Sermon 14. The Victory of Faith
Delivered on Sabbath Morning, March 18, 1855, by the
REV. C.H. SPURGEON
At Exeter Hall, Strand.
"For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world; and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith."-1 John 5:4.
THE epistles of John are perfumed with love. The word is continually occurring. while the Spirit enters into every sentence.Each letter is thoroughly soaked and impregnated with this heavenly honey. If he speaks of God, his name must be love; arethe brethren mentioned, he loves them; and even of the world itself, he writes, "God so loved the world, that he gave hisonly begotten Son." From the opening to the conclusion, love is the manner, love the matter, love themotive, and love the aim. We stand, therefore, not a little astonished, to find such martial words in so peaceful a writing;for I hear a sound of war. It is not the voice of love, surely, that says," He that is born of God overcometh the world."Lo, here are strife and battle. The word "overcometh" seems to have in it something of the sword and warfare; of strife andcontention; of agony and wrestling; so unlike the love which is smooth and gentle, which hath no harsh words within its lips;whose mouth is lined with velvet; whose words are softer than butter; whose utterances are more easily flowing than oil.Here we have war-war to the knife; for I read "Whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world;" strife until death; battlethroughout life; fighting with a certainty of victory. How is it that the same gospel which always speaks of peace, here proclaimsa warfare? How can it be? Simply because there is something in the world which is antagonistic to love; there areprinciples abroad which cannot bear light, and, therefore, before light can come, it must chase the darkness. Ere summerreigns, you know, it has to do battle with old winter, and to send it howling away in the winds of March, and shedding itstears in April showers. So also, before any great or good thing can have the mastery of this world, it must do battle forit. Satan has seated him self on his blood-stained throne, and who shall get him down, except by main force, and fight andwar?Darkness broods o'er the nations; nor can the sun establish his empire of light until he has pierced night with the arrowysunbeams, and made it flee away. Hence we read in the Bible that Christ did not come to send peace on earth, but a sword;he came to set "the father against the son, and the son against the father; the mother against the daughter, and the daughteragainst the mother; the mother-in-law against her daughter-in-law, and the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law;" notintentionally, but as a means to an end; because there must always be a struggle ere truth and righteousness can reign.Alas! for that earth is the battle-field where good must combat with evil Angels look on and hold their breath, burning tomingle in the conflict, but the troops of the Captain of Salvation may be none but the soldiers of the cross; and that slenderband must fight alone, and yet shall triumph gloriously. Enough shall they be for conquest, and the motto of their standardisENOUGH. Enough by the arm of the helping Trinity.
As God shall help me, I shall speak to you of three things to be found in the text. First, the text speaks of a great victory: it says, "This is the victory." Secondly, it mentions a great birth: "Whatsoever is born of God." And, thirdly, it extols a great grace, whereby we overcome the world, "even our faith."
I. First, the text speaks of a GREAT VICTORY-the victory of victories-the greatest of all. We know there have been great battleswhere nations have met in strife, and one has overcome the other; but who has read of a victory that over came the world?Some will say that Alexander was its conqueror; but I answer, nay. He was himself the vanquished man, even when all thingswere in his possession. He fought for the world, and won it; and then mark how it mastered itsmaster, conquered its conquerer, and lashed the monarch who had been its scourge. See the royal youth weeping, and stretchingout his hands with idiotic cries, for another world which he might ravage. He seemed, in outward show, to have overcome oldearth; but, in reality, within his inmost soul, the earth had conquered him, had overwhelmed him, had wrapped him in the dreamof ambition, girdled him with the chains of covetousness, so that when he had all, he was still dissatisfied; and, like apoor slave, was dragged on at the chariot wheels of the world, crying, moaning, lamenting, because he could not win another.Who is the man that ever overcame the world? Let him stand forward: he is a Triton among the minnows; he shall outshine CÃ¦sar;he shall outmatch even our own lately departed Wellington, if he can say he has overcome the world. It is so rare a thing,a victory so prodigious, a conquest so tremendous, that he who can claim to have won it may walk among his fellows, likeSaul, with head and shoulders far above them. He shall command our respect; his very presence shall awe us into reverence;his speech shall persuade us to obedience; and, yielding honour to whom honour is due, we'll say when we listen to his voice,"'Tis even as if an angel shook his wings."
