Sermon 189. The Cry Of The Heathen
Delivered on Sabbath Morning, April 25th, 1858, by the
REV. C.H. SPURGEON
at the Music Hall, Royal Surrey Gardens
"And a vision appeared to Paul in the night. There stood a man of Macedonia, and prayed him, saying, Come over into Macedonia,and help us."-Acts 16:9.
THIS WAS NO DOUBT a special vision sent of God for the direction of the apostle. For we are told in the next verse, that theyassuredly gathered from this vision, that the Lord had called them to preach the gospel in Macedonia. And yet the vision maybe very readily accounted for by natural causes. Men usually dream of that which is most upon their minds. Who would marvelthat the miser should, in his restless sleep, be pictured to his own sight as counting over his gold?Who wonders that the mother's dream is often concerning her fair infant? Who marvels that the wife frequently dreams ofshipwrecks, when, in the stormy night, she lies upon her bed, her last thoughts having been exercised concerning her husbandat sea? You wonder not that the soldier in the trenches dreams of battle. And hence we cannot marvel that the apostle Paul,whose whole soul was full of his Master's cause, should have a vision in the night concerning a new field of labor, whichGod hadintended to open up to him. You will remember that the apostle was, on this occasion, in a peculiar condition. He at firstendeavored to preach the gospel in Phrygia and Galatia, but he was forbidden of the Holy Ghost to preach the Word in Asia.And "after they had come to Mysia, they assayed to go into Bithynia, but the Spirit suffered them not." The apostle was likeAbraham of old; he went forth, not knowing whither he went. There was a certain path which he must take, and when he strovetoturn either to the right hand or to the left, the Spirit directly forbade him, and he was compelled to go on till he cameto the sea-port of Troas. There, wearied with his journey, he cast himself upon his couch, and in the midst of the night avision appeared unto him. A man who by his brogue and his dress was discovered to be a Macedonian, said to him, "Come overand help us." God sometimes tells men in their sleep the secret they could not discover when they were awake. We have heardof thepreacher who, tired late on Saturday evening, has been unable to think of a discourse, in the middle of the night hasdreamed it through, and on the morrow he ascended his pulpit and preached it. What wonder then, that the apostle Paul, speciallydirected by the Spirit of God, after an day long wearily exercising his mind an to the journey God intended him to take, should,after all, when in his sleep, have a vision from on high, teaching him where he should go.
And now, beloved, having thus prefaced our discourse, we have another observation to make before we proceed to a full discussionof the text. What an instance of Divine sovereignty we have in our text! He who is wise can see sovereignty everywhere inthe work of salvation, but how clearly is it present here. Bithynia must not hear the gospel; the apostle desires to go andpreach it there; but as yet, it seems, God does not intend that Bithynia should be evangelised. Hedesires to tarry in Asia, and there throughout its length and breadth preach the gospel; but he is strictly forbidden,and the command comes to him that he is to go across to Europe, and there proclaim the gospel. Was not this sovereignty? Whywas it that God shut the door in Bithynia, and opened it in Philippi! Was it that Philippi was more worthy, or that Bithynianeeded it less? Assuredly not. It was of God's mercy that he sent the gospel at any time, and when he sent to Philippi themosteminent of apostles to preach it, who shall blame him? Has he not a right to do what he wills with his own? But we mayrest quite assured, that his sovereignty was not an arbitrary exercise of despotic will. It was a sovereignty dictated bythe highest wisdom; for while God rules all things according to his own will, yet we are expressly told, that he doeth itaccording to the counsels of his will, his will being no blind headstrong thing, willing for no reason whatever, but beingalwayssubject to his own sense of that which is the wisest, and which will promote his glory and his creature's profit. However,we must still observe, Divine sovereignty is that which casts a rich lustre upon grace, when we recollect that it is sovereignand free. Oh ye, of the race of Britain! bless the Lord, that he hath sent the gospel unto you; for while doubtless thereis wisdom in it, remember there is also sovereignty in it. "He hath not dealt so with any nation. Praise ye the Lord." Hadhewilled it, had he seen fit, the gospel had this day been flourishing in the center of Africa, and you might at this momenthave been destitute of the word of the gospel, living barbarians like your fathers, embruing your hands in blood. Unto thegreat, dread Sovereign, who ruleth as he wills on earth as in heaven, be glory for ever and ever.
