Sermon 98. Making Light of Christ

No. 98

Delivered on Sabbath Evening, August 17, 1856, by the


At Exeter Hall, Strand.

"But they made light of it, and went their ways, one to his farm, another to his merchandise."-Matthew 22:5.

MAN is not much changed since the days of Adam. In his bodily frame he appears to be exactly similar, for skeletons many hundredyears' old are the exact counterparts of ours; and sure enough that which was recorded in history as having been done by mancenturies ago, might be written again, for "there is nothing new under the sun." The same class of men is still to be discovered(although, perhaps, differently dressed) as that which existed ages long gone by. There arestill men who answer the character given to others, in his day, by the Saviour, "They go their way, one to his farm, anotherto his merchandise,: making light of the glorious things of the gospel. I am certain I have many such characters here to-night,and I pray the Lord that I may be enabled to discourse to them very solemnly and very pointedly. And I must ask all you whounderstand the heavenly art of prayer, to pray that God would be pleased to send home every thought into the breast wherehe intends it to lodge, that it may bring forth the comfortable fruit of righteousness in the salvation of many souls."They made light of it;" so do too many in this day; and so will a large portion of my hearers to-night. I believe that tothink lightly of Christ is a sin; and at all risks of being falsely called legalist, or free-willer, by those who are wiseabove what is written, I shall charge it upon you as such, for I hope I shall never belong to that class of Calvinists whodo thedevil's work by excusing sinners in their sins.

In the first place, we shall have a few words with you, concerning what it is that the sinner makes light of; secondly, how it is that he makes light of it; and thirdly, why it is that he makes light of it. Then a general observation or two, and we shall not weary you.

In the first place, WHAT IS IT THAT THE SINNER MAKES LIGHT OF? According to the parable, the person alluded to made lightof a marriage banquet which a king had provided, with all kinds of dainties, to which they were freely invited, and from whichthey willfully absented themselves. The spiritual meaning of this is easy to discover. Sinners who make light of Christ expresstheir contempt of a glorious banquet which God has provided at the marriage of His Son. This issolemn ground to tread upon. Oh! for the teachings of the Holy Spirit.

Taking this parable as the basis of our remarks, we may observe, first, that the sinner makes light of the messenger who brings him the news that the marriage supper is prepared. These men refused to come; they went-"One to his farm, another to his merchandise," and so made light of the messenger;and every sinner who neglects the great salvation of Jesus Christ, makes light of the gospel minister, which is no littleinsult in God's esteem. It is never reckoned asmall offence by our great nation, if our ambassador is treated with indifference; and take it for a truth, it is no lightthing with God if you despise the ambassadors he sends to you. But this is comparatively little; the ambassadors are men likeyourselves, who can well afford to be contemned, if that were all. In fact, we should be glad enough to forgive you if itwere in our power to do so, and if this were all your guilt.

But these people despised the feast. Some of them fancies that the fatlings, and other provisions that would be upon the table, would be no better than whatthey had at home. They thought that the royal banquet would be no very great thing for which to give up their merchandisefor a day, or to renounce their farming even for an hour. Oh! sinner, when thou neglectest the great salvation, remember whatthou dost despise; when thou makest light of God's gospel, thoumakest light of justification by faith; thou makest light of washing in the blood of Jesus; thou makest light of the HolySpirit; thou makest light of the road to heaven; and then thou makest light of faith, and hope, and love; thou makest lightof all the promises of the eternal covenant, of all the glorious things that God has laid up for them that love him, and ofeverything which he hath revealed in his Word as being the promised gift to those who come unto him. It is a solemn thingto makelight of the gospel, for in that Word, God's-spell-good tidings, is summed up all that human nature can require, and allthat even the saints in bliss can receive. Oh! to despise the gospel of the blessed God, how mad! how worse than folly! Despisethe stars, and thou art a fool; despise God's earth, with its glorious mountains, with its flowing rivers, and its fair meads,and thou art a maniac; but despise God's gospel, and thou art ten thousand maniacs in one. Make light of that, and thouart far more foolish than he who sees no light in the sun, who beholds no fairness in the moon, and no brilliancy in thestarry firmament. Trample, if you please, his lower works; but oh! remember, when you make light of the gospel, you are makinglight of the masterpiece of your great Creator-that which cost him more than to create a myriad of worlds-the bloody purchaseof our Saviour's agonies.

