the new Tabernacle was being built. Not for a minute did I relax my
energies to keep up the work of a practical religion. There were 300,000
people in Brooklyn who had never heard the Gospel preached, an army
worthy of Christian interest. There was room for these 300,000 people in
the churches of the city.

There was plenty of room in heaven for them.

An ingenious statistician, taking the statement made in Revelation xxi.
that the heavenly Jerusalem was measured and found to be twelve thousand
furlongs, and that the length and height and breadth of it are equal,
says that would make heaven in size nine hundred and forty-eight
sextillion, nine hundred and eighty-eight quintillion cubic feet; and
then reserving a certain portion for the court of heaven and the
streets, and estimating that the world may last a hundred thousand
years, he ciphers out that there are over five trillion rooms, each room
seventeen feet long, sixteen feet wide, fifteen feet high. But I have no
faith in the accuracy of that calculation. He makes the rooms too small.
From all I can read the rooms will be palatial, and those who have not
had enough room in this world will have plenty of room at the last. The
fact is that most people in this world are crowded, and though out on a
vast prairie or in a mountain district people may have more room than
they want, in most cases it is house built close to house, and the
streets are crowded, and the cradle is crowded by other cradles, and the
graves crowded in the cemetery by other graves; and one of the richest
luxuries of many people in getting out of this world will be the gaining
of unhindered and uncramped room. And I should not wonder if, instead of
the room that the statistician ciphered out as only seventeen feet by
sixteen, it should be larger than any of the rooms at Berlin, St. James,
or Winter Palace.