Sermon 1489. The Plague of the Heart
DELIVERED ON LORD'S-DAY EVENING, AUGUST 10, 1879,
BY C. H. SPURGEON,
AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.
"Whatever prayer and supplication is made by anyone, or by all Your people Israel, which shall know every man the plague ofhis own heart, and spread forth his hands toward this house: then hear in Heaven, Your dwelling place, and pardon, and do,and give to every man according to his ways, whose heart You know; (for You, even You only, know the hearts of all the childrenof men) that they may fear You all the days that they live in the land which You gave unto our fathers." 1Kings 8:38-40.
(When the regular congregation unanimously left their seats to be occupied by strangers, who crowded the building to its utmostcapacity).
You all know that the Temple at Jerusalem was the one place of sacrifice throughout all the holy land, for thus had the Lordspoken, "Whatever man there be of the house of Israel, or of the strangers which sojourn among you, that offers a burnt offeringor sacrifice, and brings it not unto the door of the tabernacle of the congregation, to offer it unto the Lord: even thatman shall be cut off from among his people." According to God's Law there was one altar and it was counted a high crime whenthe tribes which dwelt beyond Jordan built another. And their brethren sought them, saying, "Rebel not against the Lord inbuilding an altar besides the altar of the Lord our God" (Josh. 22:19). As there was only one high priest, so there was only one altar-and sacrifice might not be offered anywhere else but onthat altar at Jerusalem.
Therefore, when a man wished to present his offerings to God, he went up to the Temple which Solomon dedicated by the prayerin which our text occurs. The people afterwards built altars on high hills and in green groves, but these places and the sacrificesoffered there were contrary to the mind of God. There was but one altar and one sacrifice-and that was at the Temple. Thatis why, when the godly Israelite prayed, he looked towards the one place of sacrifice, not in superstition, but in believingremembrance of the one sacrifice and the one altar and the one glorious token of the Divine Presence which shone over theMercy Seat within the veil. He knew that God could only accept him through the one sacrifice and, therefore, he looked thatway.
The people especially looked toward the Temple in prayer in times of national calamity. In drought, or when the crops wereconsumed by locusts or by caterpillars, or when blast and mildew destroyed the hope of harvest, or in time of war or pestilence,their supplications were presented unto the one Jehovah-all eyes looking towards His one sacred shrine where the one sacrificesmoked upon the altar. But although there were those special opportunities and God heard their prayers as a nation, it isvery pleasant to observe that He regarded the griefs of individuals. Every man, says the text, that knew the plague of hisown heart, was to spread forth his hands towards that one place of sacrifice and pray. And God would forgive him and deliverhim.
That is my subject tonight. The Lord will hear whatever prayer and supplication is made by any man in reference to his ownpersonal affliction if his heart is turned towards God's own temple. But what is that temple? And where is it? There are nowno material temples beneath the whole Heaven unless the bodies of Believers may be so called-and no one thinks of lookingto them. No, "The Most High dwells not in temples made with hands." No one place is more sacred than another-
"Where'er we seek Him, He is found, And everyplace is hallowed ground."
There remains one Temple, however, and that is the body of the Lord Jesus Christ. He is Temple, Altar and Sacrifice! And ifyou would look the right way in prayer and if you desire your prayers to be answered, you must look to Him by the eye of faith.
Look! There He sits at the right hand of God! Having finished the one Sacrifice and made Atonement for sin forever, thereHe sits-Priest, Altar, Offering, Temple-and every true supplicant must enter into the holiest by His blood, "by a new andliving way, which He has consecrated for us, through the veil, that is to say, His flesh." Whoever beneath the wide heavensis conscious of the plague of his own heart or has anything that plagues him or anything that troubles him, he may turn hiseyes towards Christ, the true Temple, with a certainty that God will hear his prayer and answer his request and send him deliverance."We have an Altar," and that Altar is our Lord's own blessed Person! We have but one and we tremble for those who set up another-andto that One we look with confident hope, being assured that the Sacrifice once offered there has made our peace with God andprocured acceptance for our supplications-
"We build no altar-You have died
We deck no priestly shrine.