And, again, these people made light of the King's Son. In was his marriage, and inasmuch as they absented themselves, they did dishonour to that glorious One in whose honour the supper wasprepared. They slighted him whom his Father loved. Ah! sinner, when thou makest light of the gospel, thou makest light ofChrist-of that Christ before whom glorious cherubs bow themselves-of that Christ at whose feet the high archangel thinks ithappiness to cast hiscrown; thou makest light of him with whose praise the vault of heaven rings; thou makest light of him whom God makes muchof, for he has called him, "God over all, blessed for ever." Ah! it is a solemn thing to make light of Christ. Despise a prince,and ye shall have little honour at the king's hand for it; but despise the Son of God, and the Father will have vengeanceon you for his slighted Son. Oh! my dear friends, it seems to me to be a sin, not unpardonable, I know, but still mostheinous, that men should ever despise my blessed Lord Jesus Christ and treat him with cruel scorn. Make light of thee,sweet Jesus! Oh! when I see thee with thy shirt of gore, wrestling in Gethsemane, I bow myself o'er thee, and I say, "O, Redeemer,bleeding for sin, can any sinner make light of thee?" When I behold him with a river of blood rolling down his shoulder, beneaththe cursed flagellation of Pilate's whip, I ask, "Can a sinner make light of such a Saviour as this?" And when I see himyonder, covered with his blood, nailed to a tree, expiring in torture, shrieking, "Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani," I askmyself, "Can any make light of this?" Ay, if they do, then, indeed, it were sin enough to damn them, if they have no othersin-that they have lightly esteemed the Prince of Peace, who is glorious and altogether lovely. Oh! my friend, if thou makestlight of Christ, thou hast insulted the only one who can save thee-the only one who can bear thee across the Jordan-the onlyone who can unbolt the gates of heaven, and give thee welcome. Let no preacher of smooth things persuade thee that thisis not crime. O, sinner, think of thy sin, if thou art making light of him, for then art thou making light of the King's onlySon.

And yet again, these people made light also of the King who had prepared the banquet, Ah! little dost thou know, O sinner, when thou dost trifle with the gospel, that thou art insultingGod. I have heard some say, "Sir, I do not believe in Christ, but still I am sure I try to reverence God; I do not care aboutthe gospel, I do not wish to be washed in Jesu's blood, nor to be saved in free grace fashion; but I do not despise God; Iam a natural religionist!" Nay,sir, but thou dost insult the Almighty, inasmuch as thou dost deny his Son. Despise a man's offspring, and thou hast insultedthe man himself; reject the only begotten Son of God, and thou hast rejected the eternal one himself. There is no such thingas true natural religion apart from Christ; it is a lie and a falsehood, it is the refuge of a man who is not brave enoughto say he hates God, but it is only a refuge of lies; for he who denieth Christ in that act offendeth God, and shutteth upheaven's gates against himself. There is no loving the Father except through the Son; and there is no acceptable worshipof the Father, except through the Great High Priest the Mediator, Jesus Christ. Oh! my friend, remember thou hast not merelydespised the gospel, but thou hast despised the gospel's God. In laughing at the doctrines of revelation, thou hast laughedat God; in reviling the truth of the gospel, thou hast reviled God himself, thou hast bent thy fist in the face of the Eternal;thine oaths have not fallen upon the church, they have fallen upon God himself. Oh! remember, ye that mock at the messageof Christ! Oh! remember, ye that turn away from the ministry of truth! God is a mighty one; how severely can he punish! God is a jealous God; oh! how severely will he punish! Make light of God, sinner? Why, this above all things is a damning sin, and in committing it, it may be thou wiltone day sign thine own death-warrant; for making light of God, of Christ,and of his holy gospel, is destroying one's own soul, and rushing headlong to perdition. Ah! unhappy souls, most unhappymust ye be, if ye live and die making light of Christ, and preferring your farms and your merchandise to the treasures ofthe gospel.

Again: bethink thee, my poor, pitiable friend, in that thou makest light of all the things I have mentioned, thou art making light of the great solemnities of eternity. The Man who lightly esteems the gospel makes light of hell; he thinks its fires are not hot, and its flames not such asChrist has described them; he makes light of the burning tears that scald despairing cheeks for ever; he makes light of theyells and shrieks that must be the doleful songs andterrible music of perishing souls. Ah! it is no wise thing to make light of hell.

