Sermon 9. Spiritual Liberty
Delivered on Sabbath Morning, February 18th, 1855, by the
REV. C.H. SPURGEON
At Exeter Hall, Strand.
"Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty."-2 Corinthians 3:17.
LIBERTY is the birthright of every man. He may be born a pauper; he may be a foundling; his parentage may be altogether unknown;but liberty is his inalienable birthright. Black may be his skin; he may live uneducated and untaught; he may be poor as povertyitself; he may never have a foot of land to call his own; he may scarce have a particle of clothing, save a few rags to coverhim; but, poor as he is, nature has fashioned him for freedom-he has a right to be free,and if he has not liberty, it is his birthright, and he ought not to be content until he wins it.
Liberty is the heirloom of all the sons and daughters of Adam. But where do you find liberty unaccompanied by religion? Trueit is that all men have a right to liberty, but it is equally true that you do not meet it in any country save where you findthe Spirit of the Lord. "Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty." Thank God, this is a free country. This is aland where I can breathe the air and say it is untainted by the groan of a single slave; my lungsreceive it, and I know there has never been mingled with its vapours the tear of a single slave woman shed over her childwhich has been sold from her. This land is the home of liberty. But why is it so? I take it, it is not so much because ofour institutions as because the Spirit of the Lord is here -the spirit of true and hearty religion. There was a time, remember,when England was no more free than any other country, when men could not speak their sentiments freely, when kings weredespots, when Parliaments were but a name. Who won our liberties for us? Who have loosed our chains? Under the hand ofGod, I say, the men of religion-men like the great and glorious Cromwell, who would have liberty of conscience, or die-menwho, if they could not reach kings' hearts, because they were unsearchable in cunning, would strike kings low, rather thanthey would be slaves. We owe our liberty to men of religion, to men of the stern Puritanical school-men who scorned to playthecraven and yield their principles at the command of man. And if we ever are to maintain our liberty (as God grant we may)it shall be kept in England by religious liberty-by religion. This Bible is the Magna Charta of old Britain. its truths, itsdoctrines have snapped our fetters, and they never can be riveted on again, whilst men, with God's Spirit in their hearts,go forth to speak its truths. In no other land, save where the Bible is unclasped-in no other realm, save where the gospelispreached, can you find liberty. Roam through other countries, and you speak with bated breath; you are afraid; you feelyou are under an iron hand; the sword is above you; you are not free. Why? Because you are under the tyranny engendered bya false religion: you have not free Protestantism there; and it is not till Protestantism comes that there can be freedom.It is where the Spirit of the Lord is that there is liberty, and nowhere else. Men talk about being free: they describe modelgovernments, Platonic republics, or Owenite paradises; but they are dreamy theorists; for there can be no freedom in theworld, save, "where the spirit of the Lord is."
I have commenced with this idea, because I think worldly men ought to be told that if religion does not save them, yet ithas done much for them-that the influence of religion has won them their liberties.
But the liberty of the text is no such freedom as this: it is an infinitely greater and better one. Great as civil or religiousliberty may be, the liberty of my text transcendently exceeds. There is a liberty, dear friends, which Christian men aloneenjoy; for even in Great Britain there are men who taste not the sweet air of liberty. There are some who are afraid to speakas men, who have to cringe and fawn, and bow, and stoop, to any one; who have no will of their own,no principles, no voice, no courage, and who cannot stand erect in conscious independence. But he is the free man, whomthe truth makes free. He who has grace in his heart is free; he cares for no one; he has the right upon his side; he has Godwithin him-the indwelling Spirit of the Holy Ghost; he is a prince of the blood royal of heaven; he is a noble, having thetrue patent of nobility; he is one of God's elect, distinguished, chosen children, and he is not the man to bend, or meanlycringe. No!-sooner would he walk the burning furnace with Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego-sooner would he be cast intothe lion's den with Daniel, than yield a point of principle. He is a free man. "Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is liberty"in its fullest, highest, and widest sense. God give you friends, to have that "Spirit of the Lord;" for without it, in a freecountry, ye may still be bondsmen; and where there are no serfs in body, ye may be slaves in soul. The text speaks ofSpiritual liberty; and now I address the children of God. Spiritual liberty, brethren, you and I enjoy if we have "theSpirit of the Lord" within us. What does this imply? It implies that there was a time when we had not that Spiritual liberty-whenwe were slaves. But a little while ago all of us who now are free in Christ Jesus, were slaves of the devil: we were led captivesat his will. We talked of free-will, but free will is a slave. We boasted that we could do what we pleased; but oh!what a slavish and dreamy liberty we had. It was a fancied freedom. We were slaves to our lusts and passions-slaves tosin; but now we are freed from sin; we are delivered from our tyrant; a stronger than he has cast out the strong man armed,and we are free.
