalms where the Spirit swept the keyboard of nature, and brought forth the dirge-like wail of the weeping prophet Jeremiah; to the grand, impassioned strains of Isaiah, until it seemed that every reed and harp in Godís organ of nature responded to the tuneful touch of David, the sweet singer of Israel.  I entered the chapel of Ecclesiastes where the voice of the preacher was heard, and I passed into the conservatory of Sharon where the lily of the valleyís sweet-scented spices filled and perfumed my life. I entered the business room of the Proverbs and passed into the observatory room of the prophets where I saw many telescopes of various sizes, some pointing to far off events, but all concentrated upon the Bright Morning Star, which was soon to rise over the moonlit hills of Judea, for our salvation.  I entered the audience room of the King of Kings and caught a vision from the standpoint of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John.  I entered the Acts of the Apostles where the Holy Spirit was doing his office work in the forming of the early church.  I passed into the Correspondence room where sat Paul, Peter, James, Jude, and John penning their epistles.  I stepped into the Throne of Revelation, where all towered into glittering peaks.  I got a vision of the King seated upon his throne in all His glory, and I cried:

All hail the power of Jesusí name!

Let angels prostrate fall,

Bring forth the royal diadem

And crown Him Lord of all.

 

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