Paul's Sermon Before Felix

“Aud as he reasoned of righteousness, temj)erance, and judgment U3 coma, Fciix trembled, and answered. Go thy way for thia time; when I have a convenient season, I wUl call for theo.” — Acra, xxiv. 25.

The power of the gospel aypears in marvelous grandeur wlieu we see its hold upon hearts devoted to it, when subjected to trouble, persecution, and sorrow. How mighty must that gospel be, which, when it gained an entrance into the heart ot” Paul, could never be driven out of it! For it he sufiered the loss of all things, and as for them, he counted them but dung, that he might win Christ. To spread the truth, he encountered hardships, shipwrecks, perils on the land, and perils by sea; but none of these things moved him, neither did he count his life dear unto him, that he might win Christ antl be found m him. Persecution followed persecution; of the Jews was he beaten with rods; he was dragged from one tribunal to another; scarce in any city did he find anjTihing but bonds and imprisonment awaiting him. Attacked in his own country — he is accused at Jerusalem, and arraigned at Cesarea; he is taken from one tribunal to another to be tried for his life. But mark how he always maintains the prominent jtassion of his soul. Put him where you may, he seems to be like John Bunyan, who says, “If you let me out of prison to-day, I will )reach the gospel again to-morrow, by the grace of God.” Nay, more than that, he preached it in prison, before his judges he i)roclaimcd it. Standing up before the Sanhidrim, he cries, “As touching the resurrection of the dead I am called in question.” When brought to stand before Agrippa, he tells out his conversion, and so sweetly speaks ol the grace of God, that the king himself cries,” Almost

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thou peisuadest me to be a Christian;” and here in our text when he stands before the Roman Procurator, to be tried for Ut’e or death, instead of entering into a defence of himself, lie reasons “of righteousness, continence, and judgment to come,’” until his judge trembles, and he that sits upon the throne takes the prisoner’s place, while the prisoner judges him, in anticipation of that time when the saints shall judge the angels, as assessors with Christ Jesus. Why, once let a mati believe the gospel, and determine to spread it, and it makes him a grand man. If he be a man destitute of power, intellect, and talent, it makes him grandly earnest in his arduous desire to serve Christ, in the little measure in which he can do it; but if he be a gifted man, it sets his whole soul on lire, brings out all his powers, develops everything that lies hidden, digs up every talent that had been buried in its naykin, and spreads out all the gold and silver of man’s intellectual wealth, displaying it all to the honor of that Christ who has bought it all with his blood.

We might stay a little while and dilate on this thought, and show you how, in all ages, this has been the ti-uth, that the power of the gospel has been eminently proved in its influence over men’s hearts, proving the truth of that utterance of Pan’, when he said, that neither tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword, shall separate them from the love of God, which is in Jesus Christ their Loid. But instead of so doing, I invite you to contemplate the text more closely. We have before us a picture containnig thr.,e characters: Felix and Drusilla, sitting side by side upon the judgment-seat; Paul, the prisoner, brought in bound in chains, to explain to Drusilla and Felix the doctrines of the Christian religion, in order that he might either be acquitted or condemned to die. You have a judge extremely willing to put the prisoner to death, because he desired to please the Jews;’ you have, on the other hand, a prisoner, unabashed, who comes before the judge, and without any debate, begins to unfold the gospel, selecting a certain part of it, described in our text as reasoning concerning “righteousness, temperance, and judgment to come.” The judge trembles, dismisses the prisonel in haste, and promises to attend to him at a convenient season

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Note, first then, the appropriate sermon; note, secondly, the affected audience — fur the uudience was certainly moved — “Felix trembled!” Note, in xXxwiWj, iha lamentable disappointment. Instead of attending to the message, “Go thy way” was all that Paul had.