Let us now examine a little more closely, in what our liberty consists.
I. And first, my friends, "Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty" from the Bondage of Sin. Ah! I know I shall speak feelingly to some of you when I talk about the bondage of sin. You know what that misery means.Of all bondage and slavery in this world, there is none more horrible than the bondage of sin. Tell me of Israel in Egyptpreparing their tale of bricks unsupplied with straw; tell me of the negro beneath the lash of his cruel task-master, andIconfess it is a bondage fearful to be borne; but there is one far worse-the bondage of a convinced sinner when he is broughtto feel the burden of his guilt; the bondage of a man when once his sins are baying him, like hounds about a weary stag; thebondage of a man when the burden of sin is on his shoulder-a burden too heavy for his soul to bear-a burden which will sinkhim for ever in the depths of everlasting torment, unless he doth escape from it. Methinks I see such a person. He hathne'er a smile upon his face; dark clouds hath gathered on his brow; solemn and serious he stands; his very words are sighs;his songs are groans; his smiles are tears; and when he seems most happy, hot drops of grief roll in burning showers, scaldingfurrows on his cheek. Ask him what he is, and he tells you he is "a wretch undone." Ask him how he is, and he confesses thathe is "misery incarnate." Ask him what he shall be, and he says, "he shall be lost in flames for ever, and there is nohope." Behold him alone in his retirement: when he lays his head on his pillow, up he starts again: at night he dreamsof torment, and by day he almost feels that of which he dreamed. Such is the poor convinced sinner under bondage. Such haveI been in my days, and such have you been, friends. I speak to those who understand it. You have passed through that gloomySlough of Despond; you have gone through that dark vale of penitence: you have been made to drink the bitter cup of repentance:andI know you will say, "Amen" when I declare that of all bondage this is the most painful-the bondage of the law, the bondageof corruption. "O wretched man that I am, who shall deliver me" from it? But the Christian is free; he can smile now, thoughhe wept before; he can rejoice now, whereas he lamented. "There is," he says, "no sin upon my conscience now; there is nocrime upon my breast; I need not walk through the earth fearful of every shadow, and afraid of every man I meet, for sin iswashed away; my spirit is no more guilty; it is pure, it is holy; there no longer resteth the frown of God upon me; butmy Father smiles: I see his eyes-they are glancing love: I hear his voice-it is full of sweetness. I am forgiven, I am forgiven,I am forgiven! All hail, thou breaker of fetters! glorious Jesus! Ah! that moment when first the bondage passed away I MethinksI recollect it now. I saw Jesus on his cross before me; I thought on him, and as I mused upon his death andsufferings, methought I saw him cast a look on me; and when he gazed on me, I looked at him, and
"Jesus, lover of my soul,
Let me to thy bosom fly."
He said "come," and I flew to him and clasped him; and when he let me go again, I wondered where my burden was. It was gone!There, in the sepulchre, it lay, and I felt light as air; like a winged sylph, I could fly over mountains of trouble and despair;and oh! what liberty and joy I had! I could leap with ecstasy for I had much forgiven, and now I was freed from sin." Beloved,this is the first liberty of the children of God. "Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there isliberty" from the bondage of sin.
