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This book must not 
be taken from the 
Library building. 

A Singular Book. 

We have on our table a singular pub- 
lication, in the form of pamphlet, from 
the publishing office of John Xichols, of 
this city. entitled "A Wonderful Revela- 
tion of Heaven by an Angel sent from 
God to Luzene Chipman.'" The author- 
ess, Luzene Chipman, is a Quaker lady, 
living in the couaty of Guilford, and, 
we are told, is highly respected by all 
who knew her as a pious, christian wo- 
man of more than ordinary intelligence. 
She says, in the preface, that she° pub- 
lishes the book because she was com- 
manded by the Angel to "take this and 
publish it to the world for the sake of 
the Lord Jesus." 

Whether in or out of the flesh, as 
Saint Paul says, we cannot tell, but it 
is certain she professes to have seen 
some wonderful things, and she tells of 
them in a manner to convince the read- , 
er that she, at least, is convinced of the 
truth of the narration. 

We believe the book-sellers of the 
city have the pamphlet for sale. 




Revelation of Heaven 





Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1877, 

By Luzene Chipman, 

in the office of the Librarian of Congress, at "Wathington. 


Dear Reader: 

My design in publishing this Wonderful Revelation of 
God's goodness to me, who am the most unworthy of all 
His children, is because I was commanded by the Angel to 
"Take this and publish it to the world, for the sake of the 
Lord Jesus.'" And this command rang in my ears for days. 
in so much that my spirit was pressed beyond measure. I 
could neither eat nor sleep until I promised my Heavenly 
Father to offer it to the public. And, dear reader, it is not 
for us to say to the Almighty "what doest thou I " but for 
us to obey His divine teachings, trusting all to the Lord, 
who is the disposer of events; for all the increase comes 
from Him. 

I am aware that many exclaim against revelation in this, 
our day, as Enthusiasm, Imagination, or a Dream ; but, 
dear reader, I do certify that this is no imagination, 
neither a dream ; but that God, in His loving kindness and 
mysterious workings, saw fit to send His Angel and take 
my spirit and show me the happy home of the blessed and 
the glory that should be revealed through His dear Son 
Jesus Christ. Also, we are told that God is yesterday, to- 
day and forever; the same unchangeable being, and it is 
His prerogative to reveal to whom He will. 

Therefore. I do most earnestly crave the prayers of all 
God's children of every name, that this Revelation may ac- 
complish whereunto it is sent. That, after the expense of 
publication is settled off, if there should be a surplus, it is 
for missionary purposes and purposes of charity ; therefore, 
I do most earnestly solicit the patronage of all to whom it 
may come ; it will only be a dime or two, which will not be 
missed, and it may prove as great a blessing as the widow's 

fSi f(evelktioi\ of Seavei\. 

On the 7th of the 4th month, 1874, I was taken 
sick, and from the 13th was in an unconscious state two 
days and nights. And when consciousness was re- 
stored my mind was calm and quiet, and my trust was 
in my blessed Redeemer by a living faith. I thought 
the time was nigh at haud that I must die and leave 
this world, and I could say in truth, "Lord, thy will 
be done." That if I had finished the work that the 
Father had appointed for me to do, I Avas ready to 
meet the Messenger of Death; nothing appeared to be 
in my way. I most fervently prayed the Lord, that 
if there was anything that would hinder my recep- 
tion, that He would show it to me. He soon gave me 
the desired evidence. Oh! He filled my soul with 
love, and I felt the comforting presence of my blessed 
Saviour to be very near and His arm of power to be 
underneath to bear my spirit up. 

Thus I was waiting and listening to hear the cry. 
"Behold the bridegroom conieth," and while I was 


waiting and listening to hear the summons, I was pray- 
ing to the Father that it might please Him, not that 
I was worthy of such a privilege or such honor, but 
for the sake of Jesus, who had done so much for me 
and I so little for Him, that He would grant me that 
I might have a bright testimony of His saving power 
from the fear of death, and that I might glorify and 
praise His name with my last breath, that my friends 
and others who might witness the same might be 
brought to Christ for life and salvation. 