I. First, then, we have an .u’pkopbiate sermom”. Just hear ti’i- a moment or two the history of Felix,. Felix was orig irally a slave; he was freed by Claudius, and became one of the uifamous favorites of the emperor. Of course in that capacity he pandered to his master’s vices, and was at all times prepared to indulge the Emperor in every lustful wish of his abominable 1 eart. Through this he became promoted, and ran through the stages of Roman preferment, until he obtained the Governorship of Judea. Whilst he was Governor there, he committed every act of extortion- which it was possible for him to comniit, and went so fir at last, that the Emperor Nero was obliged to recall him, and he would have been severely punished for his critncs, had it not been for the influence of his brother Pallas, another freednian, with the Emperor, through whom he obtained a release, after a sharp rebuke. The Roman historian, Tacitus, says, “He exercised, in Judea, the imperial functions with a mei’cenary soul.” You may easily see, then, how appropriate was the discourse, when the apostle Paul reasoned concerning righteousness. Felix had been an unjust extortioner, and the apostle i)urposely selected righteousness to be a topic of his discourse. By the side of Felix sat Drusilla; in the verse preceding our text she is called his wife. It is said she was a Jewess. This Drusilla was a daughter of Herod Agrippa, the great — a woman noted in that age for her supei’lative charms, and for her unbridled voluptuousness. She had been once affianced to Antiochus, who, upon the death of Herod, refused to marry her. She Avaa afterward married to Azizus, the king of the Amehcnes, who, although a heathen, was so fond of her, that he submitted to the most rigorous rites of the Jewish religion in order to obtain her in marriage. His love was but ill-requited, for in a little time she deserted him at the instigation of Felix, and was, at the time cf Paul’s address, living as the wife of tbfl lascTvious Felix. We may easily understand then, why the apostle Paul, fixing his stern eye on Drusilla, ]-easoned concerning continence, and publicly rebuked both Felix and Drusilla for the shameless lust in which they were publicly living. And then you may imagine since there was now a court sit ling, and Felix himself was the judge, and Paul the prisoner, iiow strikingly appropriate was the last theme — “judgment to pome.”

I think, my brethren, it would not be very hard for us to iiiagine how well the apostle handled this subject. I can ct-’nceive that Felix expected to have a grand disquisition upon S(-me recondite themes of the gospeL Possibly he expected that the apostle Paul would reason concerning the resurrecthm of the dead. He thought perhaps that predestination, election, and free will would be the topics oi the apostle’s discourse. “Surely,” thought he, “he will tell me those deep and hidden matters in which the gospel of Jesus difters from Judaism.” iNot so. In another place, on Mar’s Hill, the apostle would speak of resurrection; in another place he could speak of election, and declare that God was the potter, and mar, was but the clay. This was not the place for that; and this was not the time for such subjects; this was the time for pr».15iching the plain precepts of the gospel, and for dealing steiuly with a wicked man who sat in eminent i)0wer. Conceive then, the pointed manner of his opening discourse — How he would address Felix concerning righteousness. I can imagine how he would bring before the mind of Felix, the widow who had been defrauded of inheritance, the fathei-less children, who, cast from affluence, were led to beg their bi’ead. I can suppose how he brought before the mind of that base man the many bribes that he had taken, when he sat upon Lis judgment-seat. He would recall to him the false decisions that he had given; he would remind him how the Jews, as a nation, had been oppressed — how, by taxation, they had been ground to the earth; he would bring before him the scene aftei another, where avarice had overridden equity, boldly and sternly depicting the exact character of the man; and then, at the end, deciarin<; that such men could have no in herilaiice in ty)e kingdom of God — bidding hini repent of this nis wickedness, that Ins sins might be forgiven him. Then gently and dehcately turning to the other subject, I can imagine how he would fix his eyes ujjon Drusilla, and remind her that she had lost everything for which a woman ought to live, and solemnly bring the most powerful motives to bear upon her lascivious heart; and then turning to Felix, would remind him that adulterers, fornicators, and unclean persons, have no inheritance in the kingdom of God — reminding him how the vices of a ruler would tend to pollute a nation, and how the iniquities of the nation of the Jews must, in a great measure, be laid to his charge. I can conceive how, for a moment, Felix would bite his lips. Paul gave him no time for anger and passion; for in a moment, in a fury of impassioned eloquence, he introduced the “judgment to come.” He made Felix think he saw the great white throne, the books opened, and himself arraigned before his judge: he made him hear the voices of the trumpet — the “Come ye blessed” — the “Depart ye cursed.” He petrilied him, nailed him to his seat, opened his ears, and made them listen, while with stern and impassioned earncBtness, though his hands were bound with chains, he used the liberty of the gospel in upbraiding him. Well do I conceive that then Felix began to tremble. He that had been base, and mean, and perfidious, trembled like a coward slave, as he really was; and though sitting on throne, he pictured himself already damned. What he next would have done we can not tell, ii’ the devil had not then suggested to him that it was time to rise; for in hot haste he and Urusilla left the throne. “Go thy way for this time; when I have convenient season, I will call lor thee.”