2. Liberty from the Penalty of Sin.-What is it? Eternal death-torment for ever-that is the sad penalty of sin. It is no sweet thing to fear that if I died nowI might be in hell. It is no pleasant thought for me to stand here and believe that if I dropped down I must sink into thearms of Satan and have him for my tormentor. Why, sirs, it is a thought that would plague me; it is a thought that would bethe bitterest curse of my existence. I would fain be deadand rotting in the tomb rather than walk the earth with the thought that I might suffer such a penalty as this. Thereare some of you here who know right well that if you die hell is your portion. You don't attempt to deny it; you believe theBible, and there you read your doom, "He that believeth not shall be damned." You cannot put yourselves among believers. Youare still without Christ. Have any of you been brought into such a condition that you believe yourself so full of sin thatGodcould not be just if he did not punish you? Have you not felt that you have so rebelled against God by secret crimes,ay, I say, by secret crimes, and by open transgression, that if he did not punish you he must cease to be God and lay asidehis sceptre? And then you have trembled, and groaned, and cried out under the fear of the penalty of sin. You thought whenyou dreamed, that you saw that burning lake whose waves are fire, and whose billows are ever blazing brimstone; and each dayyouwalked the earth it was with fear and dread lest the next step should let you into the pit which is without a bottom.But Christian, Christian, you are free from the penalty of sin. Do you know it? Can you recognize the fact? You are free atthis moment from the penalty of sin. Not only are you forgiven, but you never can be punished on account of your sins howevergreat and enormous they may have been.
"The moment a sinner believes,
And trusts in his crucified God;
His pardon at once he receives,
Salvation in full through his blood,"
and he never can be punished on account of sin. Talk of the punishment of a believer! there is not such a thing. The afflictionsof this mortal life are not punishments for sin to Christians; they are fatherly chastisements, and not the punishments ofa judge. For me there is no hell; let it smoke and burn, if I am a believer I shall never have my portion there. For me thereare no eternal racks, no torments, for if I am justified, I cannot be condemned. Jesus hathsuffered the punishment in my stead, and God would be unjust if he were to punish me again; for Christ has suffered once,and satisfied justice for ever. When conscience tells me I am a sinner, I tell conscience I stand in Christ's place, and Christstands in mine. True, I am a sinner; but Christ died for sinners. True, I deserve punishment; but if my ransom died, willGod ask for the debt twice? Impossible! He has cancelled it. There never was, and never shall be one believer in hell. Wearefree from punishment, and we never need quake on account of it. However horrible it may be-If it is eternal, as we knowit is-it is nothing to us, for we never can suffer it. Heaven shall open its pearly portals to admit us; but hell's iron gatesare barred for ever against every believer. Glorious liberty of the children of God!
3. But there is one fact more startling than both of these things, and I dare say some of you will demur to it; neverthelessit is God's truth, and if you don't like it, you must leave it! There is liberty from the guilt of sin. This is the wonder of wonders. The Christian is positively not guilty any longer the moment he believes. Now, if Her Majestyin her goodness spares a murderer by giving him a free pardon, that man cannot be punished: but still he will be aguilty man; she may give him a thousand pardons, and the law cannot touch him, but still he will guilty; the crime willalways be on his head, and he will be branded as a murderer as long as he lives. But the Christian is not only delivered fromthe bondage and from the punishment, but he is positively absolved from the guilt. Now this is something at which you willstand amazed. You say, "What? is a Christian no more a sinner in God's sight ?" I answer, he is a sinner as considered inhimself;but in the person of Christ he is no more a sinner than the angel Gabriel; for snowy as are angelic wings, and spotlessas are cherubic robes, an angel cannot be more pure than the poor blood-washed sinner when he is made whiter than snow. Doyou understand how it is that the very guilt of the sinner is taken away? Here I stand to-day a guilty and condemned traitor;Christ comes for my salvation, he bids me heave my cell, "I will stand where you are; I will be your substitute; I will