And now we turn to our text. "And a vision appeared to Paul in the night; There stood a man of Macedonia, and prayed him,saying, Come over into Macedonia, and help us." First, we shall observe, that the best help that can be rendered to any people is the preaching of the gospel. "Come over and help us," that is, preach to us. Secondly, we shall notice that although we have no visions or dreary in the night, yet, the nations on the earth are calling to the churchof the living God, and are saying to us, "Come over to us, and help us." And then, thirdly, I shall conclude, by solemnly asking the question, what do you who love the Lord intend to say to those, who are now asking at your hands the help of a preached gospel?
I. First, then, THE GREATEST HELP THAT CAN BE GIVEN TO ANY PEOPLE, IS THE PREACHING OF THE GOSPEL, and when I say this, Iam uttering a truth which I need not guard. The gospel is a help, not in one way, but in every way. Those who have not thegospel stand in the greatest need of help; but when the gospel is carried, you carry everything within it. In the folds ofthe gospel sleepeth the manifold wisdom of God, and his manifold goodness also toward the sons of men.Behold, the nations of the earth this day are still the bond-slaves of tyrants-many lands are still subject to despoticdynasties, who trample men beneath their feet, as if men were but earthen pitchers to be broken in pieces by the iron willsof kings. How is liberty to be established in these lands? Shall the point of the bayonet bring liberty to these nations thatstill are slaves? Never, never. Iron makes our fetters, iron rivets them, but iron never can unloose them. We need somethingmore potent than steel to carve out the liberty of mankind. Love, love of the Gospel, must be the ground work of liberty,and if liberty, equality, and fraternity, the three great words that are the world's heir loom, are ever to be fully known and realised, it must be by the preachingof the Word of Jesus. The preaching of the gospel is the terror of despots. If you ask what makes this land free, every candidman must say it is the open gospel and the unfettered preaching of theWord. Glasgow's motto is, "Let Glasgow flourish by the preaching of the Word." It is the coat of arms of liberty herself.Liberty flourishes by the preaching of the Word of God. Certain it is that wherever you find Protestantism, you find liberty,and wherever you leave Protestantism behind you, you begin to feel the yoke, and to hear the groans of the oppressed. It istrue that Protestantism doth not in every place produce perfect liberty, because it is not sufficiently true to itself. Thereare still places where the slave feels the lash, while his master calls himself a Christian; but this is not the legitimateeffect of our religion, but rather the effect of a delusion which hell itself did first invent, and which nought but the deepdepravity of men could ever permit to stand before the face of God's sun. Yes, ye tyrants on your thrones, the little stonecut out of the mountain without hands shall yet break you in pieces! O great statue of tyranny with thy head of gold, andthyfeet of clay, thou shalt yet totter, for this shall break thee in pieces, for the breaker is come out before us, and theking at the head of us, and who can withstand his might? What shall hold out against the mighty principle wherewith Christmakes men free?
Look, brethren, too, and see how the nations of the earth are lying under gloomy superstition. Perhaps there is one thingin the world worse than kingcraft, and that is priestcraft. May God save us from two things-from tyrannical kings, and frompriests of all sorts. Priests of any sort are bad, but superstitious priests are the worst of all. Oh, how many nations ofthe earth have their intellect blighted, their hopes blasted, their progress shipped, their whole historyeclipsed of its glory, their state robbed of its riches, by the cursed dominancy of priests. Men are compelled to believejust what the priest chooses. Because he wears a cassock; because he has been educated in the deep mysteries of craftiness,he is to be lord over men's consciences, and consciences and hearts are to bow before him; wherever he comes his word is tobe law, his will is to open and shut the gates of heaven, for he pretends that the keys of heaven and of hades are hangingat hisgirdle. How shall we deliver men from these enthralling superstitions! No how, but by the preaching of the gospel. Youcannot make men free, even by governments; you cannot give them a thorough freedom by giving them a republic itself; for thatrepublic must fall so long as priestcraft is there, for liberty and priestcraft agree as well together as God and devil, andno better; and until the one falls the other can never stand.