I shall now attempt to expand the idea I have suggested, showing you in what varied senses the Christian overcomes the world.A tough battle, sirs, I warrant you: not one which carpet knights might win: no easy skirmish that he might win, who dashedto battle on some sunshiny day, looked at the host, then turned his courser's rein, and daintily dismounted at the door ofhis silken tent-not one which he shall gain, who, hut a raw recruit to-day, puts on his regimentals,and foolishly imagines that one week of service will ensure a crown of glory. Nay, sirs, it is a life-long war-a fightneeding the power of all these muscles, and this strong heart; a contest which shall want all our strength, if we are to betriumphant; and if we do come off more than conquerors, it shall be said of us, as Hart said of Jesus Christ: "He had strengthenough and none to spare;" a battle at which the stoutest heart might quail; a fight at which the braves might shake, if hedidnot remember that the Lord is on his side, and therefore, whom shall he fear? He is the strength of his life; of whomshall he be afraid? This fight with the world is not one of main force, or physical might; if it were, we might soon win it;but it is all the more dangerous from the fact that it is a strife of mind, a contest of heart, a struggle of the spirit,a strife of the soul. When we overcome the world in one fashion, we have not half done our work; for the world is a Proteus,changingits shape continually; like the chameleon, it hath all the colours of the rainbow; and when you have worsted the worldin one shape, it will attack you in another. Until you die, you will always have fresh appearances of the world to wrestlewith. Let me just mention some of the forms in which the Christian overcomes the world.
I. He overcomes the world when it sets up itself as a legislator, wishing to teach him customs. You know the world has itsold massive law book of customs, and he who does not choose to go according to the fashion of the world, is under the banof society. Most of you do just as everybody else does, and that is enough for you. If you see so-and-so do a dishonest thingin business, it is sufficient for you that everybody does it. If ye see that the majority of mankind havecertain habits, ye succomb, ye yield. Ye think, I suppose, that to march to hell in crowds, will help to diminish thefierce heat of the burning of the bottomless pit, instead of remembering that the more faggots the fiercer will be the flame.Men usually swim with the stream like a dead fish; it is only the living fish that goes against it. It is only the Christianwho despises customs, who does not care for conventionalisms, who only asks himself the question, "Is it right or is it wrong?Ifit is right, I will be singular. If there is not another man in this world who will do it, I will do it; should a universalhiss go up to heaven, I will do it still; should the very stories of earth fly up, arid stone me to death, I will do it still;though they bind me to the stake, yet I must do it; I will be singularly right; if the multitude will not follow me, I willgo without them, I will be glad if they will all go and do right as well, but if not, I will despise their customs; I carenot what others do; I shall not be weighed by other men; to my own Master I stand or fall. Thus I conquer and overcomethe customs of the world." Fair world! she dresseth herself in ermine, she putteth on the robes of a judge, and she solemnlytelleth you, "Man, you are wrong. Look at your fellows; see how they do. Behold my laws. For hundreds of years have not mendone so? Who are you, to set yourself up against me?" And she pulls out her worm-eaten law-book, and turning over the mustypages,says, "See, here is an act passed in the reign of Nebuchadnezzar, and here is another law enacted in the days of Pharaoh.These must be right, because antiquity has enrolled them among her standard authorities. Do you mean to set yourself up andstand against the opinions of the multitude?" Yes, we do; we take the law-book of the world, and we burn it, as the Ephesiansdid their magic rolls; we take her deeds, and make them into waste paper; we rend her proclamation from the walls; we carenotwhat others do; custom to us is a cobweb; we count it folly to be singular; but when to be singular is to be right, wecount it the proudest wisdom; we overcome the world; we trample on her customs; we walk as a distinct people, a separate race,a chosen generation, a peculiar people. The Christian behaves in his dealings not as the laughing infidel insinuates, whenhe sneeringly describes Mawworm, as saying, "Boy, have you sanded the sugar?" "Yes, sir." "Have you put the sloe-leaves inthetea?" "Yes, sir." "Have you put red lead in the pepper?" "Yes, sir." "Then come to prayers." Christians do not do so; they say, "We know better; we cannot conform to the customs of the world. If we pray, we will alsoact, or else we are hypocrites, confounded hypocrites. If we go to the house of God, and profess to love him, we love himevery. where; we take our religion with us into the shop, behind the counter; into our offices; we must have it everywhere,or else God knows it is notreligion at all." Ye must stand up, then, against the customs of mankind. Albeit, this may be a three-million peopledcity, ye are to come out and be separate, if ye would overcome the world.