What need have we of creature-aid?
The power to save is Thine."
But now I must come nearer to the point in hand. The text speaks of "every man which shall know the plague of his own heart."I am going to talk to you about that knowledge and the plague with which it deals. These are home affairs that we shall speakof tonight-not matters beyond our line and unpractical-but our own personal concerns. "Every man the plague of his own heart."A great many men think they know the plague of other people's hearts and there is a great deal of talk in the world aboutthis family, that person and the other. I pray you let the scandals of the hour alone and think of your own evils. This nightlet each man consider his own home affairs and not other people's business. He would be a bad farmer who plowed other people'slands and left his own untilled. He would be a poor gardener who used his hoe on other men's weeds and not on his own.
Tonight I pray you let each man think of home affairs. Yes, and let him think of heart affairs, for whatever may be wrongabout us, the worst place to have anything wrong is the heart. Out of it are the issues of life. We can endure the burdensof life, but "a wounded spirit, who can bear?" A plague in the body is not half so bad as a plague in the heart-a plague inthe soul-of all plagues the plague of the heart is the worst. It is not the plague of another man's heart which I have tothink of tonight, but the plague of my own heart, for the text speaks of knowing, "Every man the plague of his own heart."
It is a dreadful mischief that there should be a plague in the heart, for a plague is a dreadful thing. A plague means, first,something which brings pain and there is many a secret heartache in this world where we least suspect it. If you could takethe roofs off the houses of London, strange sights would be seen. But if once you could proceed to put a window into everyheart, some of those whose faces look the happiest would appear to us to be among the most miserable of men! The plague ofthe heart means pain, care, worry, grief and trouble of mind. But it means more than that, for the plague is a disease.
Now, a diseased heart is something terrible. Often we see it reported that a man died suddenly of disease of the heart, which,I suppose, frequently means that the doctors do not know what he died of-but certainly, anything that kills the heart is adisease in a most important organ. The hand may be cured, or we may even lose it and live-but when the heart is affected,the whole system gets out of gear and life, itself, verges dangerously upon the edge of death. As it is with the heart ofthe body, so is it with the soul's heart-its depravity, or, in other words, its moral disease-puts all the faculties out oforder and ruins our whole nature.
Nothing can be right with the immortal nature till the heart is cured of the plague which came upon it through the Fall. Theworst point about the plague of the heart is the fact that if it is not removed, it will ultimately bring death upon the soul.Plague in the heart is mortal and I would be much surprised if I have not in this great congregation some who have a presentpain, a present disease of the heart and who will-unless God, in His Grace, leads them to adopt the cure we shall set beforethem tonight-perish through this deadly plague! O that while I am speaking to you, the Holy Spirit may lead many a sin-sicksoul to breathe out some such desire as that expressed by John Newton when he wrote-
"Physician of my sin-sick soul, To You I bring my case.
My raging malady control, And heal me by Your Grace. Pity the anguish I endure, See how I mourn and pine! For never can Ihope a cure From any hand but Thine. Lord, I am sick, regard my cry, And set my spirit free! Say, can You let a sinner die,Who longs to live for Thee?"
To come to close quarters. Our first point will be forms of this plague. The next will be mode of treatment and the thirdwill be, help to be expected.
I. First, let us mention various FORMS OF THIS PLAGUE OF THE HEART. They are very many, perhaps almost as many as there arehearts, themselves. Some have this plague of the heart in the form of a terrible memory. With blood-red lines, remorse hasscored their memories in an ineffaceable manner. We need not go into particulars-a secret something known scarcely to anyonebut themselves hides away in the most tender part of their nature and eats away at their vitals. They sinned-sinned terribly-andthe sin haunts them.
