Sermon 1320. Why Should I Weep?
A SERMON DELIVERED ON LORD'S-DAY MORNING, OCTOBER 22, 1876,
BY C. H. SPURGEON,
AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.
"And there followed Him a great company of people, and of women, which also bewailed and lamented Him. But Jesus turning untothem said, Daughters of Jerusalem, weep not for Me, but weep for yourselves, and for your children. For behold, the days arecoming in which they shall say, Blessed are the barren, and the wombs that never bare, and the paps which never gave suck.Then shall they begin to say to the mountains, Fall on us; and to the hills, Cover us. For if they do these things in a greentree, what shall be done in the dry?" Luke 23:27-31.
CAN you picture the scene? Jesus is given up by Pilate to the Jews that they may do their will with Him and, led by a smallband of soldiers, He is conducted into the public street, bearing His Cross upon His shoulders. Perhaps they judged Him tobe weary with His night of watching and worn with His suffering from the scourge, and they feared lest He might die upon theroad and, therefore, with a cruel mercy, they laid hold upon one in the crowd who had too loudly expressed His sympathy, impressedhim into military service and compelled him to assist in carrying the instrument of execution. You see the haughty scribesand the ribald throng-but the center of the spectacle, and the cause of it all was our Lord Himself-Jesus of Nazareth, theKing of the Jews.
We cannot paint Him. All who have ever attempted to do so have, to a large extent, been unsuccessful, for there was upon Hisface a mingled majesty and meekness, loveliness and lowliness, sanctity and sorrow which it would not be possible to expressupon canvas or to represent in words. About His Person there were abundant marks of cruelty. He had been scourged. Everyonecould see it. His own garments, which they had put upon Him, could not conceal the marks of the Roman lash. The traces ofthe crown of thorns were on His brow and the rough treatment of the soldiers had left its tokens, too, so that His visagewas more marred than that of any man. And His form more than the sons of men.
And now He is being led away to be put to the shameful death of the Cross. There were some glad eyes there, delighted that,at last, their victim was in their power and that the eloquent tongue which had exposed their hypocrisy would now be silencedin death. There, too, were the unfeeling Romans, to whom human life was a trifle. And all around, gathered in dense masses,the brutal mob, bribed to shout against their best Friend. But all then present were not in this savage mood. There were some-andto the honor of the sex it is recorded that they were women-who entered their protest by their cries and lamentations.
Not silently in their sorrow did they weep, but they began to lament aloud and bewail audibly, as though they were attendingthe funeral of some dear friend, or expected the death of one of their kindred. The voice of a woman's weeping has great powerwith most of us, but it would not stir the stony hearts of Roman legionaries. The wail of women was no more to them than themoaning of the winds among the forest trees! Yet it must have struck many of the less stern and stolid mold and filled theirsouls with some measure of kindred feeling. Chiefly, however, did it strike One, the most tender hearted among them all, Onewhose ear was delicately sensitive to every sound of sorrow.
And though He had not answered Herod and had given Pilate but a few words of reply. And though amidst all the mockeries andscourging He had been as dumb as a sheep before her shearers, yet He paused and, looking round upon the weeping company, piteously,yet sublimely broke the silence by saying to them, "Weep not for Me, but weep for yourselves and for your children." As forthe words, themselves, they are especially noteworthy, because they constitute the last connected discourse of the Saviorbefore He died. All that He said afterwards was fragmentary and mainly of the nature of prayer. A sentence to John and toHis mother, and to the dying thief. Just a word or two looking downward, but for the most part He uttered broken sentenceswhich flew upwards on the wings of strong desire.
This was His last address, a farewell sermonette delivered amid surroundings most sad and solemn, restraining tears and yet,at the same time, causing them to flow. We reckon the words to be all the more weighty and full of solemnity because of theoccasion, but even apart from this, the truths delivered were, in themselves, of the utmost importance and solemnity. Thislast discourse of our Lord before His death was terribly prophetic to a world rejecting Him-portentous of a thousand woesto a people whom He loved-woes which even He could not avert because they had rejected His interposition and refused the mercywhich He came to bring. "Daughters of Jerusalem," said He, "weep not for Me, but weep for yourselves, and for your children."