But the preaching of the gospel which teaches that believers are all priests and kings; which lifts every one of us into thehigh places of princes and monarchs and puts every one of us on a level with pontiffs and priests-this is the gospel whichshall yet set men free, and the preaching of this, and this only, is the world's great and grandest hope of its deliverancefrom the slavery of the body and the yet more accursed bondage of the soul.
But, beloved, there are some nations of the earth that have never as yet tasted of the sweets of salvation. Large tracts ofcountry have been discovered, where the people are still debased and degraded; the kraal of the Hottentot has not yet blossomedinto a mansion, the spear of the New Zealander has not yet been entirely changed for a pruning hook. There are many placeswhere all the joys of life and the social comforts and enjoyments of our being, are as yet totallyunknown. Now, the gospel has blessings in both its hands. Wherever it goes it has the blessings heaven, rich and golden-ithas the blessing of the earth, fair and silvery. They are both precious things, and while we believe the gospel is ordainedmost of all to bless man for the hereafter, yet the secularist himself, if he were wise, must take some interest in the progressof the gospel, for it is a blessing to men even ill this life. The great civilizer is the cross. Nothing else can makethe barbarian into a civilized man, but the cross and the vision of Christ hanging on it. Blessed are the feet of themthat bring glad tidings of peace, for where they bring the glad tidings of peace with God, they bring also good news of goodwilltowards men,-even goodwill towards men as creatures here, as well as good news to them as creatures that are to exist forever. My dear brethren and sisters, if you would bless the world, in the largest possible sense, temporarily, spiritually,andeternally; if you would bless the bodies and the souls of men, if you would bless men in their children, in their houses,if you would bless them in their meats and drinks and in all the necessities of life, the one simple means of doing all this,is just the proclamation of the gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ, and that fully preached and received, has been proved ininstances which I need not now stop to recall to your memories-instances abundant and recent, to be after all, the power ofGod, not only to salvation but to civilization too.
There is yet one more point which I must mention here in which the gospel is the best help to man. We must remember to-day,that there are districts of the earth where the ground is yet red with blood. There are sad portions of our globe that asyet must have the name of Aceldama, the field of gore, there are spots where the horse-hoof is splashed with blood; wherethe very carcasses of men are the food of ravens and of jackalls, the mounds of Balaclava are as yet scarcelygreen, and the spots where rest the relics of our own murdered sisters and brothers are not covered with the memorialstone. War has ravaged whole districts; even in these late times the dogs of war are not yet muzzled. Oh! what shall we doto put an end to war? Mars, where is the chain that shall bind thee like Prometheus, to the rock? How shall we imprison theefor ever, thou cruel Moloch; how shall we for ever chain thee? Behold here is the great chain, that which one day is to bindthegreat serpent; it has the blood-red links of love. The gospel of Jesus Christ the crucified one, shall yet hush the clarionof war, and break the battle-bow in sunder.
Happy are we, thrice happy, that we have a gospel which shall make men
"Hang the useless helmet high,
And study war no more."
Let us spread it, then, to earth's utmost bounds; for, to repeat the text I quoted just now, it hath blessings in both itshands, wherever it goes temporarily as well as eternally, it blesses the human race. And when it shall have spread to itsutmost limits, when all the habitable earth shall be covered with it then the mist that swathes our planet shall be rolledaway, and bright, like a new-born morning star, this earth shall shine out with her sister stars in all herglory, and the angels shall once more sing, and God himself shall repeat his verdict-"all things are very good."