Consider again: thou makest light of heaven-that place to which the blest ones long to go, where glory reigns without a cloud,and bliss without a sigh. Thou puttest the crown of everlasting life beneath thy feet; thou treadest the palm-branch beneaththine unhallowed foot and thou thinkest it little to be saved, and little to be glorified. "Ah! poor soul, when thou art oncein hell, and when the iron key is turned for ever in the lock of inevitable destiny, thou wiltfind hell to be a something not so easy to despise; and when thou hast lost heaven and all its bliss, and canst only hearthe song of the blessed, sounding faintly in the distance, increasing thy misery by contrast with their joy, then thou wiltfind it no little thing to have made light of heaven. Every man who makes light of religion makes light of these things. Hemisjudges the value of his own soul, and the importance of its eternal state.

This is what men make light of, "Oh! sir," says one, "I never indulge in any words hostile to God's truth, I never laugh atthe minister, nor do I despise the Sabbath." Stop, my friend, I will acquit thee of all that; and yet I will solemnly layto thy charge this great sin of making light of the gospel. Hear me then!


In the first, it is making light of the gospel and of the whole of God's glorious things, when men go to hear and yet do not attend. How many frequent churches and chapels to indulge in a comfortable nap! Think what a fearful insult that is to the Kingof heaven. Would they enter into Her Majesty's palace, ask an audience, and then go to sleep before her face? And yet thesin of sleeping in Her Majesty's presence, would not be so great, even against her laws, as thesin of wilfully slumbering in God's sanctuary. How many go to our houses of worship who do not sleep, but who sit withvacant stare, listening as they would to a man would could not play a lively tune upon a good instrument. What goeth in atone earth goeth out at another. Whatever entereth the brain goeth out without ever affecting the heart. Ah, my hearers, youare guilty of making light of God's gospel, when you sit under a sermon without attending to it! Oh! what would lost soulsgive tothe hear another sermon! What would yonder dying wretch who is just now nearing the grave, give for another Sabbath! Andwhat will you give, one of these days, when you shall be hard by Jordan's brink, that you might have one more warning, andlisten once more to the wooing voice of God's minister! We make light of the gospel when we hear it, without solemn and awfulattention to it.

But some say they do attend. Well, it is possible to attend to the gospel, and yet to make light of it. I have seen some men weep beneath a powerfulsermon; I have marked the tears chase each other-tears, blessed tell-tales of emotions within. I have sometimes said to myself,it is marvellous to see these people weep under some telling word from God, which is alarming them, as if Sinai itself werethundering in their ears. But there is something more marvellousthan men's weeping under the word. It is the fact that they soon, too soon, wipe all their tears away. But ah! my dearhearer, recollect that if thou hearest of these things and shakest off a solemn impression, thou art, in doing that, slightingGod and making light of his truth; and take heed how you do that, lest your own garments be red with the blood of your soul,and it be said, "Oh, Israel, thou hast destroyed thyself."

But there are others who make light of it in a different fashion. They hear the word and attend to it; but, alas! they attend to something else with it.

Oh! my hearer, thou makest light of Christ, if thou puttest him anywhere save in the centre of thine heart. He who gives Christa little of his affections, makes light of Christ; for Christ will have the whole heart or none at all. He who gives Christa portion, and the world a portion, despises Christ, for he seems to think that Christ does not deserve to have the whole.And inasmuch as he says that, or thinks that, he hath mean and unholy thoughts of Christ. Oh! carnalman, thou who art half religious, and half profane; thou who art sometimes serious, but as often frivolous; sometimesapparently pious, but yet so often unholy, thou makest light of Christ. And ye who weep on the Sunday, and then go back toyour sins on the Monday; ye who set the world and its pleasures before Christ, ye think less of him than he deserves; andwhat is that but to make light of him? Oh! I charge you, ask yourself, my hearer this night, art not thou the man? dost thounot thouthyself make light of Christ? The self-righteous man who sets himself up as a partner with Christ in the matter of salvation,notwithstanding all his trumpery good works, is such a ringleader among despisers, that I would gibbet him in the very middleof them, and bid all like him tremble, lest they also be found slighters of Jesus.