Not many hours before, He had, Himself, set them the example by weeping over the doomed city, and crying, "O Jerusalem, Jerusalem,you that kill the Prophets, and stone them which are sent unto you, how often would I have gathered your children together,even as a hen gathers her chickens under her wings, and you would not!" Looking even upon the surface of the words you willperceive that they bear His undoubted image and superscription. Who but He would have spoken after this sort? You are surethat the passage is genuine, for it is, in all respects, so inimitably Christ-like. See how self-oblivious He was-for HimselfHe asks not even tears of sympathy. Was there no cause for grief? Yes, cause enough, and yet He says, "Weep not for Me, butweep for yourselves," as if all His thoughts were taken up with other griefs than His own and He would not have a tear wastedupon Him, but spent on woes which grieved Him more than His own pangs.
Observe the majesty of the speech, too, steeped as the speaker was in misery. You can see that His is sorrow which well deservedto be wept over, but He is not overcome by it, but rather His royal soul reigns in the future. And as a King, He anticipatesHis scepter and His Judgment Seat and foretells the doom of those who now insult Him. Here is no cowardly spirit, no confessionof defeat, no appeal for pity, no shadow of petty resentment, but on the contrary, a majestic consciousness of strength! WithHis calm, prophetic eye, He looks beyond the intervening years and sees Jerusalem besieged and captured. He speaks as thoughHe heard the awful shrieks which betokened the entrance of the Romans into the city and the smiting down of young and old,women and children.
No, mark how His piercing eyes see yet further-He beholds and describes the day when He shall sit upon the Throne of Judgmentand summon all men to His bar. When He who was, then, the weary Man before His foes should alarm the ungodly by the appearanceof His Countenance, so that they would call to the mountains to fall upon them and to the rocks to hide them from His face!He speaks as if conscious of the majesty that would be upon Him in that dreadful day and yet, at the same time, pitiful towardsthose who, by their sins, were bringing upon themselves so terrible a doom! He says, in effect, "Weep for those concerningwhom it would have been better that they had never been born, and for whom annihilation would be a consummation devoutly tobe wished."
He dries up the tears which were flowing for Himself, that the women may draw up the sluices of their souls and let the torrentsof their grief flow forth for impenitent sinners who will be filled with unutterable dismay at His Second Coming. May theHoly Spirit help me while handling this awful subject! The text very readily divides itself into two parts. The one may beheaded, "Weep not.''" The other, "Weep." The first is, "Weep not," or what the Savior suggested. The second is, "Weep," orwhat the Savior commanded.
I. He said to the weeping women, "WEEP NOT." There are some cold, calculating expositors who make it out that our Lord reprovedthese women for weeping and that there was something wrong, or, if not altogether wrong, yet something very far from commendablein their sorrow. I think they call it, "the sentimental sympathy," of these kind souls. There is no being much more unnaturalthan a cold-blooded commentator who bites at every letter and nibbles at the grammatical meaning of every syllable, translatingwith his lexicon, but never exercising common sense, or allowing even the least play to his heart.
Blame these women? No! Bless them again and again! It was the one redeeming trait in the dread march along the Via Dolorosa!Let it not be dreamed that Jesus could have censured those who wept for Him! No! No! No-a thousand times, No! These gentlewomen appear in a happy contrast to the chief priests with their savage malice, and to the thoughtless multitude with theirfierce cry of, "Crucify Him, crucify Him!" They seem, to me, to have shown a noble courage in daring to express their sympathywith One whom everybody else hunted to death with such ferocity. To espouse His cause amid those hoarse cries of, "CrucifyHim, crucify Him," was courage more than manly! Those women
were heroines more valiant than those who rush upon the spoil. Those lamentations, in sympathy with Him who was being ledto die, are worthy of our praise and not of our criticism!
