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The music ceased; but I was ravished with its soft, inspiring melody, and visions of "glorious deeds" blazed around me. I saw men rise up in strength — the strength of virtue and of God — and unbind the millions that were enslaved. I saw them with the "lamp of life," kindling fires all along the obscurations of mental night, aye, and moral night, too. I saw them pouring a heavenly balm into the bleeding heart of the world, and healing the maladies of the nations with medicines of infallible efficacy. I saw them coming from the Holy City—from Calvary and its cross with a remedy for sin. It was the infinite merit of Divine blood. Penitence and faith invited its application to the sinner's heart, and he was pardoned, purified, saved. A thousand million souls, lost in their transgressions, heard the news, accepted the conditions of mercy, and entered into rest; the lion and the lamb lay down together, and tears were wiped from off all faces. The hand of reconciliation plucked the sting of death; the dawn of the eternal morning shone upon the darkness of the tomb, and I heard voices - and they were voices familiar to my ear discoursing sweetly of the undeveloped glories of that good world, where there shall be "no more death, for the former things are passed away."