They could be happy if they could forget, but that one sin is always before them as though a blood spot were painted on theirvery eyeballs. They are reminded of it by the simplest events, for it seems as though God had put an accusing tongue intothe stones they tread upon and the walls which surround them. Even their beds refuse them repose. They wake in the darknessand sit in speechless horror. Or if they fall asleep, the visions of the night scare them. Few know of their fault and yetthey imagine that they are universally suspected. Nobody has cried shame upon them, but they cry shame upon themselves.
It may not be only one sin, but perhaps all their sins in one pack bark at them and pursue them like bloodhounds eager todevour. They can hear the voice of their sins above all notes of music or shouts of laughter. When they would be quiet andat rest, they cannot be, for they are tossed to and fro like an ocean in a storm. They have the plague of remembered sin uponthem and see no remedy for it. Tonight it is my gladsome message that there is a cure for this form of heart-plague-an effectualcure! Transgression can be blotted out! Even the greatest trespass can be altogether forgiven! Sin can be put away so thatit shall not be mentioned against you any more nor ever! Blessed be God for this! If this is the plague of your heart, haveconfidence and embrace the cure tonight!
With others it takes another shape. Their heart-plague has assumed the form of dissatisfaction and unrest. They cannot bequiet. They are like the troubled sea which cannot rest. They were a little pleased at one time when they had a new schemeon hand to divert their thoughts and amuse their minds. The scheme has prospered, but that prosperity has brought them nocontentment-they must now be at something else-and while the new plan is in full swing, they will, a little, forget. But whenthat, also, is accomplished, they will sit down and cry, "What next? I am sick of all things and most of all of myself! Lifeis worry and disappointment. I cannot be quiet. I crave a something, I know not what." There are hundreds and thousands ofmen who have all that heart can wish and yet are miserable. On the other hand, I could point you to many hundreds who havebut little in this world and yet are almost as happy as the angels! They are in full contentment rejoicing in their God.
The plague in the heart rages fiercely in those who lack nothing except the power to enjoy what they have. They have succeededin their learning and gained their degree, but increased learning has only enlarged the sphere of their disquietude. Theyhave succeeded in business and have retired, but retirement is a weariness to them. They have prospered in everything andthis has become their adversity! Like the man of old, they cry, "Vanity of vanities! All is vanity." They mourn over all earthlygood, saying, "There is nothing in it. It is an empty thing. Woe is me! Where is rest for my soul?"
Again, it is my glad errand, tonight, to tell you where perfect rest and sweet contentment can be found-where your soul shalldwell at ease and possess the earth and inherit worlds to come-and your peace shall be like a river and your righteousnesslike the waves of the sea! May the Lord God, the Holy Spirit, help you to avail yourselves of the blessed peace stored upin the one great Sacrifice which every unresting heart may have if it will only come to Him!
This plague takes another shape and I mention several that I may come home to many hearts and depict many experiences. Inmany it is a wretched tendency to some one sin which, nevertheless, the man in his better moments does not wish to commit.Some are horribly plagued by their passions. They stand out against them, occasionally, and come to a pause and resolve, "Itshall not be. In the name of everything that is good, it shall not be!" They hate and despise themselves for it and yet theyyield to overwhelming lust and are hurried forward by their passions like sear leaves in the tempest, or spray dashed aloftby a storm.
Many individuals are plagued with the temptation to strong drink. They vow that they will abstain, but the serpent stings-theythirst for the firewater and will have it though it degrades their manhood below the level of the swine! With others, wantonnessand chambering have gained the mastery and the plague is foul, indeed. With another class it is ungovernable anger, quicknessof wrath, or that slow-burning, smoldering fire called malice which is nearest akin to the fire of Hell. Better burn witha life-long fever than be the prey of these fierce heats. Some know the evil which wraps about them like a python. They wishto resist it and yet they are so fascinated by the sin that they cannot tear away the serpent folds!