Just at that moment there was spread before me a 
most beautiful white sheet of glass. It appeared to 
me to be about twelve inches square, with oval edges 
all carved and tinged with a golden hue. And as I 
looked upon it with astonishment, and wondering what 
it meant, a soft, sweet voice addressed me in the affec- 
tionate language of "Sister," and he said, "Thee may 
call me Brother." "Sister, give me thy hand." And 
as he stood near my left side I gave him my left hand, 
and as he took my hand I felt the pressure of his hand 
as plainly as ever I felt any one's hand. His hand was a 
slim and delicate one, and his sleeve, with a cuff on it 
perfectly white, was very neat. I was not permitted 
to see his face, for he had, it seemed to me, a white 


satin robe thrown loosely over him, but I could 
hear his voice, every word he spoke, plainly and dis- 

"Sister, give rne thy hand, I have some things to 
show thee," and he placed me on that plate of glass 
and took me right up. I made no effort and neither 
did he appear to make any. We were raised up by 
the mighty power of God. The Angel said, "I will 
take thee up four blocks, then thee can see all that is 
below thee and have a better view of all above thee." 
He called them blocks; they appeared to me to be 
about eight or ten feet apart as we passed them. 
Each block had its plates, apparently to rest upon, ex- 
tending through the whole space. They were beauti- 
fully carved and decked with gold. Each space ap- 
peared filled with the glorified and the redeemed. 

And when we passed through the pearly gate the 
door of heaven was wide open for our reception. He 
said, here is a space of four miles square that is given 
for thee to see. I stood on that sheet of glass and he 
still held my hand. Oh! what a scene of beauty was 
presented! I said, "Brother, what glorious place is 
this?" He answered, "This is the Kingdom of our 
God, the Xew Jerusalem," And as I beheld the glo* 


rious scene with astonishment and delight, I heard the 
sweetest and most melodious music on my right hand 
that ever saluted the mortal ear. The sound lingered 
long in the distance and softly died away. My very 
soul was charmed as the sweet sound subsided into 
perfect silence. And as I turned to look to my right 
hand I saw a company coming up before me, four 
abreast, all with their harps of gold well tuned to im- 
mortal praise. I said, "Brother, who are these?" 
He said, "These are that innumerable company that 
no man can number, that have come up through great 
tribulation out of every nation, kindred, tongue and 
people, and have washed their robes and made them 
white in the Blood of the Lamb; therefore are they 
before the throne of God and serve Him day and 
night in His temple, and he that sitteth upon the 
throne shall dwell amongst them. They shall hunger 
no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun 
light on them nor any heat; for the Lamb which is in 
the midst of the throne shall feed them and shall lead 
them unto living fountains of water, and God shall 
wipe all the tears from their eyes." 

And as he talked to me this immense multitude 
still passed on and on, with their white satin robes 


thrown over them, so beautiful and glistening, with 
their harps in their hands. They came, it seemed to 
me, from a block above the one on which we stood, 
passed down on it and then on the one below, and as 
they passed they touched their harps of gold, and oh! 
what strains of melodious music, enough to charm 
every soul, as the sound lingered long. They passed 
on, and others still coming up before us, raised the 
high notes of salvation to our God that sitteth upon 
the throne, and to the Lamb who has washed us from 
our sius in His most precious blood. These notes of 
high praises to God filled every soul with triumphant 
joy, and the whole heavenly host cried, " Glory and 
honor, and high majesty, and power, belongeth to our 
God." And then the golden harps were tuned anew, 
if it were possible, with sweeter melody; my soul, too, 
was filled with joy unspeakable, and I praised God with 
my feeble voice as we still stood looking at this im- 
mense multitude as they appeared and disappeared, 
and the happy spirits that filled the space between 
those blocks that we passed appeared gloriously happy. 
Just at that moment I saw a vacant space between 
those that raised the high notes and those that carried 
the harps, and I said, "Brother, may I not step in 


there?" He answered, " Not now." I then said, " Broth- 
er, where is our little company of Friends or Quakers ? 
I want to see where they are." He answered me, 
with a voice a little elevated, " We have no Quakers 
here, we have no Methodists here, we have no Baptists 
her, no Presbyterians here; none but those that believe 
on the Lord Jesus, God's dear children, and that is 
why it is so glorious." 