2. We rebel against the world's customs. And if we do so, what is the conduct of our enemy? She changes her aspect. "Thatman is a heretic; that man is a fanatic; he is a cant, he is a hypocrite," says the world directly. She grasps her sword,she putteth frowns upon her brow, she scowleth like a demon, she girdeth tempests round about her, and she saith, "The mandares defy my government; he will not do as others do. Now I will persecute him. Slander! come from the depthsof hell and hiss at him. Envy! sharpen up thy tooth and bite him." She fetches up all false things, arid she persecutesthe man. If she can, she does it with the hand; if not, by the tongue. She afflicts him wherever he is. She tries to ruinhim in business; or, if he standeth forth as the champion of the truth why then she laugheth, arid mocketh, and scorneth.She lets no stone be unturned whereby she may injure him. What is then the behaviour of the Lord's warrior, when he sees theworld takeup arms against him, and when he sees all earth, like an army, coming to chase him, and utterly destroy him? Does he yield?Does he yield? Does he bend? Does he cringe? Oh, no! Like Luther, he writes "Cedo nulli" on his banner-"I yield to none;" and he goes to war against the world, if the world goes to war against him.
"Let earth be all in arms abroad,
He dwells in perfect peace."
Ah! some of you, if you had a word spoken against you, would at once give up what religion you have; but the true-born childof God cares little for man's opinion. "Ah," says he, "let my bread fail me, let me be doomed to wander penniless the wideworld o'er; yea, let me die: each drop of blood within these veins belongs to Christ, and I am ready to shed it for his name'ssake." He counts all things but loss, that he may win Christ-that he may be found in him; and whenthe world's thunders roars, he smiles at the uproar, while lie hums his pleasant tune:-
"Jerusalem my happy home,
Name ever dear to me;
When shall my labours have an end,
In joy, and peace, and thee?"
When her sword comes out, he looketh at it. "Ah," saith he, "just as the lightning leapeth from its thunder lair, splitteththe clouds, and affrighteth the stars, but is powerless against the rock-covered mountaineer, who smiles at its grandeur,so now the world cannot hurt me, for in the time of trouble my Father hides me in his pavillion, in the secret of his tabernacledoth he hide me, and set me up upon a rock." Thus, again, we conquer the world, by not caring for itsfrowns.
3. "Well," saith the world, "I will try another style," and this believe me, is the most dangerous of all. A smiling worldis worse than a frowning one. She saith, "I cannot smite the man low with my repeated blows, I will take off my mailed glove,and showing him a fair white hand, I'll bid him kiss it. I will tell him I love him: I will flatter him, I will speak goodwords to him." John Bunyan well describes this Madam Bubble: she has a winning way with her; she drops asmile at the end of each of her sentences; she talks much of fair things, arid tries to win and woo. Oh, believe me, Christiansare not so much in danger when they are persecuted as when they are admired. When we stand upon the pinnacle of popularity,we may well tremble and fear. It is not when we are hissed at, and hooted, that we have any cause to be alarmed; it is whenwe are dandled on the lap of fortune, and nursed upon the knees of the people; it is when all men speak well of us, thatwoe is unto us. It is not in the cold wintry wind that I take off my coat of righteousness, and throw it away; it is whenthe sun comes, when the weather is warm, and the air balmy, that I unguardedly strip off my robes, and become naked. GoodGod! how many a man has been made naked by the love of this world! The world has flattered and applauded him; he has drunkthe flattery; it was an intoxicating draught; he has staggered, he has reeled, he has sinned, he has lost his reputation;and as acomet that erst flashed across the sky, doth wander far into space, arid is lost in darkness, so doth he; great as hewas, he falls; mighty as he was, he wanders, and is lost. But the true child of God is never so; he is as safe when the worldsmiles, as when it frowns; he cares as little for her praise as for her dispraise. If he is praised, and it is true, he says,""My deeds deserves praise, but I refer all honor to my God." Great souls know what they merit from their critic; to themit isnothing more than the giving of their daily income. Some men cannot live without a large amount of praise; and if theyhave no more than they deserve, let them have it. If they are children of God, they will be kept steady; they will not beruined or spoiled; but they will stand with feet like hinds' feet upon high places.-"This is the victory that overcometh theworld."
