Many
years ago I entered the wonderful temple of God’s
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 God’s 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 valley’s
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 Jesus’ name!
Let angels
prostrate fall,
Bring forth the
royal diadem
And crown Him Lord
of all.
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