(O, dear reader, what a lesson of instruction is here. 
No names in heaven; no partiality with God; all that 
take Jesus as their Saviour are God's dear children, 
both Jew and Gentile, rich and poor.) 

It seemed that I was not satisfied. I then asked, 
" Where is our great preachers — Nathan Hunt and 
others ?" He answered, " It is not for thee to distin- 
guish or know individuals." I then felt perfectly sat- 
isfied, and I thought how wonderful it was that 
although there was such an immense multitude pass- 
ing and repassing to and fro, yet there was no sound 
of any footstep, no jar, no shake, no coming in contact 
with another; each one moved in his own respective 

And it seemed to me that the whole heavens were 
supported and held up by the mighty power of the 


hand of Omnipotence — He who cast such a glorious 
light over the whole four miles square. It seemed 
to me that a more brilliant light was thrown on the 
outskirts than in the middle. I said to the Angel, 
"What a glorious light, with such a golden hue." 
"Yes," he answered, "but it is necessary for the 
Father's face to be veiled a little, for it is so bright 
and glorious that the angels cannot behold it." (This 
light far excelled our noon-day sunlight, and was as 
much above the brightness of the sun as our noon- 
light is to thick darkness; not a light that reflected 
heat, but bright and glorious.) And as we still lin- 
gered I was filled with amazement at the beauty, the 
majestic grandeur of the scene. I said, "Brother, 
how true it is that the City of our Lord has no need 
of the sun, neither of the moon nor of a candle, for 
the glory of God did lighten it and the Lamb is the 
light thereof." He said, "Yea; I will now take thee 
round and through the whole space that is given thee 
to see." We started on the right hand side. I did 
not move nor make any effort to, neither did I discover 
that the Angel did, but it seemed that we just sailed 
on a heavenly breeze that no language could describe. 
Scenes of new beauty continually presented themselves 


before us — the golden passways or streets, the rich 
carved walks with diamond shades tinged with a 
golden hue; and O, how majestically grand were the 
checker works, perfectly white, that hung through 
every space we passed. No fine silk gauze or lace 
could bear any comparison for richness and beauty. 
It was looped up with gold lockets about two yards 
apart; the loops came a little below my shoulders and 
the folds hung near the golden pavement. This heav- 
enly breeze that wafted us on, the odor thereof was 
so sweet; it had truly a sweet-smelling savor of the 
prayers of the saints that came up before the Lord 
perfumed by the merits of Jesus, upon which the soul 
might live forty days and nights without partaking of 
angels' food. 

As we passed away round to the left I saw some- 
thing that represented rather a different shade. I 
said, " Brother, where are the regions of darkness ?" and 
he said, " That is not for thee to see." (I was not to 
see the pit of woe and misery where all those are 
driven who will not accept of Jesus as their Saviour; 
where the smoke of their torment will ascend forever 
and ever; but to see the glory that awaits God's dear 
children that believe the record that God has given of 


His dear Son.) Then we passed through the middle 
of the whole space and stopped. He said, " I will now 
show thee the magnificent dome of heaven." I sat 
down on the sheet of glass whereon I stood. He said, 
" Recline thy head back on my wing." Oh! how beau- 
tiful were his wings. I had not seen them until then. 
As I placed my head over on his wing it came round 
to my right cheek. I felt its soft, downy feathers press 
my cheek as he held me up. I often put my hand to 
my cheek to see if it was not still there, for it seemed 
that I could feel it all the next day. 