4. Sometimes, again, the world turns jailer to a Christian. God sends affliction and sorrow, until life is a prison-house,the world its jailer-and a wretched jailer too. Have you ever been in trials and troubles, my friends? and has the world nevercome to you and said, ""Poor prisoner, I have a key that will let you out. You are in pecuniary difficulties; I will tellyou how you may get free. Put that Mr. Conscience away. He asks you whether it is a dishonest act.Never mind about him; let him sleep; think about the honesty after you have got the money, and repent at your leisure."So saith the world; but you say, "I cannot do the thing." "Well," says the world, "then groan and grumble: a good man likeyou locked up in this prison!" "No," says the Christian, "my Father sent me into want, and in his own time he will fetch meout; but if I die here I will not use wrong means to escape. My Father put me here for my good, I will not grumble; if mybones mustlie here-if my coffin is to be under these stones-if my tomb-stone shall be in the wall of my dungeon-here will I die,rather than so much as lift a finger to get out by unfair means." "Ah," says the world, "then thou art a fool." The scornerlaughs and passes on, saying, "The man has no brain, he will not do a bold thing; he hath no courage; he will not launch uponthe sea; he wants to go in the old beaten track of morality." Ay, so he does; for thus he overcomes the world.
Oh! I might tell you of some battles that have been fought. There has been many a poor maiden, who has worked, worked, worked,until her fingers were worn to the bone, to earn a scanty living out of the things which we wear upon us, knowing not thatofttimes we wear the blood, and bones, and sinews of poor girls. That poor girl has been tempted a thousand times, the evilone has tried to seduce her, but she has fought a valiant battle; stern in her integrity, in the midstof poverty she still stands upright, "Clear as the sun, fair as the moon, and terrible as an army with banners," a heroineunconquered by the temptations and enticements of vice. In other cases: many a man has had the chance of being rich in anhour, affluent in a moment, if he would but clutch something which he dare not look at, because God within him said, "No."The world said, "Be rich, be rich;" but the Holy Spirit said, "No! be honest; serve thy God." Oh, the stern contest. and themanlycombat carried on within the heart! But he said, "No; could I have the stars transmuted into worlds of gold, I would notfor those globes of wealth belie my principles, and damage my soul :" thus he walks a conqueror. "This is the victory thatovercometh the world, even our faith."
II. But my text speaks of a GREAT BIRTH. A very kind friend has told me that while I was preaching in Exeter Hall I oughtto pay deference to the varied opinions of my hearers; that albeit I may be a Calvinist and a Baptist, I should recollectthat there are a variety of creeds here. Now, if I were to preach nothing but what would please the whole lot of you, whaton earth should I do? I preach what I believe to be true; and if the omission of a single truth that Ibelieve, would make me king of England throughout eternity, I would not leave it out. Those who do not like what I sayhave the option of leaving it. They come here, I suppose, to please themselves; and if the truth does not please them, theycan leave it. I will never be afraid that an honest British audience will turn away from the man who does not stick, and stutter,and stammer in speaking the truth. Well, now, about this great birth. I am going to say perhaps a harsh thing, but I hearditsaid by Mr. Jay first of all. Some say a new birth takes place in an infant baptism, but I remember that venerable patriarchsaying," Popery is a lie, Puseyism is a lie, baptismal regeneration is a lie." So it is. It is a lie so palpable that I can scarcely imagine the preachers of it have any brains in their heads at all.It is so absurd upon the very face of it, that a man who believes it put himself below the range of a common-sense man. Believethat every child by adrop of water is born again! Then that man that you see in the ring as a prize-fighter is born again, because those sanctifieddrops once fell upon his infant forehead! Another man swears-behold him drunk and reeling about the streets. He is born again!A pretty born again that is! I think he wants to be born again another time. Such a regeneration as that only fits him forthe devil; and by its deluding effect, may even make him sevenfold more the child of hell. But the men who curse, andswear, and rob and steal, and those poor wretches who are hanged, have all been born again, according to the fiction ofthis beautiful Puseyite church. Out upon it! out upon it! Ah, God sends something better than that into men's hearts, whenhe sends them a new birth.