Our Lord accepted the sympathy they evinced and it was only His great disinterested unselfishness which made Him say, "Spareyour griefs for other sorrows." It was not because they were wrong, but because there was something still more necessary tobe done than even to weep for Him. I do not think we erred when we sang just now-
"A moment give loose to grief,
Let grateful sorrows rise,
And wash the bloody stains away
With torrents from your eyes." Have we not all felt it to be a gracious exercise to sing in unison that almost dirge-
"Oh come and mourn with me awhile;
Oh come to the Savior's side;
Oh come, together let us mourn:
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.
Have we no tears to shed for Him,
While soldiers scoff and Jews deride?
Ah! Look howpatiently He hangs;
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified"?
Who among us, for words like these, can blame Dr. Watts and others when they sing-
"Thus might I hide my blushing face, While His dear Cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes totears"?
There can be nothing ill about the weeping of these women and, therefore, let us proceed to say, first, that their sorrowwas legitimate and well-grounded. There was reason for their weeping! They saw Him suffering, friendless and hunted to death-theycould not but bewail Him!
Had I been there and seen Him all alone, and marked the cruel eyes that watched Him, and heard the malicious voices whichassailed Him, I, too, must have wept! I hope I am not so past feeling as to have looked on without overflowing sorrow. Seethose bleeding shoulders, those lacerated temples-mark, above all, that quiet, unrivalled God-like Countenance, so marredwith sacred grief! One must have wept, surely, if one had a heart anywhere within him, to think that He who suffered thus,and was about to suffer so much more, should be so gentle and so unresisting! Was not this cause for intense sympathy? Hewas meek and lowly in heart and, therefore, He returned none of those fierce looks and answered none of those ferocious words.
He was like a lamb in the midst of wolves, or a dove surrounded by a thousand hawks, or a milk-white hare amid baying hounds!There was none to pity and none to help! Shall we, then, refuse our compassion? No! You women's eyes, you did well to weep-howcould you help it, since you were mothers of children and, therefore, had hearts to love? How could you help weeping for Himwho was so lowly, so gentle, so unselfish, so submissive to all they put upon Him? Surely it was a superfluity of malice tobe hunting Him to death who, even in life, was so much the Man of Sorrows! And then He was so innocent and pure! What hadHe done amiss? They could not answer Pilate's challenge-"Why, what evil has He done?" There was no fault in Him, they couldnot find any!
You could see by the very look of Him that He was the purest of all mankind-that all around Him was sin and vanity-yet He,alone, was Holiness and Truth! Why, then, should they lead Him forth among malefactors and nail those blessed hands and feetto the wood and hang Him to a tree? Above all, in addition to His being innocent of fault, He had been so full of kindness-ofmore than kindness-of infinite love to all mankind and even in His deepest sorrow boundless benevolence shone in His Countenance,beaming as the sun! He looked upon His enemies and His glance was royal but it was tender, too. "Father, forgive them, forthey know not what they do," was trembling on His lips. He would not harm them. Not He! He would not curse them though Hiscurse had withered them, nor even frown upon them, though that frown might have secured His liberation! He was too good torender evil for evil!
These women remembered what a life He had led. They remembered how He had fed the hungry-perhaps some of them had even eatenof the loaves and fishes. They remembered how He had healed their children, raised their dead and
had dislodged foul fiends from the bodies of their friends. He had preached openly in their streets and He had never taughtill will, but always gentleness and love. He had been popular and stood at the head of the multitude at one time, but He hadnever used His power for selfish purposes. He had ridden through their streets in pomp, but the pomp was simple and homely-ona colt, the foal of an ass had He ridden with children for His courtiers-and with no sound of the trumpets of war, but onlywith the children's cries of, "Hosanna, blessed is He that comes in the name of the Lord."