But still, beloved, the greatest help that the gospel brings is help to the soul. Ah, Christian men, ye know what this means:your brothers and sisters are this day wandering blindfold, they know not whither. Ye know, for the Bible tells you that theyare wending their weary way down to the gulf of black despair! Oh does not your heart desire that the blind eye should beopened, that the misguided should be directed on the path to heaven: would not your pity desire tosnatch the fire brand from the flame? Do you not anxiously seek to know how you can lead the vicious to virtue, and thevirtuous to the righteousness that is in Jesus Christ? Have you no desire to see God's elect ingathered, to see them washed,and sanctified, and perfected? Remember this is to be, and since it is to be it is certain that ye must send the gospel farand wide, for by no other means can God's elect be gathered home. How can they believe without a preacher? How can they preachexcept they be sent? The gospel must go throughout all lands, that the elect may be gathered home, and the Messiah's kingdomcome. Oh! ye who love the souls of men, it is to you an awful thought that hell's caverns are filling; it is a dreary thingto you to see the broad road so crowded with its many travelers? You are longing and wishing that the narrow way might havemore pilgrims, I beseech you, then, look to it, that by every mean. and by all means ye aid the preaching of the gospel ofJesus; for it is the help for which the earth calls, and the help which you must render to it. Come over and help us bypreaching Christ's holy gospel. Thus have I done with the first head, may the Lord help us in the second.
II. The second point is, that although not in visions of the night, yet EVERY DAY AND EVERY HOUR, THE NATIONS OF THE EARTHARE SAYING, "COME OVER AND HELP US." Do you not know, that the loudest eloquence is silence? To move the heart of the right-minded,ye need not the declamation of the orator. The sight of silent, dumb misery is the highest eloquence to a tender heart. Itis true, I must confess it the nations of the earth do not vocally ask for your help; nay, worsethan that, if you send them the help of the gospel they will many of them reject it. Your missionaries have been slain,-thealtars of false gods have been stained with their blood; but still I solemnly repeat it the nations of the earth are silentlycrying, "Come over and help us." If I say; a person in the street sick, faint, and dying, although he spoke not to me, thoughhe asked me not to befriend him, I should think the weakness of his silence more potent than all the power of words. Ay,and if I saw him like a maniac, rejecting my help and pushing me from him, if I was convinced that he was really a maniac,for that very reason that he needed my help, I would thrust my alms upon him, I would willingly give him my help and assistance,and so must you do. The nations of the earth are dead in sin; how can they cry to you? But it is yours to see their misery;and let the poor, poor dumb wounds of this bleeding earth speak to you. It is true, earth is a maniac, and it puts away theonly cure. But what care we for that? It is ours to thrust our kindness upon unwilling men, because we believe that theirunwillingness arises from the madness of their disease. Let us take the poor man that has fallen among thieves. Let us pourin the oil and the wine, and if he doth not receive it gratefully, because he is faint, if he putteth his hand upon the wound,and rends away the liniment, and unbinds the plaster, nevertheless. let us bind him up again, and set him upon our own beast,and carry him to the inn. Let us pay for the lodging even though as yet he cannot speak to thank us; and the day shallcome, when the wound is healed, and the burning fever is removed, when his brain is cool, and his reason restored, that heshall fall at our feet and kiss the hand that once he spurned. Unborn generations shall bless the men that sent the gospel,which at first their fathers did reject.