Hear me, then, brethren 1 What the apostle Paul did, every minister ought to do. He selected a topic appropriate to his audience. It is ours ever to do the same. But are there not to be fomid many ministers who, if they addressed kings and princes, would pour out before them the vilest adulation and flattery that ever came from mortal lips? Are there not many who, when they are aware the great and mighty ones are Usteuing to them, trim their doctrine, cut the

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edges of their speech, and endeavor in some way or othei to make themselves pleasing to their audience? Can there not be fomid many ministers who, if addressing an Autinomian audience, would contiiie themselves strictly to predestination and reprobation? and ministers who, if they addressed an audience of philosophers, would just talk about morality but never mention such words as the covenant of grace and salvation by blood? Are there not some to be found, who think the highest object of the minister is to attract the multitude and then to please them? O my God! how solemnly ought each of us to bewail our sin, if we feel that we have been guilty in this matter. What is it to have pleased men? Is there aught in it that can make our head lie easy on the pillow of our death? Is there aught in it that can give us boldness in the day of judgment, or cause us happiness when we face thy tribunal, O Judge of quick and dead? No, my bi’ethren, we must always take our texts so that we may bear upon our hearers with all our might. I hope I may never jDreach before a congregation — I desire always to preach to you; nor do I wish to exhibit powers of elocpxence, nor would I even pretend to exhibit any depth of learning. I would simply say,” Hear me, my IcUow men, for God doth send me unto you. There are some things that concern you; I will tell you of them. You are dying; many of you when you die must perish for ever; it is not fur me to be amusing you with some deep things that may instruct your intellect but do not enter your hearts; it is for me to fit the arrow to the string and send it home — to unsheathe the sword — be the scabbard never so glittering, to cast it aside, and let the majesty of naked truth smite at your hearts; for in the day of judgment aught beside personal home-speaking will be consumed as wood, and hay, and stubble; but these shall abide, like the gold and silver and precious stones that can not be consumed.

But some men will say, “Sir, ministers ought not to be personal” Ministers ought to be personal, and they will never be true to their Master till they are. I admire Jolm Knox for going, Bible in hand, to Queen Mary, and sternly upbraiding her. I admit I do not exactly love the way in winch he did it; but the thing itself I love. The woman had been a sinner, and he told her so flat to her faoe But now we poor craven sons of nobodies have to stand and talk about generalities; we are afraid to point you out and tell you of your ains personally. But, blessed be God, from that fear I have been delivei’ed long ago. There walketh not a man on the surface of this earth whom I dare not reprove. There are none of you, however connected with me by ties of profession or in any other respect, that I would blush to speak personally to, as to the things of the kingdom of God; and it is only by being bold, courageous, and sending home the truth, that Ave shall at last be free from the blood of our hearers. May God grant us the power of Paul, that we may reason on appropriate subjects, and not select generalities, when we oufrht to be pushing home ti-uths to the consciences of our hearers. After all, the apostle Paul needs no eulogy. The best eulogy that could be passed on the apostle was the fact that “FeHx trembled.” And that brings us to the second part of our discourse.”