Why should they crucify Him? He had done nothing but good! His noble Presence seemed to appeal to the women and they askedeach other, "For which of His works would they slay Him? For which of His actions would they put Him to death?" He, the Friendof the friendless, why should He die? I cannot, I say again, but commend the tears of these women! It is little marvel thatthey should weep and bewail when they saw the Innocent One about to die. I think, too, that this weeping on the part of thewomen was a very hopeful emotion. It was far better, certainly, than the non-emotion or the cruelty of those who formed thatmotley throng. It showed some tenderness of heart, and tenderness of heart, though it is but natural, may often serve as agroundwork upon which better and holier and more spiritual feelings may be placed.
It is objected that persons weep when they hear the story of other griefs besides those of Jesus and I am glad they do. Shouldthey not weep with them that weep? It is also objected that this natural sympathy may, in many cases, be as much due to theskill of the orator as in others it is the undoubted result of the music of the oratorio. I know it is so. I am going to showyou that mere emotional sympathy is not all, nor a half, nor a tenth of what is needed. Still, I should be sorry if I thoughtmyself capable of remembering the griefs of Jesus without emotion while other men's woes affected me. And I should greatlydeplore the fact if it were, indeed, true that you were all, especially you women, so hardened that you could think of Jesusof Nazareth bleeding and dying without your hearts beginning to melt.
The emotion is good, at any rate, so far that if it were absent you would be bereft of humanity and turned to stones. It ishopeful because it opens a door through which something better may enter. This tenderness is a natural stock suitable forgrafting something far higher upon. He who can weep for the sorrows of Christ may soon be on the road towards weeping overthe sin which caused the sorrow, or he may be on the highway towards being able to lament, as Christ bids men lament, thoseother griefs and miseries which sin brings upon themselves and upon their children. I would not carry the emotional towardsChrist to an excess, nor ask men to make Jesus' death only a fountain of sorrow, since it is also a source of joy. I woulddeplore that idolatrous emotion which weeps before a hideous image, or mourns over touching a picture. But still, I wouldnot have men, at the thought of Jesus dying, act as if they were sticks and stones, but prove that they mourn for Him whomthey have pierced.
Having said this much, we now add that on our Lord's part, such sorrow was fitly repressed, because, after all, though naturallygood, it is not more than natural, and falls short of spiritual excellence. It is no proof of the work of the Spirit uponyour heart that you weep as you hear the story of Christ's death, for probably you would have been even more affected hadyou seen a murderer hanged. It is no proof that you are truly saved because you are moved to great emotions whenever you hearthe details of the Crucifixion, for the Bulgarian atrocities excited you equally as much. I think it good that you shouldbe moved, as I have said before, but it is only naturally and not spiritually good.
Doubtless there are many who have shed more tears over the silly story of a love-sick maid in a frivolous novel than theyhave ever given to the story of the Lover of our souls. Though they have felt emotion when they have pictured the sufferingsof Emmanuel, they have felt even more when the bewitching pen of fiction has sketched some imaginary picture of fancied woes.No, no, these natural sympathies are not to be commended so that we wish you to be continually exercised with them! Our Lorddid well to give them healthy bounds. Besides, such feeling is generally very evanescent. Tears of mere emotion, because ofthe external sufferings of Christ, are speedily wiped away and forgotten.
We do not know that any of these women ever became our Lord's converts. Among those who met in the upper room we do not knowthat any had taken part with this company of weepers. These were women of Jerusalem and the followers of Christ at His death,who ministered unto Him, were generally women from Galilee. For this see Matthew 27:54-56. I fear that the most of these Jerusalem sympathizers forgot tomorrow that they had wept today. I may be mistaken, but thereis nothing in the mere fact of their lamenting the Savior's doom which would prove them to be His regenerated followers. Themorning cloud and the early dew are fit emblems of such fleeting emotions.