He makes light of Christ, again, who makes a profession of religion, and yet does not live up to it. Ah! church members, ye want a great deal of sifting; we have an immense quantity of chaff now mixed with the wheat; andsometimes I think we have something worse than that. We have some in our churches that are not so good as chaff, for theydo not seem to have been near the wheat at all; they are nothing better than tares. They have come into our churches, justasthey would into a trade-association, because they think it will improve their business. It gives respectability to theirname to take the sacrament; it makes them esteemed to have been baptized, or to be a member of a Christian church; and sothey come in by shoals after the loaves and fishes, but not after Jesus Christ. Ah! hypocrite, thou makest light of Christif thou thinkest that he is a stalkinghorse to get thee wealth. If thou dreamest that thou art to saddle and bridle Christ,and rideto wealth upon him, thou makest a grand mistake, for he was never meant to carry men anywhere except to heaven. If yousuppose that religion was intended to gild your homes, to carpet your floors, and line your purses, you have greatly erred.It was intended to be profitable to the soul; and he who thinks to use religion to his own personal advantage thinks lightlyof Christ: and at the last day this crime shall be laid to his charge-that he has made light of it;" and the King shall sendhisarmies to cut him in pieces, among those who have despised his Majesty, and would not obey his laws.

III. And now, in the third place, I will tell you WHY THEY MADE LIGHT OF IT. They did so from different reasons.

Some of them made light of it because they were ignorant; they did not know how good the feast was; they did not know how gracious the king was; they did not know how fair the Princewas, or else they might have thought differently. Now, there are many present to-night, I dare say, who think lightly of thegospel, because they do not understand it. I have often heard people laugh at religion; but ask them what it is, and theyknow no more about religion than ahorse, and worse than that, for they believe untruths about it, and a horse does not do that. They laugh at it, simplybecause they do not comprehend it; it is a thing beyond them. We have heard of a foolish man who, whenever he heard a pieceof Latin mentioned, laughed at it, because he thought it was a joke, at any rate it was a very outlandish way of talking-andso he laughed. So it is with many when they hear the gospel; they do not know what it is, and so they laugh at it. "Oh!" theysay, "the man is mad." But why is he mad? Because you do not understand him. Are you so conceited as to suppose that allwisdom and all learning must rest with you? I would hint to you that the madness is on the other side. And though you maysay of him, "Much learning hath made thee mad;" we would reply, "It is quite as easy to be made mad with none at all." Andthose who have none, and especially those who have no knowledge of Christ, are the most likely to despise him. Well did Wattssay-

"His worth, if all the nations knew,

Sure, the whole earth would love him too."

Oh! dear friends, if you once knew what a blessed master Christ is, if you once knew what a blessed thing the gospel is, ifyou could once be brought to believe what a blessed God our God is, if you could only have one hour's enjoyment such as theChristian experiences, if you could only have one promise applied to your heart, you would never make light of the gospelagain. Oh! you say you do not like it! Why, you have never tried it? Should a man despise the wine of whichhe has never sipped. It may be sweeter than he dreams? Oh! taste and see that the Lord is good, and so sure as ever youtaste, you will see his goodness. I will venture to say, again, that there are many who make light of the gospel, simply throughignorance; and if that is so, I am somewhat in hopes that when they are a little enlightened by sitting under the Word, theLord may be pleased graciously to bring them to himself; and then I know they will never make light of Christ again. Oh! donot be ignorant, "for that the soul be without knowledge is not good." Seek to know him whom to know aright is life eternal;and when you know him you will never make light of him.