bethesinner; all your guilt is to be imputed to me; I will die for it, I will suffer for it; 1 will have your sins." Then strippinghimself of his robes, he says, "There, put them on; you shall be considered as if you were Christ; you shall be the righteousone. I will take your place, you take mine." Then he casts around me a glorious robe of perfect righteousness; and when I behold it, I exclaim, "Strangely, my soul, artthou arrayed, with my elder brother's garments on." JesusChrist's crown is on my head, his spotless robes are round my loins, and his golden sandals are the shoes of my feet.And now is there any sin? The sin is on Christ; the righteousness is on me. Ask for the sinner, Justice! Let the voice ofJustice cry, "Bring forth the sinner!" The sinner is brought. Who doth the executioner lead forth? It is the incarnate Sonof God. True, he did not commit the sin; he was without fault; but it is imputed to him: be stands in the sinner's place.Now Justicecries, "Bring forth the righteous, the perfectly righteous." Whom do I see? Lo, the Church is brought; each believer isbrought. Justice says, "Are these perfectly righteous?" "Yes they are. What Christ did is theirs; what they did is laid onChrist; his righteousness is theirs; their sins are his." I appeal to you, ye ungodly. This seems strange and startling, doesit not? You have set it down to hyper-calvinism, and you laugh at it. Set it down for what you please, sirs. God has set itup ashis truth; he has made us righteous through the imputed righteousness of Jesus Christ. And now, if I am a true believer,I stand here freed from every sin. There is not a crime against me in the book of God; it is blotted out for ever; it is cancelled;and not only can I never be punished, but I have nothing to be punished for. Christ has atoned for my sins, and I have receivedhis righteousness. "Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty."
4. Furthermore, the Christian man, whilst delivered from the guilt and punishment of sin, is likewise delivered from the dominion of it. Every living man before he is converted, is a slave to lust. Profane men glory in free living and free thinking. They callthis free living-a full glass, a Bacchanalian revel, shouting, wantonness, chambering.-Free living, sir! Let the slave hold uphis fetters and jingle them in my ears, and say, "This is music, and Iam free." The man is a poor maniac. Let the man chained in his cell, the madman of Bethlehem, tell me he is a king, andgrin a horrible smile; I say, "Ah, poor wretch, I know wherefore he counteth that he is a king; he is demented, and is mad."So it is with the worldling who says he is free. Free sir! you are a slave. You think you are happy; but at night, when youlay yourself upon your bed, how many times have you tossed from side to side sleepless and ill at ease; and when you awakedhaveyou not said, "Ah! that yesterday-that yesterday !" And though you plunged into another day of sin, that "yesterday,"like a hell-dog, barked at you, and followed at your heels. You know it, sir,-sin is a bondage and a slavery. And have youever tried to get rid of that slavery? "Yes," you say, "I have." But I will tell you what has been the end of it. When youhave tried, you have bound your fetters firmer than ever; you have riveted your chains. A sinner without grace attemptingto reformhim self is like Sisyphus rolling the stone up hill, which always comes down with greater force. A man without grace attemptingto save himself, is engaged in as hopeless a task as the daughters of Danaus, when they attempted to fill a vast vessel withbottomless buckets. He has a bow without a string, a sword without a blade, a gun without powder. He needs strength. I grantyou, he may produce a hollow reformation; he may earth up the volcano, and sow flowers around its crater; but when itonce begins to stir again, it shall move the earth away, and the hot lava shall roll over all the fair flowers which hehad planted, and devastate both his works and his righteousness. A sinner without grace is a slave: he cannot deliver himselffrom his sins. But not so the Christian! Is he a slave to his sin? Is a true-born heir of God a slave? Oh, no. He does notsin, because he is born of God; he does not live in uncleanness, because he is an heir of immortality. Ye beggars of the earthmaystoop to deeds of wrong, but princes of heaven's blood must follow acts of right. Ye poor worldlings, mean and pitifulwretches in God's sight--ye may live in dishonesty and unrighteousness, but the heir of heaven cannot; he loves his Lord;he is free from the power of sin; his work is righteousness, and his end his everlasting life. We are free from the dominionof sin.