Such weeping, too, is morally powerless-it has no effect upon the mind. It does not change the character. It does not causethe putting away of sin, nor create real and saving faith in Jesus Christ. Many tears are shed under powerful sermons thatare so much wasted fluid-when the discourse is over, the sorrow has ceased. There was no work of Grace upon the inner heart,it was all surface work and no more. The worst of it is, such feeling is often deceptive, for people are apt to think, "Imust have something good in me, for what a time of weeping I had under the sermon and how tender I felt when I heard the descriptionof Christ upon the Cross!"
Yes, and thus you may wrap yourself up in the belief that you are under the influence of the Holy Spirit when, after all,it is only ordinary human feeling. You may conclude, "Surely these drops come from a heart of flesh," when it may be onlymoisture condensed upon a heart of stone! This feeling, too, may stand in the way of something a great deal better. Jesuswould not have these women weep for one thing, because they were to weep for another thing which far more seriously demandedtheir weeping! You need not weep because Christ died one-tenth as much as because your sins rendered it necessary that Heshould die! You need not weep over the Crucifixion, but weep over your transgressions, for your sins nailed the Redeemer tothe accursed tree!
To weep over a dying Savior is to lament the remedy-it were wiser to bewail the disease. To weep over the dying Savior isto wet the surgeon's knife with tears-it were better to bewail that spreading polyp which that knife must cut away! To weepover the Lord Jesus as He goes to the Cross is to weep over that which is the subject of the highest joy that ever Heavenand earth have known! Your tears are scarcely needed there-they are natural-but a deeper wisdom will make you brush them allaway and chant with joy His victory over death and the grave! If we must continue our sad emotions, let us lament that weshould have broken the Law which He thus painfully vindicated. Let us mourn that we should have incurred the penalty whichHe, even to the death, was made to endure.
Jesus wished them not so much to look at His outward sufferings as at the secret inward cause of that outward sorrow, namely,the transgression and the iniquity of His people which had laid the Cross upon His shoulders and surrounded Him with enemies!As I quoted, just now, certain verses which led us to lament our Lord, let me propose to you as better, still, those wordsof Watts-
"'Twas you, my sins, my cruel sins,
His chief tormentors were!
Each of my crimes became a nail,
And unbelief the spear.
'Twas you that pulled the vengeance down
Upon His guiltless head:
Break, break, my heart, oh burst my eyes!
And let my sorrows bleed.
Strike, mighty Grace, my flinty soul,
Till melting waters flow,
And deep repentance drowns my eyes
In sorrow and in woe."
II. Now we pass on from, "Weep not," to, "WEEP." May God the Holy Spirit help us to dwell upon that for a while with profitto our souls. Though Jesus stops one channel for tears, he opens another and a wider one. Let us look to it. First, when Hesaid, "Weep for yourselves," He meant that they were to lament and bewail the sin which had brought Him where He was, seeingHe had come to suffer for it. And He would have them weep because that sin would bring them and their children into yet deeperwoe.
You know that just before He uttered this remarkable saying, the husbands, the fathers and the sons of those women had beencrying with loud voices, "Let Him be crucified," and when Pilate had taken water and washed his hands to show that he wasinnocent of the blood of Jesus, they had imprecated upon their nation, and upon their unborn sons, the curse which followsfrom such a deed. "Then answered all the people, His blood be on us and on our children." And though these women lamentedand mourned, yet over their heads, the men who had spoken for the nation had gathered the thunder cloud of Divine Wrath! Jesuspoints to it and says, "Weep for the national sin, weep for the national curse which will surely come upon you, because youare putting the Just One to death."
Yes, deeper, still, was His meaning, for all those about Him were, in a sense, guilty of His death. And you, and I, and allthe rest of mankind have been, in our measure, the cause of the Savior's Crucifixion. Oh, Brothers and Sisters, this is thereason why we should weep-because we have broken the Divine Law and rendered it impossible that we should be saved exceptJesus Christ should die! If we have not believed in Jesus Christ, we have this cause for lamentation-that our sin abides uponus at this present moment! That curse which crushed the Savior down till He cried, Eloi, Eloi, lama Sa-bachthani, is restingupon some who are here this morning!