However, the text speaks of a great birth. "Whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world." This new birth is the mysteriouspoint in all religion. If you preach anything else except the new birth you will always get on well with your hearers; butif you insist that in order to enter heaven there must be a radical change, though this is the doctrine of the Scripture,it is so unpalateable to mankind in general that you will scarcely get them to listen. Ah! now ye turnaway if I begin to tell you, that "except ye be born of water and of the Spirit, ye cannot enter the kingdom of heaven."If I tell you that there must be a regenerating influence exerted upon your minds by the power of the Holy Ghost then I knowye will say "it is enthusiasm." Ah! but it is the enthusiasm of the Bible. There I stand; by this I will be judged. If the Bible doesnot say we must be born again, then I give it up; but if it does then, sirs, do not distrust that truth on whichyour salvation hangs.
What is it to be born again, then? Very briefly, to be born again is to undergo a change so mysterious, that human words cannot speak of it. As we cannot describe our first birth, so it is impossible for us to describe the second."The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh or whither itgoeth; so is every one that is born of the Spirit." But while it is so mysterious, it is a change which is knownand felt. People are not born again when they are in bed and asleep, so that they do not know it. They feel it; they experience it.Galvanism, or the power of electricity, may be mysterious; but they produce a feeling-a sensation. So does the new birth.At the time of the new birth the soul is in great agony-often drowned in seas of tears. Sometimes it drinks bitters, now andthen mingled with sweet drops of hope. Whilst we are passing from death unto life, there is an experience whichnone but the child of God can really understand. It is a mysterious change; but, at the same time, it is a positive one.It is as much a change as if this heart were taken out of me, and the black drops of blood wrung from it, then washed andcleansed and put into my soul again. It is "a new heart and a right spirit:" a mysterious but yet an actual and real change!
Let me tell you, moreover, that this change is a supernatural one. It is not one that a man performs upon himself. It is notleaving off drinking and becoming sober; it is not turning from a Roman Catholic to a Protestant; it is not veering roundfrom a Dissenter to a Churchman, or a Churchman to a Dissenter. It is a vast deal more than that. It is a new principle infusedwhich works in the heart, enters the very soul, and moves the entire man. Not a change of my name, buta renewal of my nature, so that I am not the man I used to be, but a new man in Christ Jesus. It is a supernatural change-somethingwhich man cannot do, and which only God can effect; which the Bible itself cannot accomplish without the attendant Spiritof God; which no minister's eloquence can bring about-something so mighty and wondrous, that it must be confessed to be thework of God, and God alone. Here is the place to observe that this new birth is an enduring change. Arminians tell usthat people are born again, then fall into sin, pick themselves up again, and become Christians again-fall into sin, losethe grace of God, then come back again-fall into sin a hundred times in their lives, and so keep on losing grace and recoveringit. Well, I suppose it is a new version of the Scripture where you read of that. But I read in my Bible that if true Christianscould fall away, it would be impossible to renew them again unto repentance. I read, moreover, that wherever God hasbegun a good work he will carry it on even to the end; and that whom he once loves, he loves to the end. If I have simplybeen reformed, I may be a drunkard yet, or you may see me acting on the stage. But if I am really born again, with that realsupernatural change, I shall never fall away, I may fall into a sin, but I shall not fall finally; I shall stand while lifeshall last, constantly secure; and when I die it shall be said-
"Servant of God, well done!
