The stars shall fall from the heavens

The messiahs of Spiritism: Saint Joseph. — Fénelon.

— Baluze.

— Lacordaire.

— The marked Spirits: Anonymous. — Saint Louis.

— Lamennais.

— Future of Spiritism: Erasto. — Montaigne.

— The stars shall fall from Heaven:

Dupuch, bishop of Algiers. — The dead shall come forth from the tombs: John the Evangelist.

— The Last Judgment: Erasto. — Clélie Duplantier.

THE STARS SHALL FALL FROM THE HEAVENS.

Oh! how beautiful is the light of the Lord! what prodigious brilliance its rays spread forth! Holy Zion! blessed are those who sit in the shadow of your tabernacles! Oh! what harmony is comparable to the spheres of the Lord? Beauty incomprehensible to mortal eyes, incapable of perceiving all that does not depend on the domain of the senses! Splendid dawn of a new day, Spiritism comes to enlighten men. The strongest glimmers already appear on the horizon; the Spirits of darkness, seeing that their empire is about to crumble, are the victims of impotent rages and already put their last energy into infernal plots; the radiant angel of progress already spreads its white wings tinged with color; the virtues of the heavens are already shaken and the stars fall from their vault, but transformed into pure Spirits, who come, as the Scripture announces in figurative language, to proclaim over the ruins of the old world the advent of the Son of Man. Blessed are those whose hearts are prepared to receive the divine seed, which the Spirits of the Lord cast to all the winds of heaven! Blessed are those who cultivate, in the sanctuary of the soul, the virtues that Christ came to teach them, and which he still teaches them through the voice of the mediums, that is, of the instruments who repeat the words of the Spirits! Blessed are the just, for the kingdom of heaven shall belong to them! O my friends! continue to march on the path that is traced for you; do not set yourselves up as obstacles to the truth that wishes to enlighten the world. No; be zealous and tireless propagators like the first apostles, who had no roof to shelter their heads, but who marched toward the conquest that Jesus had begun; who marched without preconceived idea, without hesitation; who sacrificed everything, even to the last drop of their blood, so that Christianity might be implanted. You, my friends, do not need such great sacrifices. No; God does not ask of you your life, but your heart, your good will. Be, then, zealous and march united and confident, repeating the divine word: “My Father, may your will be done, and not mine!”

Dupuch, bishop of Algiers. n Bordeaux,

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Antoine-Adolphe Dupuch.]