5. Once more: "Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty" in all holy acts of love-liberty from a slavish fear of law. Many people are honest because they are afraid of the policeman. Many are sober because they are afraid of the eye of thepublic. Many persons are seemingly religious because of their neighbours. There is much virtue which is like the juice ofthe grape-it has to be squeezed before you get it; it is not like the generous drop of thehoneycomb, distilling willingly and freely. I am bold to say, that if a man be destitute of the grace of God, his worksare only works of slavery; he feels forced to do them. I know before I came into the liberty of the children of God, if Iwent to God's house, I went because I thought I must do it; if I prayed, it was because I feared some misfortune would happenin the day if I did not; if I ever thanked God for a mercy, it was because I thought I should not get another if I were notthankful; if I performed a righteous deed, it was with the hope that very likely God would reward me at last, and I shouldbe winning some crown in heaven. A poor slave, a mere Gibeonite, hewing wood and drawing water. If I could have left off doingit, I should have loved to do so. If I could have had my will, there would have been no chapel-going for me, no religion forme-I would have lived in the world and followed the ways of Satan, if I could have done as I pleased. As forrighteousness, it was slavery; sin would have been my liberty. But now, Christian, what is your liberty? What makes youcome to the house of God to day?
"Love made your willing feet
In swift obedience move."
What makes you bend your knee in prayer? It is because you like to talk with your Father who seeth in secret. What is it thatopens your purses, and makes you give liberally? It is because you love the poor children of God, and you feel, so much beinggiven to you, that it is a privilege to give something back to Christ. What is it that constrains you to live honestly, righteously,and soberly ? Is it the rear of the jail? No; you might pull the jail down; you mightannihilate the convict settlements; you might hurl all chains into the sea; and we should be just as holy as we are now.Some people say, "Then, sir, you mean to say that Christians may live as they like." I wish they could, sir. If I could liveas I liked, I would, always live holily. If a Christian could live as he liked, he would always live as he ought. It is aslavery to him to sin; righteousness is his delight. Oh! if I could but live as I list, I would list to live as I ought. IfI couldbut live as I would I would live as God commands me. The greatest happiness of a Christian is to be holy. It is no slaveryto him. Put him where you will, he will not sin, Expose him to any temptation, if it were not for that evil heart still remaining,you would never find him sinning. Holiness is his pleasure; sin is his slavery. Ah! ye poor bondsmen who come to church andchapel because ye must; ah! ye poor slavish moralists that are honest because of the gyves, and sober because of theprison; ah! ye poor slaves! We are not so; we are not under the law, but under grace. Call us Antinomians if you will;we will even glory in the scandalous title; we are freed from the law, but we are freed from it that we may obey it more thanever we did. The true-born child of God serves his Master more than ever he did. As old Erskine says:-
"Slight now his loving presence if they can;
No, no; his conquering kindness leads the van.
When everlasting love exerts the sway,
They judge themselves most kindly bound to obey;
Bound by redeeming love in stricter sense,
Than ever Adam was in innocence."
6. But to conclude. "Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty" from the Fear of Death. O death! how many a sweet cup hast thou made bitter. O death! how many a revel hast thou broken up. O death! how many a gluttonousbanquet hast thou spoiled. O death! how many a sinful pleasure hast thou turned into pain. Take ye, my friends, the telescopethis morning, and look through the vista of a few years, and what see you ? Grim death in the distance grasping hisscythe. He is coming, coming, coming; and what is behind him? Ay, that depends upon your own character. If ye are thesons of God, there is the palm-branch; if ye are not, ye know what followeth death-Hell follows him. O death! thy spectrehath haunted many a house where sin otherwise would have rioted. O death! thy chilly hand hath touched many a heart that wasbig with lust, and made it start affrighted from its crime. Oh! how many men are slaves to the fear of death. Half the peoplein theworld are afraid to die. There are some madmen who