O, dear reader, would I had language to describe 
the beauty and magnificence of the scene that pre- 
sented its height as far as my eye could see. " High up 
is the Father's Throne," he said. I viewed the great 
pillars on the right and on the left that supported it, 
and the smaller ones all along the whole line. On 
every side of these pillars were carved and hung with 
devices of gold and transparent glass, glistening and 
reflecting their golden shade. As I was gazing in 
wonder at the marvelous scene, I thought how often 
I had read that " eye hath not seen nor ear heard, 
neither hath it entered into the heart of man to con- 
ceive the things which God hath prepared for them 


that love Him." I now see how true this is. O, dear 
reader, it grieves me to see how far short I come of 
giving a description of the Christian's home. The 
tongue of mortal man cannot describe it, and I have 
thought that the tongues of angels that have been 
taught to speak of the glories of heaven as they 
should be, would fall short of its richness and grandeur. 

It will be with thee, dear reader, as it was with the 
Queen of Sheba when she came to see the wisdom and 
glory of Solomon — the half had not been told. 

We then made towards the place where we ascended. 
I exclaimed, with a shudder, " O, Brother, please don't 
take me back to that poor world." " Yes," he said, 
" thee must go back a little while." So he brought 
me back, and as he was about to leave me he said, 
" Take this and publish it to the world for the sake of 
the Lord Jesus," and disappeared. This command 
rang in my ears night and day, for some time. I 
could neither eat nor sleep, my mind was so impressed 
with the subject and what I had seen and heard. 
Sleep was gone from my eyes until I promised the 
Lord that I would publish it. Yes, dear reader, the 
Lord sent His Angel and took my spirit and showed 
me the Christian's home. It is truly a glorious home, 


and is worth forsaking all this world for. Reader, 
art thou a Christian? Hast thou accepted Christ as 
thy Saviour ? If thou hast, then this glorious home 
is for thee; then look forward with joyful hope and 
let no one take thy crown. But if thou hast not 
known Christ in the pardon of thy sins, seek Him now; 
delay not, for now mercy is offered to-day, for now is 
the time "and now is the day of salvation." If you 
lose heaven you lose your all, " for what will it profit 
a man if he gain the whole world and lose his own 
soul." O, think what would a man give in his dying 
hour to know that his peace was made with God. O, 
think what thou wouldst take for thy life in a perilous 
hour, to be delivered from the jaws of death; from that 
enemy that is in swift pursuit of thee to cut thee down. 
Think, I pray thee, think what thou wouldst give to 
be safely rescued from death. It is said that all that 
a man hath would he give for his life. O, dear reader, 
is this life all that we have to care for? This present 
life is transient, momentary and fast passing away. 
This body must soon be consigned to its narrow house 
and laid in the cold grave, to mingle with its mother 
dust, for "Dust thou art and unto dust thou shalt 
return." Yet there is an undying principle in man, a 


precious, immortal soul, that must live through an ever- 
lasting eternity, happy with God in heaven or driven 
from Him into that pit of woe, " where the worm dieth 
not and the fire is not quenched." Oh! who can in- 
dure God's wrath in the day of judgment? O, then 
be persuaded to redeem the precious moments as they 
pass and take hold of every opportunity to secure thy 
everlasting peace. 

dl\ri£t domfoftettj Sis' ©is'ciples. 


"In niy Father's house are many mansions; if it -were not so I 
would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you, and if I go 
and prepare a place for you I will come again and receive you to 
myself, that where I am you shall he also." 

What an impressive and encouraging thought that 

Jesus will come and receive us to Himself, that we may 

behold His glory. How affectionately he addressed 

His disciples: "Ye believe in God, believe also in 

Me." Te believe in God as the Supreme Ruler of the 

Universe, "Lord over all and blessed forevermore." 