Many are as though they were taken in a net, or garmented about with lusts till they are comparable to Hercules of old whenhe put on the tunic which burned into his flesh and clung to his body-and when he labored to tear it off as best he could-hetore away his flesh with it. Many are enshrouded in a horrible robe of habit which has become a part of their being, the veryskin of their souls. They cannot get rid of that awful tunic of fire-a tendency to sin. To them, also, I have the joy to proclaim,in the name of God, the All-Merciful, that from this they can be redeemed! They can be delivered from the bondage of corruptionand brought into the glorious liberty of the children of God!
In others, this plague of the heart is a wretched indecision-a perpetual vacillation. They are resolved at times, but theirresolve ends in nothing. Oh, there are numbers of men who know it themselves-that they can never succeed in life because theyare "everything by turns and nothing long." Especially in matters of religion they wax and wane like the moon. Today theyrepent. Tomorrow they return to their sin. Today they are in earnest. Tomorrow they are careless. Today they are almost persuadedto be Christians. Tomorrow they are quite persuaded to find pleasure in sin. False as the waves and fickle as the winds, theyare never long enough in one place to take root anywhere. Unstable as water, they shall not excel.
Who can heal them of this moral palsy? Can nothing convince them to choose the right direction? Yes, there is One who canconvince them! There is One who can throw the weight of His sweet love into the quivering balance and make it turn in theright direction! O hesitating mortal, if you have Grace to look, tonight, towards the one Sacrifice, the Holy Spirit willroot you and ground you in love-Jesus will make a steadfast man of you and you shall yet say, "O God, my heart is fixed! Myheart is fixed! I will sing and give You praise!"
I have known this plague of the heart in some to take the form of a mournful hardness, so that they cry, "I would, but cannot,repent! I would feel, but I cannot feel! I seem to be given up, seared as with a hot iron and insensible!" This is a fearfulplague-perhaps worse than all I have previously mentioned because more fatal! Is there, then, no hope? Yes! There is One whocan make the dead to live, who can take away the heart of stone and give a heart of flesh and it is His name we preach tonight,the name of Jesus who shall save His people from their sins! There are others whom I meet pretty constantly who have a faintnessof heart, a despondency of spirit which is their plague. They cannot believe that there is mercy for them.
They cannot hope that they could live a new life. At times they feel a desire to turn unto the Lord, but they think it isimpossible-and that grim impossibility drives them back from Christ-and forward to yet grosser sin. Many a man has said, "Becausethere is no hope, therefore will I sin to the very length of my tether. I cannot be saved and so I may as well have the pleasuresof sin to the fullest." I pray, dear Hearer, do not let despair thus saddle you and ride you, for there is no cause for it!There is salvation where Jesus goes and He is here tonight! No man need say he is denied a hope since Christ came into theword to seek and to save that which is lost! Oh, my Hearer, hope as long as you live! To the very confines of death's dominionsand to the borders of Hell-shade, let these words of mercy fly, "There is hope! There IS hope!" For the most hopeless thereis still hope. "Let the wicked forsakes his way and the unrighteous man his thoughts: and let him return unto the Lord, andHe will have mercy upon him; and to our God, for He will abundantly pardon."
One other form of heart-plague is a constant dread of the future. Multitudes of persons are always under apprehension andespecially under apprehension of death. You must not mention death in some places-the very word is horrible. Some would like,I dare say, that the etiquette of the age should respect their coward fears and be as daintily absurd as that of the Frenchmonarch who would not allow death to be mentioned in his presence. When his secretary read the words, "the death of the kingof Spain," he sharply asked, "What is that? What is that?" in anger, that such a thing should be mentioned in his sacred presence!The secretary was obliged to say that it was a circumstance which occasionally happened to kings in Spain.
Scores of people would like us to be just as delicate as that upon the subject of their end. But, O Sirs, you must die! Theyoungest among us who is in best health will die-may die soon-but where the snows of winter lie upon your heads and wherethe tenement already begins to crumble through old age, death must come. Are you not prepared, my Friend? Are you not prepared?Then I do not wonder that you tremble at the very thought of being summoned before your Maker. But be not as the ostrich whichhides its silly head from the hunter and then dreams of being secure! Learn to look death in the face, for it will soon stareyou out of countenance.