Souls, you need not pity the dying Christ, but pity yourselves! On your own selves your sin is resting! And your childrengrowing up unconverted, hardened in rebellion against God by your example-their sin is resting upon them, too, and this isthe overflowing cause why you should weep! And you Believers, you from whom sin has been lifted, who are forgiven for Hisname's sake-yet lament that you should have sinned-and with your joy for pardoned guilt mourn that Christ had to carry theburden which you heaped together and to bear the penalty which you deserved! All round, Brothers and Sisters, there is aboundingcause for sorrow for sin-a sweet sorrow from the Lord's people and a bitter sorrow from those who have no part nor lot inthe result of Christ's passion as yet, but who, nevertheless, are partakers in the crime which slew the Son of God!
1 beg you, now, to look again into the reason why our Lord bade them weep. It was, first, for their sin, but it was next forthe impending punishment of their sins. The punishment of the national sin of the Jew was to be the scattering of his nationand the total destruction of its holy city! And well does our Savior speak of it in terrible language, for under all Heavenand in all history there never was such a scene of misery as the siege and destruction of Jerusalem! I need not give you anyoutline of it because you must be familiar with that painful subject where every horror seems to be combined in one and exaggeratedto the utmost! Nothing has ever surpassed it! I question if anything ever equaled it.
But our Lord, as I have hinted, looked further than the Roman sword and the massacre of the Jews. Often, in His preaching,you do not know whether He is talking of the siege of Jerusalem or of the Judgment Day, for the one was on His mind such aforeshadowing, rehearsal and type of the other-so that in His language He often seemed to melt the two into one. He meansto you and to me, this morning, to speak, not of besieged Jerusalem, but of that Day of Wrath, that dreadful day-what manamong us shall be able to abide its coming? There is surely cause enough for weeping, for when that day comes it will findsome men in such a state that it would have been better for them that they had never been born!
When the dreadful sentence shall come from the Judge, "Depart, you cursed, into everlasting fire in Hell, prepared for thedevil and his angels," they will bless the barren womb and the breast at which no child has sucked! Then will impenitent sinnersbitterly exclaim, "Cursed be the day when I was born! Let not the day when my mother bore me be blessed. Cursed be the manwho brought tidings to my father, saying, A man child is born unto you; making him very glad." They will wring their handsin anguish and curse their existence and wish that they had never seen the light! So terrible will the doom of the wickedbe, that mothers who looked upon the birth of their children as the consummation of their joy, shall wish they had been barrenand never carried a babe at their breasts! They shall count those happy who were childless, whom, perhaps in their hearts,in their past lives they despised. Existence is, in itself, a blessing-but what shall be the misery which shall make men wishthat they had never breathed? Yet, alas, such is the condition of multitudes while I am speaking to you, and such will soonbe the condition of some who are looking into my face now, unless they repent! Alas! Alas! Weep for yourselves and for yourchildren!
Further, our Lord went on, with that melting voice of His, in overflowing grief to say that they might reserve their tearsfor those who would, before long, wish to be annihilated, but wish in vain. "Then shall men begin to say to the rocks, fallon us, and to the hills, cover us." The falling of the mountain would grind them to powder and they wish for that! The descentof the hill upon them would bury them in a deep abyss and they would rather be immured in the bowels of the earth foreverthan have to look upon the face of the Great Judge! They ask to be crushed outright, or to be buried alive sooner than tofeel the punishment of their sins!
Then shall be fulfilled the Word of the Lord by His servant, John, "And in those days shall men seek death, and shall notfind it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them" (Rev. 9:6). Ah, Sirs, extinction is a blessing too great to be permitted to the ungodly! Earth will have no heart of compassion forthe men who polluted her and rejected her Lord. The mountains will reply, "We fall at God's bidding, not at the petition ofHis enemies," and the hills, in their
stolid silence, will answer, "We cannot, and we would not if we could, conceal you from the Justice which you, yourselves,willfully provoked." No, there shall be no refuge for them, no annihilation into which they can fly! The very hope of it wereHeaven to the damned. Oh, could they but expect it! But it must not, shall not be. Their cry for extinction shall be in vain.