Believe in Jesus as your Saviour and your Redeemer; 

your Mediator between God, the offended, and man, 

the offender, making peace for us. Therefore we may 

look to God for every blessing, but expect it through 

Jesus. Then may our hearts be cheered and comforted, 

for in Jesus we can have all that we need to fit us for 

heaven and make us a child of God. He can give us 

a "clean heart and renew a right mind within us;" 

He will give us a new life and new desires; in a word, 

" old things in us shall be done away with and all things 

shall be made new," for "I go to prepare a place for 

you in the Kingdom of eternal glory ;" a blessed state, 

a home for all that believe and accept of Jesus as 


their Saviour and live and die in the faith of the 

Dear reader, think what Jesus has done and suffered 
for us; what love and compassion He has shown for 
lost sinners. He left the glory that he had with the 
Father and became the poor babe of Bethlehem, and 
when He became a man His path was strewed with 
sorrow. He traveled up and down the world doing 
good to the souls and bodies of men; forgiving sins, 
healing the sick, cleansing the leprosy, opening the 
eyes of the blind, unstopping the ears of the deaf, 
and the dead He raised to life. Reader, look at Him 
in the Garden of Gethsemane, when He said, "My 
soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even unto death." O, 
what agony he must have undergone when the weight 
of the sins of the world was upon Him; when His 
sweat became as great drops of blood, falling down 
to the ground. Thus He suffered, the just for the un- 
just, that He might bring us to God. Oh! glorious 
news! Infinitely meritorious were His sufferings, and 
above all, His eternal love that caused Him to undergo 
such sufferings to save sinners from eternal death. 
O, see Him at the Judgment Hall, falsely accused, re- 
viled, mocked and spat upon, a crown of thorns upon 
His head — meekly bearing all for the sins of the world. 
Follow Him to the. Cross; see Him raised between 
the heavens and earth and His hands and feet nailed to 
the rugged wood, there to suffer and die — the just for 


the unjust. The sun refused to shine and darkness 
spread its gloomy shade over the earth, making the 
scene still more solemn. TThen He bowed His head 
and gave up the ghost, the veil of the temple was 
rent from the top to the bottom, and the earth did 
quake and the rocks were rent. It seemed that all 
nature sympathized with her suffering Lord. The plan 
that God had so wonderfully devised for the redemp- 
tion of the world was so majestically grand and glo- 
rious, that the angels in heaven were struck with as- 
tonishment at the wonderful condescension and love 
of Christ and amazed at the incarnation of that object 
they had so long adored. O, reader, if the angels 
were deeply impressed with the glad tidings of the 
salvation of the human race, how much more should 
we be interested that are looking for so much benefit 
from it? 0, reader, it was the Holy Spirit that moved 
the prophets to prophesy of the coming Messiah, the 
Son of God, and it is the same blessed Spirit that 
reveals Christ to us, and Jesus Christ can never be 
known to the redemption or salvation of any soul 
but by the revelation of the Holy Spirit, for it is 
the " Spirit that beareth witness with our spirits " that 
we are God's children. O, then, let us take courage 
and gird up the loins of our minds and fix them on 
that inestimable gift that God has given to save lost 
sinners. TTe may expect trials and tribulation as we 
pass on our heavenward journey, yet God's grace will 


be sufficieDt for every trial, nor will He withhold any- 
thing that is for our good. Then we may with confi- 
dence and patience expect all that God has promised, 
" even to the utmost." Salvation, justification and 
glorification of soul and body will be given unto all 
God's children when " Christ shall come with His holy 
angels to judge the world." 

O, dear reader, hast thou ever thought of the price 
that was paid for thy soul, that thou mighst be re- 
deemed from the curse of the law and the yoke and 
bondage of sin and eternal death. O, it cost the 
precious blood of Jesus Christ. Silver and gold can- 
not redeem a soul from death, but it must be " a price 
of infinite value." God's righteousness required it. 
If created things could have redeemed man Jesus 
would not have had to been offered. God would not 
have had to give up the brightest jewel of heaven. 
No, nothing short of the price that God required, " a 
Lamb without spot, perfect, without a blemish," could 
be a sufficient ransom or oblation for the sins of the 
world. O, reader, hast thou ever considered the value 
of the precious blood of Christ? The imagination of 
man, with all his powers of intellect, cannot fathom 
it nor calculate its infinite worth. It was the Lamb 
of God that was required for a sin offering; the Lamb 
that was given from the foundation of the world, per- 
fectly pure in soul and holy in life; " Jesus, the Lamb 
that beareth away the sins of the world." Yes, it 