II. “Felix trembled.” Yes, the poor jjrisoner, navmg nought wherewith to assist him in the delivery of the truth but having everything to his disadvantage — the chain, the prison dress, the character of one that had stirred up sedition in a nation — this poor prisoner, with believing hand, laid hold on the sword of truth, and with this he did divide in sunder the joints and marrow. He did beard the lion in his den. Even now I see him look the governor sternly in the face, attack him in his heart, drive him from his excuses, push the word home at the point of the bayonet of tiuth, drive him from every refuge of hes, and make him tremble! O marvellous power of a preached gospel! O mighty truth that God is with the ministry, when the kings of the earth that takg counsel together are yet dismayed by it. Who is he that dot! not see here something more than human eloquence, when prisoner becomes the judge and the prince upon the throne becomes the criminal? “Felix trembled.” Have I no* soma here who have experienced the same f 3elings as Felix? Some i?00 PAUL’S SERMON BKFOKE FELIX.

plain-spoken minister has told you something that was rather too plain for you. At first you were angry; on second thoughts, and as the man moved on in his discourse, you be came chagrined that you gave him the opportunity of thus exposing you, as you imagined. A better thought struck you, and you saw at once that the man could have no intention personally to insult you; and then your feelings changed, Thimderbolt after thunderbolt fell from his lips; he seemed a very Jupiter Tonans sitting upon his throne, casting lightnings from his lips. Te began to tremble. “Verily here is n man that has told me all things that ever I did; is not this man sent from Christ?” Ah! and thus you have borne your witness to the truth of the gospel. Though you have not felt its power to your salvation, yet you have been an unwilling witness that the gospel has been true; for you have felt its power when it made your knees knock together, and your eyes run down with tears.

But what is it that makes men tremble under the soimd of the Gospel? Some say it is their conscience. Yes, and doubtless it is in some sense. Tlu) poet said, “Conscience makes cowards of us all;” and certainly, when the minister’s exposition is faithful and pertinent to our own case, conscience, if it be not thoroughly seared and dead, will make the blush mantle on our cheeks. But I take it that conscience of itself is so thoroughly corrupt, together with all the other powers of manhood, that it would never even make a man go so fiu’ as trembling, if there were not something at work upon the conscience, besides being left to its own natural force. My brethren, I believe that what some people call natural conviction is, after all, the work of the Spirit. Some very profound divines are so fond of the doctrine that the Holy Spirit always works efficaciously, that they think that the Spirit never can work a transitory emotion in a man’s soul; they impute such things to conscience. And if they see a man like Felix trembhng, they say ’tis all natural conscience! Now, do they not see that they are in this touching on another doctrme eq lally dear to them — the doctrine of total depravity? — for if men be totally depraveil by nature, then,

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as trembling is a good thing, they are not capable even of that without some inllucnce of the Holy Spirit. The fact is, my liearcrs, the Holy Spirit works in two ways. In some men’s hearts he worics with restraining Grace only, and the restraining Grace, though it will not save them, is enough to keep them from breaking out into the open and corru])t vices in which some men indulge who are totally left by the restraints of the Spirit. Now, there was in Felix some little portion of this restraining Grace; and when the Apostle laid the Gospel open to him, this restraining Grace quickened the conscience, and compelled Felix to tremble, Mark you, this Grace man may resist and does resist; for albeit that the Holy Spirit is Omnipotent and never can be resisted when he works Omnipotently, yet as a strong man may sometimes not put out all his strength, but work with his finger, for instance, so that he may permit even a gnat or an ant to overcome him, even so the Holy Spirit sometimes works but temporarily and but for good and excellent purposes, which he always accomplishes; but he allows men to quench and resist his intluences, so that salvation is not so much as approached thereby, God the Holy Spirit may work in men some good desires and feelings, and yet have no design of savmg them. But mark, none of these feelings are things that accompany sure salvation, for if so, they would be continued. But he does not work Omnipotently to save, except in the persons of his own elect, whom he assuredly bringeth to himself. I believe, then, that the trembling of Felix is to be accounted for by the restraining grace of the Spirit quickening his conscience and making him tremble.