Now, if you have tears for Jesus dying, reserve them for those to whom death is but the beginning of evils! If you have griefsfor Him to whom they said, "Blessed is the womb that bore You and the paps that gave You suck," have still more tears forthose who shall curse the hour in which they were conceived! Here is, indeed, a subject which demands the tears of nationsand of ages-souls lost beyond all remedy, seeking destruction, itself, as a blessing and beginning petitions of unutterableanguish which shall never cease and never be put into use! Then our Lord goes on to draw a wonderful parallel and contrastbetween His sufferings and those to be lamented, for He says, "If they do these things in a green tree, what shall they doin the dry?" I suppose He meant, "If I, who am no rebel against Caesar, suffer so, how will those suffer whom the Romans takein actual rebellion at the siege of Jerusalem?"
And He meant, next, to say, "If I who am perfectly innocent, must nevertheless be put to such a death as this, what will becomeof the guilty?" If when fires are raging in the forest, the green trees, full of sap and moisture, crackle like stubble inthe flame, how will the old dry trees burn which are already rotten to the core and turned to touchwood-and so prepared asfuel for the furnace? If Jesus suffers, who has no sin, but is full of the life of innocence and the sap of holiness, howwill they suffer who have long been dead in sin and are rotten with iniquity? As Peter puts it in another place, "For thetime is come that judgment must begin at the house of God: and if it first begins with us, what shall the end be of them thatobey not the Gospel of God? And if the righteous scarcely are saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear?"
Note well that the sufferings of our Lord, though in some respects far beyond all conceivable woes, have yet some points aboutthem in which they differ with advantage from the miseries of lost souls. For, first, our Lord knew that He was innocent and,therefore, His righteousness upheld Him. Whatever He suffered, He knew that He deserved none of it. He had no stings of conscience,nor agonies of remorse. Now, the sting of future punishment will lie in the indisputable conviction that it is well deserved.If there were one woe in Hell more than a lost soul deserved, it would act as an opiate to its pain-but the justice of everyinfliction will be the tooth of the worm, the edge of the sword. No dream of innocence, or conceit of self-righteousness willsurvive the Judgment Day-conscience will be awakened and armed to do its work-the wicked will perceive their guilt and clingto it and this will make their punishment the more severe. The finally impenitent will be tormented by their own passionswhich will rage within them like an inward Hell.
But our Lord had none of this! There was no evil in Him, no lusting after evil, no self-seeking, no rebellion of heart, noanger or discontent. A man in whom there is no evil passion to stir up cannot know those fierce pangs and wild throes withwhich raging sin feeds the soul. Pride, ambition, greed, malice, revenge-these are the fuel of Hell's fire. Men's selves,not devils, are their tormentors! Their inward lusts are worms that never die and fires that never can be quenched! Therecould be none of this in our Divine Lord. Again, lost souls hate God and love sin, but Christ ever loved God and hated sin.
Now, to love evil is misery when undisguised and rightly understood sin is Hell. It is love of evil continued in the soulwhich causes the perpetuity of the lost estate of men. But the holy Jesus, though suffering beyond all conception, could notfeel the pangs which come of hating good and loving evil. He was the green tree and the ungodly are the dry trees. Yet ifthe Innocent One suffers so, with what pains will guilty souls be racked by their avenging consciences? Our Lord Jesus knewthat every pang He suffered was for the good of others-He endured cheerfully because He saw that He was redeeming a multitudethat no man can number from going down to the Pit. But there is no redeeming power about the sufferings of the lost-they arenot helping anyone, nor achieving a benevolent design.