was the Lord Jesus that was appointed in the wisdom 
of God and sent into the world to be a Prince and 
Saviour, to give repentance and remission of sins 
to all that will obey the truth by believing in Him. 
He was chosen of God to be the Saviour of all men. 
There is no other name given under heaven amongst 
men whereby we can be saved but the name of Jesus 
Christ, who is the founder of the Church, the pillar on 
which it stands, and as Jesus was the chosen of God, 
we need have no doubts of the power and sufficiency 
of His merits to save to the uttermost all that will come 
to Him for life and salvation; for all that are united 
to Christ are accepted and made heirs of heaven; 
made members of that glorious body. Jesus took 
upon Himself the nature of man and laid down His 
precious life for all mankind, without respect of per- 
sons; yea, equally for all, for every man, and on the 
third day after his crucifixion and burial he rose from 
the dead and showed Himself for many days to His 
disciples and others, and then ascended to heaven, 
where He ever liveth to make intercession for us, and 
will continue to be the Mediator for the whole human 
race to all eternity. There is no forgiveness of sins, 
no salvation, but through Jesus Christ, and throughout 
the Scriptures His passion and death is considered a 
sufficient atonement, and all may find pardon and sal- 
vation by the shedding of His blood upon the Cross. 
No human being since the fall neither has nor can 


have merit or worthiness in or of himself to obtain 
the mercy of God but by Jesus Christ; therefore, I 
am bold to say, that pardon for sin and every other 
blessing promised in the gospel have been purchased 
by His sacrificial death, and it is given to every one 
that believeth, not on account of anything they have 
done or suffered, but for Jesus' sake, and through His 
merits alone; for all these blessings are received, not 
of works nor of suffering, but by faith in Jesus Christ. 
Man is a free agent and is not impelled by any 
influence either to do good or evil, but has it con- 
tinually in his power to chose life or death, which is 
set before him; therefore, he is an accountable being 
and answerable for his own conduct in life, and on 
this ground he is capable of being rewarded or pun- 
ished. Every human being that has arrived at proper 
understanding has the freedom of will, with a suffi- 
ciency of light to direct his footsteps. This light God 
has sent into the world, " a measure of which is given 
to every man." It is not inherent in any man's nature, 
but is graciously bestowed on man by Him who is the 
true light and who enlighteneth every man that cometh 
into the world. Jesus Christ made, by His once offer- 
ing Himself upon the Cross, a sufficient sacrifice and 
complete satisfaction for the sins of the whole world, 
and by His loving and gracious spirit strives with and 
enlightens all men and, consequently, all women, for 
all are one in Christ Jesus, thus bringing them into an 


awakened state. Therefore, there is no plea, no excuse; 
every human soul may be saved if it will, for God 
has said that it is not His wish that any should perish, 
but that all should repent and be saved. Then, if we 
are not saved, it is our own fault. 

O, dear reader, what more could Jesus have done 
for us in this state of probation than he has done ? and 
He is now gone to prepare a place for us, a mansion in 
glory, at the right hand of God; yes, for all of eveiy 
nation, kindred, tongue and people that accept Him 
as their Saviour and Redeemer. 

And now, dear reader, in conclusion, it is my most 
fervent prayer that the divine favor may rest upon 
thee, and mayst thou receive from the source of all good 
whatever is calculated to make thee wise, happy, holy 
and useful; walking near to God and letting thy light 
shine not only by precept, but by example; con- 
secrating thyself more fully to the service of our 
blessed Master, who will amply reward all His ser- 
vants and give them a crown of glory, a robe of right- 
eousness and a harp of gold, so that they may join 
the blood-washed millions in singing the new song of 
glory to God and the Lamb that has redeemed us by 
His blood.