And now, brethren and sisters, let me plead the cause of the dumb. No man of Macedonia is here to-day to say "Come over andhelp us," but let me be the heathen's spokesman, and very earnestly ask you to come and help him. Methinks, I will stand hereas a heathen this morning, and I say to you as if I had not heard the gospel. "Ye Christians of Britain! ye highly favoredones, who know the name of Jesus and prove the power of the Spirit, preach the gospel to us, for we aremen like yourselves. What though our skin be of a color less fair than your own? Yet he fashioneth our hearts alike. Ohtell us not, because we feed on the locust, and eat the serpent, that therefore we are not of your kith and kind! 'Not thatwhich goeth into a man defileth a man.' It is true, our kings and princes are only fit to rank with your beggars; but oh!God hath made of one blood all nations that dwell upon the face of the earth; and from our huts and cabins we come forth to-day,andwe say to you, 'We are men-we are your brothers-younger brothers, it is true-we have not had a double portion of the inheritance,brothers, too, whose fathers spent their part in riotous living, but why should the children's teeth be set on edge becausethe fathers have eaten sour grapes? Why must the son of man for ever bear the curse of Canaan? O preach the gospel to us!We are men, mother Eve is our mother, as well as yours; Adam, too, is the father from whose loins we sprang; andbecause we are men, the common sympathy of humanity bids you listen to us, when we say, 'Come over and help us.' Besides,we have another argument. We are told that 'unto you is the Word of this salvation sent,' not for yourselves, but for us,brothers, who have not heard the gospel and who know it not. And you have the treasure in your own land; and we believe youhave the treasure given to you, that you may lavish handfuls of it out to us. We know that old Judea had the covenant andtheoracles, and the gospel to keep for coming generations; and we believe that you men of Britain have the gospel, not foryourselves, but for us. We have heard what your Master said, 'Ye are the lights of the world;' not lights of Britain, notlights for yourselves, the lights of the world. Oh! bear your burning torches into the glades of our dark forests. come andshed your light through the dark mists of our idolatrous temples; let the bats of our superstition, and the owls of our ignorance,fly away before the sunlight of your gospel. It is not for yourselves you have received it, but for us. Oh! give it tous. Preach the gospel to us, for it is designed for us. But we have another argument, brethren; look at our miseries!"
As the spokesman for my poor brethren to-day, I stand before you, and I remind you of the tortures to which the poor Hindoodevotee puts himself; I remind you of the cruelties enacted in the Chinese empire-the horrors of a government that is basedupon idolatry. I tell you of the distress, the destitution, the poverty, the nakedness, the misery, of the Bechuanas and theBushmen, and I speak for these, and I say, "Christians, you have the means of alleviating their woesby sending them the gospel; will you not do it?" Look at the dwellers in the land of the jungle and the lion. There theyare; the serpent has grasped them in his folds, and like the boa-constrictor of their own forests, he is crushing their nations,until the ribs of the strong man snap, and the hearts of the women melt like wax. And you have the sword in your hands thatcan cut the serpent's head! Your Master bruised that head beneath his heel, and you must do the same. Oh! come, come, yemissionaries of the cross, ye ministers of Jesus, come and deliver us from this deadly hydra! Save us from our fearfuldoom! Our miseries invoke your aid. It is true, we cannot speak to you in gentle language, but there was a time when poetswalked amongst us, and some of the light that shone in Paradise, yet gilded our darkness. and we treasured up a few of thosefaint rays, and we are hoping that the sun of righteousness will yet dawn upon us. Oh! come, roll away those mists; come,chase ournight. and let us see that sacred, high, eternal noon, which is the daughter of the gospel following the Sun of Righteousness.
And now, Christian men, let me speak to you as one of yourselves. Brethren, you and I are soldiers, soldiers of the cross,and at this hour worlds are rushing to the shock. The fight is thickening, and we are warriors! Shame upon the craven whostays from the battle. The trump is sounding to-day. Mohammed has waked from his sleep; the Moslem, with bloody hands, hassought to slay our race; the Hindoo, too, the meek-eyed Hindoo, his eyes have glared like the eyes of histiger, and his lips have smacked with gore. The battle is raging. Not there alone. Popery hath aroused itself, with mightyeffort it is endeavoring to win back this gem of the sea, this first isle of the ocean. Infidelity, too, is on the stir; hermyrmidons are flying here and there. Everything is awake, except the church of God. Oh! rouse ye, men and brethren; rouse,now that the fight is at its fullest fury. Now is the time for our most desperate velour, our most earnest zeal. Recollect,every time you bow your knees, and say, "Our Father," you tell a lie at the end of that prayer, if you are not seekingto make his kingdom come, and his will be done in earth, as it is heaven. You are praying for what you do not try to get;you are insulting God by saying, "Thy kingdom come," with as foul a mockery, as if I should say, "Be warmed and be filled,"to some poor dying beggar, and then refused to give to his needs, that he might remove his distresses.