Rest from thy blest employ;
The battle's fought, the victory's won;
Enter thy rest of joy."
Do not deceive yourselves, my beloved. If you imagine that you have been regenerated, and having gone away from God, willbe once more born again, you do not know anything about the matter; for "he that is born of God sinneth not." That is, hedoes not sin so much as to fall away from grace; "for he keepeth himself, that the evil one toucheth him not." Happy is theman who is really and actually regenerate, and passed from death unto life!
III. To conclude. There IS A GREAT GRACE. Persons who are born again really do overcome the world. How is this brought about?The text says, "This is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith." Christians do not triumph over the world by reason. Not at all. Reason is a very good thing, and nobody should find faultwith it. Reason is a candle: but faith is a sun. Well, I prefer the sun, though I do not put out the candle. I use my reasonas a Christianman; I exercise it constantly: but when I come to real warfare, reason is a wooden sword; it breaks, it snaps; while faith,that sword of true Jerusalem metal, cuts to the dividing of soul and body. My text says, "This is the victory which overcomeththe world, even our faith." Who are the men that do anything in the world? Are they not always men of faith? Take it evenas natural faith. Who wins the battle? Why, the man who knows he will win it, and vows that he will be victor. Who never getson in the world? The man who is always afraid to do a thing, for fear he cannot accomplish it. Who climbs the top of theAlps? The man who says, "I will do it, or I will die." Let such a man make up his mind that he can do a thing. and he willdo it, if it is within the range of possibility. Who have been the men who have lifted the standard, and grasping it withfirm hand, have upheld it in the midst of stormy strife and battle? Why, men of faith. Who have done great things? Not menof fearand trembling, men who are afraid; but men of faith, who had bold fronts, and foreheads made of brass-men who never shook,and never trembled, but believing in God, lifted their eyes to the hills, whence cometh their strength.
"Never was a marvel done upon the earth, but it had sprung of faith; nothing noble, generous, or great, but faith was theroot of the achievement; nothing comely, nothing famous, but its praise is faith. Leonidas fought in human faith as Joshuain divine. Xenophon trusted to his skill, and the sons of Matthias to their cause." Faith is mightiest of the mighty. It isthe monarch of the realms of the mind; there is no being superior to its strength, no creature which willnot bow to its divine prowess. The want of faith makes a man despicable, it shrivels him up so small that he might live in a nutshell. Give him faith, and he is a leviathan that can dive into the depths of thesea; he is a war horse, that cries, aha! aha! in the battle; he is a giant who takes nations and crumbles them in his hand,who encounters hosts, and at a sword they vanish; he binds up sheaves of sceptres, and gathers up all the crowns at his own.There is nothing like faith,sirs. Faith makes you almost as omnipotent as God, by the borrowed might of its divinity. Give us faith and we can doall things.
I want to tell you how it is that faith helps Christians to overcome the world. It always does it homoeopathically. You say,"That is a singular idea." So it may be. The principle is that, "like cures like." So does faith overcome the world by curinglike with like. How does faith trample upon the fear of the world? By the fear of God. "Now," says the world, "if you do not do this I will take away your life. If you do notbow down before my false god, you shall beput in yon burning fiery furnace." "But," says the man of faith, "I fear him who can destroy both body and soul in hell.True, I may dread you, but I have a greater fear than that, I fear lest I should displease God; I tremble lest I should offendmy Sovereign." So the one fear counterbalances the other. How does faith overthrow the world's hopes? "There," says the world, "I will give thee this, I will give thee that, if thou wilt be my disciple. There is a hope foryou; you shall berich, you shall be great." But, faith says, "I have a hope laid up in heaven; a hope which fadeth not away, eternal, incorrupt,amaranthine hope, a golden hope, a crown of life;" and the hope of glory overcomes all the hopes of the world, "Ah!" saysthe world, "Why not follow the example of your fellows ?" "Because," says faith, "I will follow the example of Christ." If the world puts one example before us,faith puts another. "Oh, follow the example of such an one; he is wise, andgreat, and good," says the world. Says faith, "I will follow Christ; he is the wisest, the greatest, and the best." Itovercomes example by example, "Well," says the world, "since thou wilt not be conquered by all this, come, I will love thee; thou shalt be my friend." Faith says, "He that is the friend of this world, cannot be the friend of God. God lovesme." So he puts love against love; fear against fear; hope against hope; dread against dread; and so faith overcomes the worldbylike curing like.