But what shall be said of some of you who never tremble? Thou hast come hither this morning with thy brazen face, and with thine impudent and arrogant heart. Thou hast been mouthing high heaven with thy hlasphemies; and now thou standest all unmoved and unabashed in the house of God. Though a Baxter should rise from the dead, and with moving sighs and tears should prsich the Gospel, you would laugh and scoff; though Boanerges with a tongue of thunder should come and preach to you, you would turn uj) your lip and find

Home fault with his oratory, and his words would never reach your heai’t. O ungodly generation! how hath God given you up, and how hath hell bewitched you? O race of evil doers! children that are corrupters! how are ye seared. My sou! read i with prophetic glance the handwriting on the wall I You are condemned already; you are past hope, “tree* plucked up by the roots, twice dead.” For m the fact that ye tremble not, tnere is proof not only of your death but of your positive corrujDtion. Ye shall die as ye are, without hope, without trust or refuge; for he that hath lost freling hath lost hope; he that is past conscience God the Holy Spirit hath given up, and he will no more strive with him for ever.

III. And now, passing rapidly over this point of the ‘vembling audience, we come in the next place to the lamentable DISAPPOINTMENT which Paul experienced, when he saw Felix rise in haste, and dismiss him from his presence. “It is -wonderful,” said a good man once to a minister, “it is wonderful to see a whole congregation moved to tears by the preaching of the Word.” “Yes,” said that minister, “it is wonderful; but I know a wonder ten times greater than that: the wonder is, that those people should so soon wipe away their tears and forget what they have heard.” ‘Tis wonderful that Felix trembled before Paul; ’tis more wonderful that Felix should say, “Go thy way.” “‘Tis strange, ’tis passing strange,” that when the word touches the conscience, even then pin hath such power over men, that the truth can be repulsed a?”^d driven out of the heart. Felix, unhappy Felix! why is it that thou dost rise from thy judgment-seat? Is it that thou hast much business to do? Stop, Felix; let Paul speak to thee a minute longer. Thou hast business: but hast thou no business for thy soul? Stop, unhappy man! Art thou about again to be extortionate, again to make thy personal riches greater! Oh! stop: canst thou not spare another minute for thy poor soul? It is to live for ever: hast thou naught laid up for it — no hope in heaven, no blood of Christ, no pardon of sin, no sanctifying Spirit, no imputed rigliteousnes-s? Ah! man there will be a time when the business that seem?

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BO important to thee will prove to have been but a day-drt.im, a jjoor substitute for the solid realities thou hast forgotten. Dost thou reply, “Nay, the king has sent me an urgent commission; I must attend to Citsar.” Ah 1 Felix, but thou hast a greater monarch than Caesar: there is one who is Emperor of heaven and Lord of earth; canst thou spare no time to at t<nid to his commands? Before his presence Caesar is but a worm. Man! wilt thou obey the one, and wilt thou despise the other? Ah! no; 1 know what thou durst not say. Felix, thou art tm-ning aside again to indulge in thy lascivious pleasures. Go, and Drusilla M’ith thee! But stop! Darest thou do that, with that last word ringing in thy ears, “Judgment to come.” What! wilt thou repeat that wanton dal-Uance that hath damned thee already, and wilt thou go again to imbrue thy hands in lust, and doubly damn thy spirit, after warnings heard and felt? O man! I could weep o’er thee, to think that as the bullock goeth to the slaughter, and as the lamb licks the knife, so dost thou go back to the sin that destroys thee, and to the lust that ruins thee. You, too, many of you, have often been impressed under the ministry. I know what you have said on the Monday moniing, after deep searchings of heart on the Sabbath: you have said, “I must attend to business, I must see after the things of this world.” Ah! you will say that one day, when hell shall laugh you in the face for your folly. Think of men that are dying every day saying, “We must live,” and forgetting that they must die. O poor soul! to be caring about that house, thy body, and neglecting the tenant within! Another repUes, “I must have a Uttle more pleasure.” Pleasure dost thou call it? What! can there be pleasure in turnhig suicide to thine own soul — pleasure in defying thy Maker, trampling on his laws, despising his race? If this be pleasure, ’tis a pleasure over which angels might weep. What, man, wilt thou coimt this pleasure when thou comest to die? Above all, wilt thou count this pleasure when thou dost stand before thy Maker’s bar at last? It is a strange delusion that causes thee to believe a lie. There is no pleasure in that wlvich brings wrath upon thy soul, even to the uttermost.