Other people make light of it because of pride. "What is the good," said one, "of bringing me that invitation? Step into my house, my man, I will show you a feast quiteas good as any you can tell me of. Look here! there is good cheer for you; my table is as well spread as any man's; begginghis Majesty's pardon, the King cannot give a better feast than I; and I do not see why I should drag my bones about to getnothing better than I can get at home." So he wouldnot go, out of pride. And so with some of you. You want to be washed! No, you were never filthy; were you? You need to be forgiven! Oh no! you are rather too good for that. Why, you are so awfully pious in your own conceit, that ifit were all true, you would make even the angel Gabriel blush to think of you. You do not think even an angel capable of holdinga candle to you. What! you seek for mercy? It is an insult to you. "Go and tell the drunkard," you say, "go and fetch theharlot; but I am a respectable man; I always go to church or chapel; I am a very good sort of fellow; I may frolic nowand then, but I make it up some other day; I am sometimes a little slack, but then I rein the horses in, and make up the distanceafterwards; and I dare say I shall get to heaven as soon as anybody else. I am a very good sort." Well, my friend, I do notwonder that you despise the gospel, for the gospel just tells you that you are entirely lost. It tells you that your veryrighteousness is full of sin. That, as for any hope of your being saved by it, you might as well try to sail across theAtlantic on a sere leaf as try to get to heaven by your righteousness. And as for it being a garment fit to cover you, youmight as well get a spider's web to go to court in, and think it a dress fit to appear in before her Majesty. Ah! my hearer,I know why thou despisest Christ; it is because of thy Satanic pride. May the Lord pull the pride out of thee; for if he donot, itwill be the faggot that shall roast thy soul for ever. Take heed of pride; by pride fell the angels-how can men, then,though the image of their Maker, hope to win by it? Shun it, flee from it; for so sure as thou art proud, wilt thou incurthe guilt of making light of Christ.

Perhaps quite as many made light of the good news, because they did not believe the messenger. "Oh!" said they, "stop a moment. What! a dinner to be given away? I do not believe it. What! the young Prince going to bemarried? Tell that to fools, we do not believe any such thing. What! we all invited? We do not believe it; the story is incredible."The poor messenger went home and told his Master that they would not believe him. That is just another reason why manymen make light of the gospel, because they do not believe it. "What!" they say, "Jesus Christ died to wash men from theirsins? We do not believe it. What! A heaven. Who ever saw it? A hell! Who ever heard its groans? What! Eternity. Who ever returnedfrom that last hope of every spirit. What! Blessedness in religion? We do not believe it-it is a moping, miserable thing.What! Sweetness in the promises? No there is not; we believe there is sweetness in the world, but we do not believe thereis any in the wells the Lord has digged." And so they despise the gospel, because they do not believe it. But, I am sure,that when a man once believes it, he never thinks lightly of it. Once let me have the solemn conviction in my heart by theHoly Spirit, that if unsaved, there is a gaping gulf that shall devour me; do you think I can go to rest till I have trembledfrom head to foot? Once let me heartily believe that there is a heaven provided for those who believe on Christ, do you thinkIcould give sleep to my eyes, or slumber to my eyelids, till I have wept because it is not mine? I believe not. But damnableunbelief thrusts his hand into the mouth of an, and plucks up his heart, and so destroys him, for it will not let him believe,and, therefore, he cannot feel, because he believeth not. Oh! my friends, it is unbelief that makes men think lightly of Christ;but unbelief will not do so by-and-bye. There are no infidels in hell; they are all believers there. There are manythat were infidels here, but they are not so now; the flames are too hot to make them doubt their existence. It is hardfor a man, tormented in the flame, to doubt the existence of the fire. It would be difficult for a man, standing before theburning eyes of God, to doubt the existence of a God after that. Ah! unbelievers, turn ye, or rather, may the Lord turn youfrom your unbelief, for this makes you think lightly of Christ; and this is it that is taking away your life, and destroyingyoursouls.