In closing my discourse, men and brethren, I am but a child; I have spoken to you as I could this morning. Another time, perhapsI might be able to launch more thunders, and to proclaim better the word of God; but this I am sure of-I tell you all I know,and speak right on. I am no orator; but just tell you what springs up from my heart. But before I have done, O that I mayhave a word with your souls. How many are there here who are born again? Some turn a deaf ear, andsay, "It is all nonsense; we go to our place of worship regularly; put our hymn books and Bibles under our arm! and weare very religious sort of people." Ah, soul! if I meet you at the bar of judgment, recollect I said-and said God's word-"Except ye be born again ye shall not enter the kingdom of heaven." Others of you say, "We cannot believe that being born again is such a change asyou speak of, I am a great deal better than I used to be; I do not swear now, and I am very muchreformed." Sirs, I tell you it is no little change. It is not mending the pitcher, but it is breaking it up and havinga new one; it is not patching the heart, it is having a new heart and a right spirit. There is nothing but death unto sin,and life unto righteousness, that will save your souls.
I am preaching no new doctrine. Turn to the articles of the Church of England, and read it there. Church people come to mesometimes to unite with our church; I show them our doctrines in their prayer book, and they have said they never knew theywere there. My dear hearers, why cannot you read your own articles of faith? Why, positively, you do not know what is in yourown prayer book, Men, now-a-days, do not read their Bibles, and they have for the most part no religion.They have a religion, which is all outside show, but they do not think of searching to see what its meaning really is.Sirs, it is not the cloak of religion that will do for you; it is a vital godliness you need; it is not a religious Sunday,it is a religious Monday; it is not a pious church, it is a pious closet; it is not a sacred place to kneel in, it is a holyplace to stand in all day long. There must be a change of heart, real, radical, vital, entire. And now, what say you? Hasyourfaith overcome the world? Can you live above it? or do you love the world and the things thereof? If so, sirs, ye mustgo on your way and perish, each one of you, unless ye turn from that, and give your hearts to Christ. Oh! what say you, isJesus worthy of your love? Are the things of eternity and heaven worth the things of time? Is it so sweet to be a worldling,that for that you can lie down in torment? Is it so good to be a sinner, that for this you can risk your soul's eternal welfare?O,my friends, is it worth your while to run the risk of an eternity of woe for a hour of pleasure? Is a dance worth dancingin hell with howling fiends for ever? Is one dream, with a horrid waking, worth enjoying, when there are the glories of heavenfor those who follow God? Oh! if my lips would let me speak to you, my heart would run over at my eyes, and I would weep myselfaway, until ye had pity on your own poor souls. I know I am, in a measure, accountable for your souls, If the watchmenwarn them not, they shall perish, but their blood shall be required at the watchman's hands, "Turn ye, turn ye, why willye die, O house of Israel?" thus saith the Lord. Besotted, filled with your evil wills, inclined to evil; still the Holy Ghostspeaks by me this morning, "If ye turn unto the Lord, with full purpose of heart, he will have mercy upon you, and to ourGod, he will abundantly pardon." I cannot bring you; I cannot fetch you. My words are powerless, my thoughts are weak! OldAdamis too strong for this young child to draw or drag; but God speak to you, dear hearts; God send the truth home, and thenwe shall rejoice together, both he that soweth and he that reapeth, because God has given us the increase. God bless you!may you all be born again, and have that faith that overcometh the world!
"Have I that faith which looks to Christ,
O'ercomes the world and sin-
Receives him Prophet, Priest, and King,
And makes the conscience clean?
"If I this precious grace possess,
All praise is due to thee;
If not, I seek it from thy hands;
Now grant it, Lord, to me."