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Heaven: where it is, its inhabitants, and how to get there. The certainty of God's promise of a life beyond the grave, and the rewards that are in store for faithful service

Dwight Lyman Moody · 1887 · Scanned text · Free in the US

36,345 words · about 2 h 33 min to read

Period artwork: Interior of the Bodleian Library, 1845
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About this book

Author
Dwight Lyman Moody
Language
English
Published
1887
Length
36,345 words · about 2 h 33 min
Sections
3 reader sections
Text
Scanned text, read from page scans by OCR; may contain errors
Rights
Public domain in the United States

 

Contents (3)
  1. Front matter about 1 min
  2. Preface about 2 min
  3. Chapter I. . Its Hope about 2 h 30 min

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Front matter

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Preface

This book, upon a subject that is very dear to me, is sent forth in the hope that it may give comfort and edification to many; that the weak maybe strengthened, the sorrowing consoled, and the despondent encouraged to look with increasing faith to that .fairest of fair cities in the Better Land, which is the home of the Redeemer and the redeemed.

A leading divine has recently said: " When I was a boy I thought of heaven as a great shining city, with vast walls and domes and spires, and with nobody in it except white angels, who were strangers to me. By and by my little brother died, and I thought of a great city with walls and domes and spires, and a flock of cold, unknown angels, and one little fellow that I was acquainted with. He was the only one that I knew in that country. Then another brother died, and there were two that I knew. Then my acquaintances began to die, and the number continually grew. But it was not until I had sent one of my little -children back to God, that I beganto think I had a little interest there myself. A second, a third, a fourth went, and by that time I had so many acquaintances in heaven that I did not see any more walls and domes and spires. I began to think of the residents of the Celestial City. And now so many of my acquaintances have gone there, that it sometimes seems to me that I know more in heaven than I do on earth."

May the thought of loved ones gone before give additional joy to us as we follow in the way.

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Heaven: ITS HOPE.

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"That unchangeable home is for you and for me, "Where Jesus of Nazareth stands; The King of all kingdoms forever is He, And He holdeth our crowns in His hands.

w 0h, how sweet it will be in that beautiful land, So free from ail sorrow and pain; With songs on our lips and with harps in our hands To meet one another again."

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