can march up to the cannon's mouth; there are some fools who rush withbloody hands before their Maker's tribunal; but most men fear to die. Who is the man that does not fear to die? I will tellyou. The man that is a believer. Fear to die! Thank God, I do not. The cholera may come again next summer-I pray God it maynot; but if it does, it matters not to me: I will toil and visit the sick by night and by day, until I drop; and if it takesme, sudden death is sudden glory. And so with the weakest saint in this hall; the prospect of dissolution does not makeyou tremble. Sometimes you fear, but oftener you rejoice. You sit down calmly and think of dying. What is death ? It is alow porch through which you stoop to enter heaven. What is life ? It is a narrow screen that separates us from glory, anddeath kindly removes it! I recollect a saying of a good old woman, who said, "Afraid to die, sir! I have dipped my foot inJordan everymorning before break fast for the last fifty years, and do you think I am afraid to die now ?" Die! beloved: why we diehundred of times; we "die daily ;" we die every morning; we die each night when we sleep; by faith we die; and so dying willbe old work when we come to it. We shall say, "Ah, death! you and I have been old acquaintances; I have had thee in my bedroomevery night; I have talked with thee each day; I have had the skull upon my dressing table; and I have ofttimes thought ofthee. Death! thou art come at last, but thou art a welcome guest; thou art an angel of light, and the best friend I havehad." Why, then, dread death; since there is no fear of God's leaving you when you come to die! Here I must tell you thatanecdote of the good Welch lady, who, when she lay a-dying, was visited by her minister. He said to her, "Sister, are yousinking?" She answered him not a word, but looked at him with an incredulous eye. He repeated the question, "Sister, are yousinking?" She looked at him again, as if she could not believe that he would ask such a question. At last, rising a little inthe bed, she said, "Sinking! Sinking! Did you ever know a sinner sink through a rock? If I had been standing on the sand, I might sink; but,thank God I am on the Rock of Ages, and there is no sinking there." How glorious to die! Oh, angels, come! Oh, cohorts of the Lord of hosts, stretch, stretch your broad wings and lift us upfrom earth; O, winged seraphs, bear us farabove the reach of these
inferior things; but till ye come, I'll sing,
"Since Jesus is mine, I'll not fear undressing-
But gladly put off these garments of clay,
To die in the Lord is a covenant blessing;
Since Jesus to glory, though death lead the way."
And now, dear friends, I have shown you as briefly as I can the negative side of this liberty. I have tried to tell you, aswell as I could put it in a few words, what we are freed from. But there are two sides to such questions as this. There are some glorious things that we are free to. Not only are we freed from sin in every sense from the law, and from the fear of death; but we are free to do something.I shall not occupy many moments, but shall just runover a few things we are free to; for, my brother Christians, "Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty;" andthat liberty gives us certain rights and privileges.
In the first place, we are free to heaven's charter. There is heaven's charter-the Magna Charta-the Bible; and, my brother, you are free to it. There is a choice passage here:"When thou passest through the river I will be with thee, and the floods shall not overflow thee ;" thou art free to that.Here is another: "Mountains may depart, and hills may be removed; but my lovingkindness shall not depart:" you are free tothat. Here is another: "Having loved hisown, he loved them unto the end." you are free to that. "Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty." Here is achapter touching election: you are free to that if you are elect. Here is another, speaking of the non-condemnation of therighteous, and their justification; you are free to that. You are free to all that is in the Bible. Here is a never-failingtreasure filled with boundless stores of grace. It is the bank of heaven: you may draw from it as much as you please withoutlet orhindrance. Bring nothing with you, except faith. Bring as much faith as you can get, and you are welcome to all that isin the Bible. There is not a promise, not a word in it, that is not yours. In the depths of tribulation let it comfort you.Mid waves of distress let it cheer you. When sorrows surround thee, let it be thy helper. This is thy father's love-token:let it never be shut up and covered with dust. Thou art free to it-use, then, thy freedom.