Recollect, too, that you cannot be Christians at all, not in the right sense of the word, unless you everyone of you wouldcompass sea and land to make one proselyte. You must have in you the spirit of propagathm, desirous to will others to Christ,or else the genuine blood of Christianity is not in your veins. Of all things in the world Christianity is the most prolific,if it be true. Mohammedism of old had mighty power to spread itself, but not such power asChristianity had. The religion of Jesus began like a mustard seed, with those few men in an upper-room; but ere a halfcentury had rolled away, the gospel was preached to every nation under heaven, and if we had Christianity in our hearts ofthe right sort-hot, burning stuff, not the lukewarm shams of this degenerate age, our religion ere another half a centurywill have won the day. If the Spirit of God should give us true diligence, in the course of another half century there wouldnot beone district that would not have been trodden by the foot of the minister, nor one town or city which would not have beenevangelized. I know I am not speaking without book now I am absolutely certain that what I am saying is a sober matter offact. If you will just calculate the proportion between the four hundred, and the progress made in one half a century, andthen begin with the three or four millions-I should hope there are as many as that-of true Christians in the world, I say,it isa little thing to believe that if they were true to their profession, they might, under Divine blessing, carry the gospelinto every known part of the habitable world before half a century has rolled away. However, we need not be afraid we shalldo it. There is no fear that we shall run into any fanaticism. That is the last sin this age will commit. We shall go on,and be as orthodox and cold as we always were. No enthusiasm will ever fall upon us. We shall not see any very great and strangedevelopments of an enormous fanaticism at the present day. Do not be alarmed, brothers and sisters. All I preach thatlooks like fanaticism will not hurt this age. Ye may do what ye will; preach ye never so wisely, ye will never make this deafadder hear. The church of this day is a great deal too deaf to do anything extravagant. We do a little, and think it a wonderfuldeal. We each give fourpence to send Testaments to China; we will talk of it for the next fifty years! We sent out one ortwomissionaries to India (and are they not one or two, compared with their needs?) it is a great thing. It is a fine thingfor the whole Baptist denomination to raise twenty thousand pounds a year, when there are some men in the denomination whomake as much money as that in the time. It is a marvellous thing that out of the whole lot of us we should not be able toget more than that. But you know I am an imprudent young man, of course,-I always shall be I dare say-to dare to hint thatsomepeople have a great deal too much money to go to heaven with. Of course it will be very wicked if I dare to say this morning,that to die rich is a very frightful thing; that there are some people who have got too much riches to allow us to have anysure and certain hope that they have the love of God at all; for if they had more of the love of God, they would not griptheir money so tightly. They would say, "While men are damning, what is my money? While men are dying, what is my gold? Thereit goes! As much as I need, I have, God allows it me; as much as I shall require in my old age, as much as my family candemand of me, that will I have, but as for more, a blast and a curse would be on it if I had it. My gold and my silver wouldbe cankered, for I should be guilty of the blood of men's souls, and then condemnation would be at my door, because I hadthe money wherewithal to send the minister to preach to them, and I would not give it."
Now, I say again, there is no fear of any one becoming improvidently liberal. You need not be frightened that anyone herewill give a thousand pounds this morning. We provide ample accommodation for those who feel inclined to do so. If anyone shouldbe overtaken with such an enormous fit of generosity, we will register and remember it. But I fear there are no people likeBarnabas now. Barnabas brought all he had, and put it into the treasury. "My dear friend, do not dothat, do not be so rash." Ah! he will not do that; there is no necessity for you to advise him. But I do say again, ifChristianity were truly in our hearts; if we were what we professed to be; the men of generosity whom we meet with now andhold up as very paragons and patterns would cease to be wonders, for they would be as plentiful as leaves upon the trees.We demand of no man that he should beggar himself; but we do demand of every man who makes a profession that he is a Christian,that heshould give his fair proportion, and not be content with giving as much to the cause of God as his own servant. We musthave it that the man who is rich must give richly. We know the widow's mite is precious, but the widow's mite has been anenormously great loss to us. O, that widow's mite has lost Jesus Christ many a thousand pounds. It is a very good thing initself; but people with thousands a-year talk of giving a widow's mite. What a wicked application of what never can applyto them. No;in our proportion we must serve our God.