Do you call yourself a Christian and are you afraid to die? Oh, if God had made you such a man as you ought to be, you wouldnot dread to die, for death is a mere undressing to the true Believer-an undressing which leads to his being arrayed in Glory!Death to the saint is the gate of endless joy and shall he dread to enter there? To such as are in Christ who have lookedto the one Temple, to the one Sacrifice, to the one Priest, to the one Altar, the fear of death is gone! Within them God hasworked such a work and for them Christ has prepared such a Heaven that without apprehension they may look through the gatesof pearl and often clap their hands for very joy as they sing-
"See that Glory how resplendent! Brighter far than fancy paints! There in majesty transcendent, Jesus reigns, the King ofsaints! Spread my wings, my soul, and fly Straight to yonder world of joy!"
So elevated is the joyous experience of the true Believer that death to him would be unmingled gain! He knows it to be soand, therefore, at times he is even in haste to be gone! Have I, in any of these descriptions, picked you out, tonight, mydear Friend? Have you a heart-plague like any of these? Or is it some other form of the great spiritual pestilence? I cannottarry to describe it, for now I want to speak upon the mode of treatment. May the Holy Spirit help you to feel the plagueand accept the remedy upon the spot!
II. You desire to get rid of this heart-plague-effectually rid of it-let us consider, then, the MODE OF TREATMENT which willwork a cure. I hope you are not so foolish as to say, "I shall not think about the matter, for it would only plague me more."That is a very bad habit and only such as a frivolous or a wicked person would follow. A man is in a trade and he says tohis clerk, "Don't bring me the books. I do not want to know anything about my accounts. Don't let me see my book or ledger.I had rather not be troubled with them." The confidential clerk replies, "Sir, I think you ought to see your account at thebank." "No," answers the silly one, "I should not like to be perplexed with figures, balances, losses and deficits. I shouldnot enjoy my dinner if I attended to these matters-let us drive dull care away and enjoy life while we may. Don't worry me.Keep those wretched books away."
I do not think it needs a prophet to foretell that this tradesman will soon be in his creditors' hands with very small assets.By such avoidance of knowing his position, he will be ruined as sure as doomsday. And whenever a man dares not look into thestate of his soul and dreads a half-an-hour alone, he may conclude that there is something rotten in the state of Denmark-somethingfar, far gone with regard to his soul's estate. He need not question that, I think. But let us not be so unwise, for the firstmode of treatment we prescribe tonight, in order to the remedy, is that every man should know the plague of his own heart,that is to say, he should endeavor to get a true and accurate knowledge of his spiritual condition as in the sight of God.
What is this sin that troubles you? Honestly look at it. What is this fear that haunts you? Do you know what it is? I wouldadvise you to write it down and see it in black and white. What is this tendency to sin that enslaves you? What is this wretchedindecision? Get a diagnosis of the disease and be sure it is a correct one. Look your own case through and through. It verymuch helps towards salvation when a man knows something of his need of it-and he will be very much
helped to a sense of his need if he will impartially examine his own state. If I might ask such a thing-I fear it would notbe granted, but I am sure good would come of it if I could get it-I ask that every person, tonight, on his going home, wouldsit down in his chamber, look into the state of his heart before God and then write on a piece of paper one of two words-"saved,"or, "lost."
My Friend, do not write that word, "saved," unless you can honestly and sincerely say, "I have looked to the Savior and Hehas saved me." But suppose you are forced, in honesty to your conscience, to write down the word, "lost," as your true description?It will be both wise and useful to do so. I have known this to be done in cases in which, before the morning light, that pieceof paper has been burned and another word has been written in its place-even the bright consoling word, "SAVED!" Only foolishpeople object to enquiry as to their state-do not be one of them. Write down the condition of your soul! Take stock and makesure. Write down, "impenitent," if you are so! Put it before you in black and white. Write, "unbelieving," if you are so.It cannot hurt you to know the truth-and it may be of lasting benefit to you. We prescribe that to begin with.