Next, recollect that thou art free to the throne of grace. It is the privilege of Englishmen, that they can always send apetition to Parliament; and it is the privilege of a believer, that he can always send a petition to the throne of God. Iam free to God's throne. If I want to talk to God to-morrow morning, I can. If to-night I wish to have conversation with myMaster, I can go to him. I have a right to go to his throne. It matters not how much I may have sinned. I goand ask for pardon. It signifies nothing how poor I am-I go and plead his promise that he will provide all things needful.I have a right to go to his throne at all times-in midnight's darkest hour, or in noontide's heat. Where'er I am; if fatecommand me to the utmost verge of the wide earth, I have still constant admission to his throne. Use that right, beloved-usethat right. There is not one of you that lives up to his privilege. Many a gentleman will live beyond his income, spendingmore than he has coming in; but there is not a Christian that does that-I mean that lives up to his spiritual income.Oh, no! you have an infinite income-an in come of promises-an income of grace; and no Christian ever lived up to his income.Some people say, "If I had more money I should have a larger house, and horses, and carriage, and so on." Very well and good;but I wish the Christian would do the same. I wish they would set up a larger house, and do greater things for God; lookmore happy, and take those tears away from their eyes.
"Religion never was designed
To make our pleasures less."
With such stores in the bank, and so much in hand, that God gives you, you have no right to be poor. Up! rejoice! rejoice!The Christian ought to live up to his income, and not below it.
Then, if you have the "Spirit of the Lord," dear friends, you have a right to enter into the city. There are many of the freemenof the City of London here, I dare say, and that is a great privilege, very likely. I am not a freeman of London, but I ama freeman of a better city.
"Saviour, if of Zion's city,
I, by grace, a member am,
Let the world revile or pity,
I will glory in thy name."
You have a right to the freedom of Zion's city, and you do not exercise it. I want to have a word with some of you. You arevery good Christian people. but you have never joined the church yet. You know it is quite right, that he that believeth shouldbe baptized; but I suppose you are afraid of being drowned, for you never come. Then the Lord's table is spread once everymonth, and it is free to all God's children, but you never approach it. Why is that? It is yourbanquet. I do not think if I were an alderman I should omit the city banquet; and being a Christian, I cannot omit theChristian banquet, it is the banquet of the saints.
"Ne'er did angels taste above
Redeeming grace and dying love."
Some of you never come to the Lord's table; you neglect his ordinances. He says, "This do in remembrance of me." You haveobtained the freedom of the city, but you won't take it up. You have a right to enter in through the gates into the city,but you stand outside. Come in brother; I will give you my hand. Don't remain outside the church any longer, for you havea right to come in.
Then, to conclude, you have the freedom of Jerusalem, the mother of us all. That is the best gift. We are free to heaven. When a Christian dies, he knows the open sesame that can open the gates of heaven, he knows the pass-word that can make the gates wide open fly; he has the white stone wherebyhe shall be known as a ransomed one, and that shall pass him at the barrier; he has the passport that shall let him into thedominions of Jehovah; he has liberty toenter into heaven. Methinks I see you, ye unconverted, in the land of shades, wandering up and down to find your portion.Ye come to the porch of heaven. It is great and lofty. The gate hath written o'er it, "The righteous only are admitted here."As ye stand, ye look for the porter. A tall archangel appeareth from above the gate, and ye say, "Angel, let me in." "Whereis thy robe?" Thou searchest, and thou hast none; thou hast only some few rags of thine own spinning, but no wedding garment."Let me in," sayest thou, "for the fiends are after me to drag me to yonder pit. Oh, let me in." But with a quiet glancethe angel lifteth up his finger and saith, "Read up there;" and thou readest, "None but the righteous enter here." Then thoutremblest; thy knees knock together; thy hands shake. Were thy bones of brass they might melt; and were thy ribs of iron theymight be dissolved Ah! there thou standest, shivering, quaking, trembling; but not long, for a voice which frights thee fromthy feet and lays thee prostrate, cries, "Depart ye cursed into everlasting fire prepared for the devil and his angels."O dear hearers, shall that be your portion? My friends, as I love you,-I do this morning, and hope I ever shall,-shall thisbe your lot? Will you not have freedom to enter into the city? Will you not seek that Spirit which giveth liberty? Ah! I knowye will not have it if left to yourselves; some of you perhaps never will. O God, grant that that number may be but few, butmay the number of the saved be great indeed!
"Turn, then my soul unto thy rest,
The ransom of thy great High Priest,
Hath set the captive free.
Trust to his efficacious blood,
Nor fear thy banishment from God,
Since Jesus died for thee."