But the usual reply is, “There is time enough yet.” Tha young man says, “Let me alone till T grow old.” And yoa old men, what do you say? I can suppose that the youth look a forward to life, and expects to find a future time more convenient. But there are some of you o’er whose heads seventy winters have blown. When do you hope to find a convenient season? You are within a few days’ march of the tomb: if you do V, it open your poor dull eyes, you may see death but a slight distance in advance. The young may die; the old must I To sleep in youth is to sleep in a siege; to sleep in old age is to slumber duiing the attack. What! man, wilt thou that art so near thy Maker’s bar still put him olF with a “Go thy way?” What! procrastinate now, when the knife is at thy throat — when the worm is at the heart of the tree, and the branches have begun to wither — when the grinders fail even now, because they are few, and they that look out of the windows are darkened? The sere and yellow leaf has come upon thee, and thou art still imready for thy doom! O man ’ of all fools, a fool with a gray head is the worst fool anywhere. With one foot in the grave, and another foot on a sandy foundation, how shall I depict you, but by saying to you, as God said to the rich man, “Thou fool! a few more nights and thy soul shall be required of thee;” and then where art thou?

But still the common cry is, “There is time eno-^gh.’’ Even the worldly moralist said, “Time enough is alwayr little enough.” Time enough, man! What for? Surely you have spent time enough in sin: the time past may “sufiice ^olx to have wrought the will of the Gentiles.” What! time enough to serve a God that laid down his life for you? No! eternity will not be too long to utter his praise, and therefore it can not be too long to love him here, and serve him the few remaining days that you are to live on earth.

But stop! I will reason with you. Come, Felix! thou ghalt not go away this morning till my whole soul hath poured itself out over thee, not until I have cast mine arms roimd thee, and tried to stop thee this time from turning from tJio face of hun that bids thee live. Thou sayest, “Another umo”

flow knowest thou that thou wilt ever feel again as thou feciest now? This moniing, perhaps, a voice is saying in thine Iieart, “Prepare to meet thy God.” To-nioriow that voice will be hushed. The gayeties of the ball-room and the theater will put out that voice that warns thee now, and perhaps thou wilt never hear it again. Men all have their warnings, and all men who perish have had a last warnhtg. Perhaps this is your last warning. You are told to-day, that except ye repent, ye must perish, except ye put your trust in Christ, ye must be cast away forever. Perhaps no honest lip will again warn you; perhaps no tearful eye will ever look on you affectionately again; God to-day is pulling the reins tight to check you fiom your lust; perhaps, if to day you spurn tho bit, and rush madly on, he will throw the reins upon your back, saying, “Let him alone;” and then it is a dark steeple-chase between earth and hell, and you will run it in mad confusion, never thinking of a hell till you find yourself past warning, past reyentance, past faith, past hope.

But again: how knowest thou, if thou shouldst ever have these feelings again, God will accept thee then? “To-day,” he says, “to-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts.” This hour his love weepeth over you, and his bowels yearn for you. To-day he says, “Come, let us reason together; though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as wool; and though they be red like crimson, they shall be whiter than snow.” Do you to-day turn a deaf ear to him? Do you to-day forego his invitation and despise his warning? Take heed! You may one day need what now you des])i.se, and you may then cry to him, but he will not hear you; you may then pray to him, but he vv-ill shut out your prayer, and his only answer will be, “I called!^’’” I called, and you refused. You stood against that pillar under the gallery; / called and you refused! I stretched out my hands, as if I would bring you to my bosom, and no man regarded me You were there in the gallery; you listened, but it was as though you heard not; therefore” — and oh! the dreadfAu conclusion! —” I also will laugh at your calamity, I will mock when yyir fear conieth.’*’’ Stay! those are not my words thoy are God’s words. Turn ye to the book of Proverbs, and find them there. It were a harsh thing for me to say of God; but God says it of Imnself, and God is true, though every man be a bar; and if he be true, how know ye that he may not despise your prayer one day, shut out your cry, and banish yon forever?