Then, next, as Solomon bade those who knew the plague of their own heart turn their eyes to the great sacrifice at the Temple,the next thing to do is to turn your eyes to God. You cannot help yourself and nobody on earth can help you. Your case, apartfrom Divine Grace, is desperate! This heart-plague will not die out of its own accord, nor will any change of your outwardcondition eradicate it. Turn, then, to the great Physician and cry to Him thus, "Lord God, You did make me! You can mend me!You did make me! You can make me over again! I am lost! Creator, Redeemer, Sanctifier, You can save me!" Look heavenward andChristward. Look to the bleeding Lamb, to the risen Redeemer!
To look within will breed despair, but to look to Christ on the Cross, no, to Christ now at the right hand of God, will begetlively hope! Jesus is "able to save to the uttermost them that come unto God by Him, seeing He ever lives to make intercessionfor them"-to look to Him is the main part of the cure! Bring God into the business! Bring Christ into your trouble for herelies your cure! Look that way, I pray you. Look and live!
And when you have looked that way, the next thing to do is to spread the trouble before God. Some do not know how to pray.When you cannot pray, say, "O Lord, teach me to pray." But you say you do not feel-then I would urge you to confess, "Lord,I do not feel. My heart is hard. Lord, cause me to feel." Oh, but you say you are so disquieted and so restless. Go and tellHim, "Lord, I am so disquieted. I cannot rest. Help me. Help me!" Tell it all to Jesus without reserve. I am persuaded thatif you will confess the plague to God, you will soon find help from that act of confession. The Lord Jesus will speedily relieveyour conscience in a very special and effectual manner. Tell it to no man-tell it to God alone. Judas confessed to the priestsand you know what he did next. Confess to God and you shall not go forth to hang yourself, but you will go forth to find thatHe is able to help you, for, "if we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to save us fromall unrighteousness."
Pour out your heart before Him and it will ease you mightily. After confession is made, with your eyes to the Sacrifice, praywith your eyes still upon the Lord Jesus. Pleading the blood of Jesus, be importunate for pardon. No man has truly soughtGod in prayer, looking to Jesus Christ, and been refused-and there never shall be such a man! I remember how I was struckwith what my mother said to me when she was pleading with me to lay hold on Christ and I was despairing. She said, "Therewas never yet a man so wicked as to say that he had sincerely sought the Lord and asked mercy at His hands through Christand yet had been denied."
I thought that I had done so and I felt sure that the Lord had refused me-and I half resolved in my mind that I would sayas much! But I have never said it-I sought Him again and found Him, to the joy of my spirit! So shall it be with you, poor,weary Seeker. You shall find Him soon if you seek Him with your whole heart! Eternity shall not reveal a single instance inwhich Christ Jesus cast away a sinner that came to Him! All Hell shall be searched through and they shall ask them, "Is thereone here that can say that Christ rejected him when he came to Him?" And, though glad enough to blaspheme, there shall notbe found among the damned a single tongue that shall dare to utter such a baseless slander against the Friend of sinners!
My Hearers, if you repentantly believe and yet are rejected, you will be the first! Come, then! Yes, come tonight and confessthe plague of your heart, with your eyes to Christ, and then plead with God, "Lord, save me!" I would put words into yourmouth if I could, to say, "Lord, save me! I am lost! Save me! There is a disease in my heart, heal it! I confess my greatsin, Lord, blot it out! I acknowledge my present depravity and tendency to sin, Lord, tear up my sin by the roots!
You know my disquietude and my hardness of heart, Lord, give me peace! There is something in me, I scarcely know what it is,that I must get rid of-Lord, rid me of it, for Jesus' sake! Oh, for Your Son's sake! For His blood's sake! For His death'ssake! For His Resurrection's sake, I beseech You, hear me!"