Another set of people thought lightly of this feast because they were so worldly; they had so much to do. I have heard of a rich merchant who was waited on one day by a godly man, and when he stopped him,he said to him, "Well, sir, what is the state of your soul?" "Soul!" he said, "bother you, I have no time to take care ofmy soul; I have enough to do to take care of my ships." About a week after, it so happened that he had to find time to die,for God took himaway. We fear he said to him, "Thou fool! this night thy soul shall be required of thee; then whose shall those thingsbe which thou hast hoarded up for thyself?" Ye merchants of London, there are many of you who read your ledgers more thanyour Bibles. Perhaps you must, but ye do not read your Bibles at all, while ye read your ledgers every day. In America, itis said, they worship the almighty dollar; I believe that in London many men worship the almighty sovereign; they have thegreatestpossible respect for an almighty bank note; that is the god which many men are always adoring. The prayer-book they carryso religiously in their hands is their cash-book. Even on Sunday, there is a gentleman over there, he does not think his foremanknows it, but he was sitting in doors all this morning, because it was wet, casting up his accounts; and now he comes herein the evening, because he is a very pious man-extraordinarily so. He would shut the parks up on a Sunday, he would-hewould not let a soul get a breath of fresh air, because he is so pious, but he himself may sit for half-a-day in the counting-houseand yet think it no sin. But many are too busy to think of these things. "Pray!" they say, "I have no time for that; I haveto pay. What! read the Bible? No I cannot; I have to be looking over this thing and that thing, and seeing how the marketsgo. I find time to read the Times, but I could not think of reading the Bible." It will be marvellouslyunfortunate for some of you, that you will find the lease of your lives rather shorter than you expected. If you had takena lease of your lives for eighty-eight years from this date, you would be foolish enough, perhaps, to spend forty-four insin. But considering that you are a tenant at will, and liable to be turned out any day, it is the height of folly, the veryclimax of absurdity, excelling all that the fool, with his cap and bells, ever did, to be living just to gather up the pelfofthis world, and not for things to come. Worldliness is a demon that hath wrung the neck of many souls; God grant thatwe may not perish through our worldliness!

There is another class of people that I can only characterize in this way: they are altogether thoughtless. If you ask them concerning religion, they have no opinion at all about it. They do not positively detest it, they do notmock at it; but they have not a thought about it. The fact of it is, they intend thinking about it by-and-bye. Theirs is akind of butterfly existence; they are always moving about, never doing anything, neither for others or themselves. Andthese are very amiable people, who are always ready to give a guinea for a charity; they never refuse anybody, and theywould give their guinea all the same, whether it was for a cricket match or a church. Now, if I were forced to go back tothe world, and had to chose the character I would wish to be, the last position I would wish to occupy would be that of thethoughtless man. I believe thoughtless persons are in the most danger of being lost of any class I know. I like, sometimesto getunder the word a thoroughly stout, stiff, hater of the gospel, for his heart is like a flint, and when it is struck withthe hammer of the gospel the flint goes to pieces in a moment. But these thoughtless people have india-rubber hearts-you hitthem, and they give way; you strike them again, and they give way. If they are sick, and you visit them, they say "yes." Youtalk to them about the importance of religion; they say "yes." You talk to them about escaping from hell and entering heaven,they say "Yes." You preach a sermon to them when they are better, and remind them of the vows they made in their sickness;"it is quite right, sir," they say. And they say the same whatever you may tell them. They are always very polite to you;but whatever you say to them is put aside. If you begin talking to them about drunkards; oh! they are not drunkards; theymay have accidently got drunk once, but that was a little thing out of the usual way. And bring whatever sin you like to them,youmay hit them, and hit them, but it is no good, for they are not half so easily broken (speaking after the manner of men)as the real stout-hearted hater of the gospel. Why, there is a sailor comes rolling home from sea, swearing, blaspheming,cursing; he comes into the house of God, and almost the first word is applied by the Spirit for the breaking of Jack's heart.Another young man says, "I know as much as any minister can tell me; for my own mother taught me, and my old father used toreadthe Bible to me till, I believe, I have got every bit of it in my head. I go to chapel out of respect to his memory, butI really don't care at all about it; it is very good for old people, it is quite right for old women, and those who are dying,and in time of cholera. It is a very good thing, but I don't care anything about it just now." Now, I tell you, careless people,most solemnly, that you are the very devil's lifeguards; you are his reserve; he keeps you away from the battle, he doesnot send you out like he does a blasphemer, for he fears that a shot may haply light upon you, and you may be saved. Buthe says, "Stand by here, and if you have to go out I will give you an inpenetrable coat of mail." The arrows go rattling againstyou; they all hit you; but alas! there is not one of them that penetrates your heart, for that is left elsewhere. You areonly an empty chrysalis, and when you come to God's house, and his word is preached, you make light of it, because it is yourhabit to be thoughtless about everything.