But again, how do you know that you shall live to be warned again? Said a minister once, when I gently hinted to him that he had not preached the gosyel that morning, “No, I did not mean to preach to sinners in the morning; but I will preach to them in the evening.” “Ah!” said L “but what if some of your congregation of the morning shoukl be in hell before the evening.” So may I say to you. You have promised to go to a friend’s house to-day, you think you can not break that promise; you wish you could. You wish you could go home and fall on youi- knees and pray; but no, you can not, because your promise binds you. You will have a convenient season one of these days! And so God Almighty is to wait man’s convenience! How do you know you will live till that convejiience comes? A little too much heat or too much cold within the brain — a little too fast flowing of the blood, or a little too slow circulation thereof — some little turning of the fluids of the body in a wrong direction, and you are dead!

“Dangers stand thick through all tho ground,
To bear you to the touib,
And tiorce diseases wait around,
To hurry mortals home.”

Oh! why will you then dare to procrastinate, and say, “Time enough yet?” Will your soul ever be saved by your saymg “Time enough yet?” Archbishop Tillotson well says, “A man might say I resolve to cat, but the resolve to eat would never feed his body. A man might say, I am resolved to drink, but the resolve to drink would never slake his thirst.” And you may say,” I am resolved by-and-by to seek God;’ but yom- resolve will not save you. It is not the forgetful hearer but the doer of the word that shall be blessed therein.

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Ob that ye might now say — ‘J’o-day, my God, to-day I confess my sin; to-day I ask thee to manifest thy grace; to-day receive my guilty soul, and show me a Saviour’s blood; to-day I renounce my folHcs, my vices, and my sins, constrained by Sovereign Grace; to-day I cast away my good work a as my ground of trust; to-day I cry,

“Nothing hi my hands I bring,
Simply to thy cross I chngi”

Oh I happy minister who shall have such an audiejice! — happier than Paul, if he should know that his congregation had said this! Come, O Holy Spirit, and draw unwilling hearts, and make them bow before the scepter of sovereign grace.

Preaching, you see, takes away my voice. Ah! it is not that. It is not the preachmg, but the sighing over your souls that is the hard work. I could preach forever: I could stand here day and night to tell my Master’s love, and warn poor souls; but ’tis the after-thought that will follow me when I descend these pulpit steps, that many of you, my hearers, will neglect this warning. You will go; you -will walk into the street; you will joke; you will laugh. My Master says, “Son of man, hast thou heard what the children of Isi-ael say t’onceraing thee? Behold, thou art as one that playeth a tune upon an instrument; they make merry with thee, and they go their ways.” Yes, but that were little. To be laughed at is no great hardship to me. I can delight in scotls and jeers; cat icatui-es, lampoons, and slanders, are my glory; of these ihings I boast, yea, in these I will rejoice. But that you should turn from your own mercy, this is my sorrow. Spit jn me, but oh! repent! Laugh at me: but oh! believe in my Master! Make my body as the dirt of the streets, if you wiJl: but damn not your own souls! Oh! do not despise your own mercies. Put not away from you the gospel of Christ. There are many other ways of playing fool beside that. Carry coals in your bosom: knock your head against a wall: but do not Jamn yotn- souls for the mere sake of being a fool, for fooLs to laugh at. Oh! be in earnest upon an earnest subject. If there be no hereafter, live as you like; if there be no heaven, if there be no hell, laugh at me! But if these things be true, and you believe them, I charge you. as I shall face you at the judgment bar of the Lord Jesus in the day of judgment — I charge you, by your own immortal welfare, lay these things to heart. Prepare to meet your God, O sons of Israel! And the Lord heljj you in tJ*is thing j for Jesus’ sake. Amen.