Earnest, childlike pleading shall certainly have its answer. Only believe that the Lord can do this and He will do it. Faithis the starting point of salvation-yes, it brings you to salvation, itself. Jesus Christ said, "Believe you that I am ableto do this?" And the poor man answered, "Lord, I believe." Follow his example! My Lord Jesus Christ is God as well as Man.He is the Son of the Highest and He came into this world and took the form of man. And in that form He suffered, the Justfor the unjust, to bring us to God! Why, then, should we doubt Him? The merit of His precious blood is exceedingly great beyondcompare and He would have us believe in its eternal efficacy-why shouldn't we?
Do you say you cannot believe? Read over the story of the four Evangelists and then sit still, awhile, and think it all over.He who suffered so is God! The Incarnate God died this shameful death to save the guilty! Surely as you look, you will believe!The Holy Spirit will create faith in you by His own Inspired Testimony. You will say, "I know not how it is, but faith comesstealing over me. I believe the dying Savior's love and I cast my soul upon Him." That is the way of salvation-just to restin Christ! As the pitcher hangs on the nail, so must we hang on Christ. As the baby lies in its mother's arms without fear,so must we lie in the arms of Jesus. We must be nothing and Christ everything! When we do this, by God's Grace, we shall getrest-rest from all the plague of the heart.
III. I close, lest I weary you, by mentioning, in the third place, HELPS WHICH WE MAY EXPECT TO RECEIVE if we follow the treatmentwhich I have tried to describe. The first help we shall get according to our text is, "Then hear in Heaven, Your dwellingplace, and forgive." In answer to your confession and your prayer and your looking to the great Altar and Sacrifice, thereshall come a free pardon from the court of Heaven! What a splendid word that is, "forgive," when you know God's sense of it.It is to cast into the depths of the sea all memory of sin! It is to blot it out as a paid debt; to drive it away as a cloud;to cover it so that it is out of sight forever; to cast it behind His back, yes, even to cause it to cease to be as thoughit had never been!
I know one who differed from his friend and spoke, under a misunderstanding, more sharply than the case required. His friendwas quite able to fight his own battles and say sharp things, too. The case was cleared up and misapprehension removed-andhe who had been first offended said in all heartiness, "Let us take the sponge and clean the slate and begin anew, as if thepast had never been." The other was a good man and true, but he paused so much in his reply that the first Brother does notfeel that he had healed the wound and felt tempted to say, "Say straight out that you do not mean to forgive and then I shallknow where you are."
A limping reconciliation is half a feud. But when God forgives, He means it, and the offense is gone forever! He cleans offthe record. It is all gone, every trace of it. I think I see that slate with your sins written on it, tonight-a long and heavyscore-but if you go to the Lord as I have described, He will wipe it all off. As far as the east is from the west He willremove your transgressions from you! Do you remember the story of Martin Luther when Satan came to him, as he thought, witha long black roll of his sins which truly might make a swaddling-band for the round world? To the archenemy Luther said, "Yes,I must admit to them all. Have you any more?" So the foul fiend went his way and brought another longer roll, and Martin Luthersaid "Yes, yes, I must admit to them all. Have you any more?"
The accuser of the Brethren, being expert at the business, soon supplied him with a further length of charges till there seemedto be no end to it. Martin waited till no more were forthcoming and then he cried, "Have you any more?" "Were not these enough?""Yes, that they are. But," said Martin Luther, "write at the bottom of the whole account, 'The blood of Jesus Christ cleansesus from all sin!'" Brothers and Sisters, this was a receipt in full, stamped in such a manner that even Satan could not questionthe correctness of it! However many or however few-all our sins are gone when the atoning blood comes in!
I have an ugly thing in my study. It is a piece of iron with a sharp point to it at the top and the bottom is formed of arounded piece of wood. It is not an ornamental object, especially as it holds impaled upon it a fine selection of bills whichare inclined to go yellow and dusty. Bills are horrible things, but though I have a lot of them, they never horrify me inthe least, for though they are very many and some of them are for large amounts, yet there is not one of them but what hasHer Majesty's head in the corner with the name of the creditor to whom I have paid it. I have no fear of these records eitherday or night! In fact, it is a comfort to keep them, now that they are discharged! When I look at the old bills, I
think of my old sins, pierced through by my Lord and kept in my penitent memory as a witness to the value of His blood whichhas set me free from sin's tremendous debt!