The great God has good designs in their punishment, but they are strangers to any such a purpose. Our Lord had a reward beforeHim because of which He endured the Cross, despising the shame. But the finally condemned have no prospect of reward nor hopeof rising from their doom. How can they expect either? He was full of hope, they are full of despair. "It is finished" was,for Him, but there is no, "It is finished" for them. Their sufferings, moreover, are self-caused-their sin was their own.He endured agonies because others had transgressed and He willed to save them. Their
sufferings are self-chosen, for they would not be persuaded to forsake their sins. But He, from necessity of love, was madeto bleed-the cup could not pass from Him if His people were not redeemed.
The torments of the lost will be self-inflicted-they are suicides to their souls-the venom in their veins is self-createdand self-injected. They torment themselves with sin to which they cleave, but it pleased the Father to bruise the Son-butthe necessity for His bruising lay not in Himself, but in others. Now, dear Friends, I think I have said enough on this painfulmatter to assure you that the most terrible warning to impenitent men in all the world is the death of Christ. For if Godspared not His own Son, on whom was only laid imputed sin, will He spare sinners whose sins are actual and their own? If Hesmote Him to the death who only stood in the sinner's place, will He let the impenitent sinner go free? If He who always didHis Father's will and was obedient even unto death, must be forsaken of God, what will become of those who reject Christ andlive and die enemies to the Most High?
Here is cause for weeping! And, very solemnly would I say it, God help me to say it so that you may feel it-the most dreadfulthought is that perhaps we, ourselves, are in the condition of guiltiness before God and are hastening on to the judgmentwhich Christ has foretold! Oh, think if within the next six months-no, stretch it as far as you like-if within the next 50years some of us should be asking the hills to cover us and wishing that we never had been born? What an awful prospect! Andyet, unless we are renewed in heart and made Believers in Jesus Christ, that certainly must be our doom! Think of your children,too, who are growing up about you, capable of understanding and responsible for their actions. Oh, if they live as they nowlive, and die as they now are, you may wish they had never been given to you and had never borne your name! Think of thisand weep!
Dear Friends, if the Lord would put you into a right state of heart, you would scarcely think of an unconverted person's conditionwithout the deepest pity. You would not hear an oath in the street without the tear starting in your eyes! That was a dreadfulspectacle which I pictured to you just now-our Lord bearing His Cross and the women weeping. But how much more awful is thatbefore me! I see a soul carrying about itself the instrument of its own destruction and going onward with it to its doom!Sin is the cross to which the soul will be fastened and habits and depravities are the nails! The soul is bearing its sinand loving to bear it! Look, it is going to execution, but at each step it laughs! Every step it takes is bearing it towardsHell and yet it makes mirth! Lo, the infatuated one scoffs at the voice that warns him and every scoff he utters is increasinghis guilt!
Look forward to his end, its never-ending end! Look forward to it steadily, with calm and tearful gaze-is it not an awfulspectacle? But what if you should be beholding yourselves as in a vision, or seeing your child in the glass of prophecy! Ifit is your case, I beseech you, repent of your sins, bewail your condition and fly to Christ for shelter! And if it is yourchild, give Heaven no rest! Plead continually at the Throne of Grace till you have brought down a blessing from God upon youroffspring! Never cease to pray until your sons and your daughters are safely landed on the Rock of Ages and so secured therethat they will need no other rock to hide them in the day when Christ shall come.
I beseech you, beloved Christian Friends, ask for tenderness towards sinners, towards all sinners, and let your tendernessbe shown in fervent prayer, in incessant effort and in holy sympathy towards the wandering ones. Alas, I have but stutteredand stammered compared with the manner in which I hoped to have spoken! I may have failed in expressing myself, but God canbless the word none the less! The subject is worthy of an angel's tongue! It needs Christ, Himself, to expound it completely.Would God He might, by His Spirit, expound it to your hearts in the leisure of this afternoon. Amen.
PORTION OF SCRIPTURE READ BEFORE SERMON-Luke 23:1-31. HYMNS FROM "OUR OWN HYMN BOOK"-178, 265, 312.