Very briefly I must touch another case, and then I must dismiss you. You may make light of the gospel out of sheer presumption. They are like the foolish man who goes on, and is punished; not like the prudent man, who "forseeth the evil, and hidethhimself." They go on; that step is safe-they take it; the next step is safe-they take it; their foot hangs over a gulf ofdarkness; but they will try one step, and as that is safe, they think they will try the next;and as the last has been safe, and as for many years they have been safe, they suppose they always shall be; and becausethey have not died yet, they think they will never die. And so out of sheer presumption, thinking "all men mortal but themselves,"they go on making light of Christ. Tremble, ye presumptuous, you will not always be able to do that.

And, lastly, I fear there are a great many who make light of Christ because of the commonness of the gospel. It is preached everywhere, and that is why you make light of it. You can hear it at the corner of every street; you canread it in this widely circulated Bible; and because the gospel is so common, therefore, you don't care for it. Ah! my dearfriends, if there were only one gospel minister in London that could tell you the truth; if there were only one Biblein London, I believe you would be rushing to hear that Bible read; and the man who had the message would have no sinecureof it, he would be obliged to work from morning to night, to tell it out to you. But now, because you have so many Biblesyou forget to read them; because you have so many tracts you pack up any article in them; because you have so many sermonsyou do not think anything at all of them. But what is that? Dost thou think the less of the sun because he scatters his beamsabroad? Dost thou think the less of bread because it is the food which God gives to all his children? Dost thou thinkthe less of water, when thou art thirsty, because every rill will afford it to thee? No. If thou wert athirst after Christ,thou wouldst love him all the better, because he is preached everywhere; and thou wouldst not think lightly of him becauseof that.

"They made light of it." How many of my hearers to-night, I ask again, are making light of Christ? Many of you are, no doubt.I will give you, then, just one warning, and then farewell. Make light of Christ, sinner! let me say, again, to thee, andthou wilt rue the day, when thou comest on thy death-bed. It will go hard with thee when the bony monster has got the gripof thee, and when he is bringing thee down to the river, to steep thee in the lake of death. It will gohard with thee, when thy eye-strings break, and when thy death-sweat stands upon the brow. Remember, last time thou hadsta fever; ah! how thou didst shake. Remember, last night, how thou didst quake in thy bed, when flash after flash of lightningcame through thy window; and how thou didst tremble when the deep-mouthed thunder spake out the voice of God. Ah! sinner,thou wilt tremble worse then when thou shalt see death for thyself, and when the bony rider, on his white horse, shall grasphisdart and plunge it in thy bowels. It will go hard with thee if thou hast despised Christ, and shalt die a despiser. Seethat flying angel? his wings are made of flame, and in his hand he grasps a sharp two-edged sword. O angel, wherefore dostthou wing thy speedy flight? "Hark!" says he, "this trump shall tell you." And he puts a trumpet to his lips, and

"Blows a blast so loud and dread,

Ne'er were prophetic sounds so full of woe."

Look! the sheeted dead have started from their graves. Behold, the cloudy chariot of wheeled along by cherub's hand. Mark!there upon the throne there sits the King-the Prince. O angel, what in this terrible day must become of the man that has thoughtlightly of Christ? See there, he unleashes his sword. "This blade," says he, "shall find and pierce him through. This blade,like a sickle, shall reap each tare from the wheat, and this strong arm shall bind him up in hisbundle to be burned; and this great arm of mine shall grasp him, and hurl him down, down, down, where flames for everburn, and hell for ever howls." It will go hard with you then. Mark this man's word to-night; go away and laugh at it; butremember, I say to you again, it will be a solemn thing for you when Christ shall come to judgment, if you have made lightof him, and worse than all, if you should ever be locked up in the caverns of despair, if you should ever hear it said, "Departyecursed," if you should ever mingle your awful shrieks with the doleful howls of lost myriads, if you should see the pitthat is bottomless, and the gulf that has walls of fire. It will be a fearful thing to find thyself in there, and to knowthat thou canst ne'er get out again! Sinner, this night I preach the gospel to thee. E'er thou goest, hear it, and believeit; may God grant thee grace to receive it, so thou shalt be saved. "He that believeth and is baptized, shall be saved. Hethatbelieveth not," so saith the Scripture, "shall be damned." To believe, is to put your trust in Christ; to be baptized,is to be plunged in water in the name of the Lord Jesus, as a profession that you are already saved, and that you love Christ."He that believeth, and is baptized, shall be saved, and he that believeth not shall be damned." O may you never know themeaning of that last word. Farewell!