Here is the receipt for them all-"The blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanses us from all sin." Some of you, I dare say, canlook, tonight, at many of your transgressions. Are the bills all receipted? Are your sins all blotted out? Then you can blessthe name of the Lord that the plague of your heart is gone! You are not afraid to live or afraid to die, for perfect pardon,irreversible pardon-pardon which makes a sweep of all transgression and sinks it as in a bottomless sea, from which it nevercan be washed up forever-pardon, perfect pardon is yours in Christ Jesus! How sweetly this now rings out! Is there any musicof silver bell that can equal it? Pardon! Pardon!-
"Earth has a joy unknown in Heaven! The new-born peace of sins forgiven! Tears of such pure and deep delight, You angels!Never dimmed your sight."
The freeness, fullness, perpetuity and completeness of pardon is its greatest joy! Our Lord does nothing by halves, but plungesthe whole of our guilt into the sea of His own blood where it is drowned forever and, being justified by faith, from now onwe have peace with God through Jesus Christ our Lord. That is the first help we will mention and who shall say that it isnot a grand one?
Did you notice in my text two little words, which follows pardon-"and do"? Now, when the Lord forgives a man's sins, He thenbegins to do for him many wonderful things. For instance, that hardness of the heart He melts down; that uneasiness He quiets;that tendency to sin He destroys by imparting a new tendency-a tendency to holiness. The Lord can make the old sinner to becomea baby in Grace so that he shall be just as if he were born again-no, he shall be born again! An old man who had lived a viciouslife, sat down in his cottage a sad remnant of humanity, a worn-out waster of life-and when his little grandchild came withcurly locks and clambered up his knee, he patted his cheeks, and murmured to himself, "O God, if I could be a little childagain and begin anew!"
That wish of many shall be fulfilled to all who look to Jesus! "Except you be converted and become as little children, youshall in no wise enter into the kingdom of Heaven." "You must be born again." The mercy is that you may be born again! Newlife shall enter old hearts, or old hearts shall be made new and filled with eternal life which forever has the dew of itsyouth! Turning your eyes to the great Sacrifice, Altar, Temple, Priest, even Jesus Christ, and crying to Him the prayer offaith, His Spirit will come upon you and, working miracles upon you, will make you a new creature in Christ Jesus! Old thingsshall pass away and all things shall become new.
After that the Lord will continue to do great things for you. He will keep you to the end-He will lead you from strength tostrength and from joy to joy! He will make you useful and that is what you never dreamed you could be! The thorny waste shallbear fruit a hundred-fold! He will take you from among sinners and put you among saints. And putting you among the saints,He will make your very experience of sin to be instrumental for good. As none make better gamekeepers than old poachers whenthey are reclaimed, so none seem better able to bring others to Christ than those who know what sin and salvation mean byactual experience! Such persons talk of what they have felt in their own case and, when they are saved, they speak of a salvationwhich is manifest to everybody-for they are such changed men and changed women that no one can deny the power of Grace uponthem!
How eagerly do I hope that my Lord Jesus will quarter on the enemy tonight! O Lord, come in and capture some out of this crowd!Say to many who throng this building, "Tonight I must abide in your house." O my Brothers and Sisters, lives no longer anindifferent life! Begin to care for your soul's eternal interests! No longer oppose your Savior! Become one of His disciples!He has many such as you are and He does not despise them because they once rioted in sin! On the contrary, He binds them toHimself by the greatness of their former guilt! They love Him much because they have had much forgiven and they serve Himall the more earnestly because of what He has done for them. The Lord grant that the same may happen in your case, for JesusChrist's sake-and He shall have all the glory. Amen and Amen!