III. Now, I come in conclusion to ask you very pointedly and plainly, WHAT DO YOU MEAN TO DO IN ANSWER TO THE HEATHEN'S CRY,"COME OVER AND HELP US?" Have I in all this congregation one man who loves sound doctrine, who has ability to preach, andwho has a mind to go and preach the gospel in other lands? Because if I have, and if I have ten others who have a mind togive him ten pounds a year, I have an opening for sending him out at once. In Port Natal there are twentyBaptists, and those twenty Baptists are desirous of having a minister who should not only preach to them, but to the wildtribes around. They will raise him one hundred pounds, if we can manage to get the rest and send them out a missionary. Whocan tell; he might be another Livingstone, perhaps a Moffat? Oh, that I had the honor of sending such an one from such a congregationas this! Have we no young men here this morning, who are ready to volunteer to go and preach the gospel in heathenlands? I confess, when I think of myself, I know I cannot go away. My calling is here. And yet I sometimes think whata lazy, feather-bed life it is for one to lead, to be preaching here when there are all these continents without the gospel.Some people think it wonderfully hard to preach two or three sermons a week. but I think preaching thirteen or fourteen isa fearfully little thing. And I think sometimes, "Oh, if I were somewhere rise, where there are some toils, some hardshipstoundergo! There is nothing to be done here. We cannot suffer, we cannot work, we cannot will crowns of martyrdom, we cannotwill great battles here, as we could wish." Yes, young man, I say again, if you are ambitious-if you are ambitious to serveChrist, the height of your ambition should lead you to say, "I desire to preach the gospel among the heathen." I hope theremay be come here-some one at least-whose heart God hath touched. What! can it be possible that I should this morningaddress some eight thousand people, and yet out of the whole eight thousand there is not one who can say, "Here am I,send me?" Is it not strange? Very probably there is not. But yet I would fain hope that somewhere there is one, who will writeon the tablet of his heart, "I will go home to pray, I will go home to study, and if God has given me power to preach, ifthere be any door open in his providence, here am I; I will be a preacher of the gospel in foreign lands."
And now, what are you resolved to do who cannot preach? Why, there are some of you, if you were to get up and preach, you had a great deal bettersit down. It would not do for you to go and preach in foreign lands, because nobody would listen to you. I have often marvelledthat some people should think themselves called to preach when they have no ability. As I tell them, "f God calls anybodyto fly, he will give them wings, and if he calls them to preach, he willgive them ability to preach." but if a man has not the ability to preach, I am sure he has not the call. Well, what willyou do Says one, "I will pray earnestly in support of missions; I will cry to God, that great results may follow." Do so;and you shall have our best thanks for your prayers. But in doing that, you have not done very much. for recollect, that iswhat the Roman priest did for the beggar. The priest said he would not give him a sovereign, he would not give him a half-crown,norwould he give him a penny. "Holy father," said the beggar, "will you give me your prayers?" "Yes," said the priest, "kneeldown." "No, not so," said the beggar; "for if your prayers had been worth a penny, you would not have given them to me." Andwhen you say you will pray, but will not help the cause with something more substantial; though we love your prayers, we nightsay, "You would not give them if they were worth a penny." If you have nought else to give to Christ, ye need not be ashamedof saying, "Jesus, I give thee my prayers;" but if you are blessed in your substance, you will be lying before him, ifyou ask him to bless his cause, and do not give of your means in its support.
Now, let each, as he is able, help this great cause; and above all let us all in our spheres be preachers of the gospel,
"Seeking to tell to others round,
What a dear Saviour we have found."
Let me say, before the collection is made, just this word. Alas! there are some of you here, that are as much heathen as ifyou were in Africa. To you I proclaim the gospel, and I have done-"He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved, he thatbelieveth not shall be damned. Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, find thou shalt be saved."