A Sermon Delivered On Sunday Evening, By C. H. Spurgeon, At The Metropolitan Tabernacle, Newington. 4/15/2011*4/15/2011
My father, if the prophet had told you to do some great thing, would you not have done it? How much rather then, when he says to you, “Wash and be clean?” (2 Kings 5:13)
1. I myself am somewhat in the position of Elijah, when Naaman, the Syrian, came dashing up with his horses and with his chariot, and stood at the door of the house of the prophet. There are before me in this house, I fear, many who are spiritually diseased. Your motive for coming up to this assembly should be to hear the gospel, and to discover the remedy by which your spiritual disease may be cured. But let me ask what really are the thoughts that occupy your minds? I can suppose that you are looking for different things from me. One, perhaps, imagines that something will be said odd and strange that shall provoke a smile: another imagines that I shall labour to make some display of elocution and speak tender words softly, like flakes of feathered snow melting as they fall, and so draw out the silent, graceful tear. When both of these are equally disappointed, you will probably say to yourselves, “Well, it is only the old story we used to hear when we went to the Sunday School; it is just what we have listened to Sunday after Sunday, until we turn away saturated with it. It is, believe in Jesus Christ and live; there is nothing fresh or new to stimulate our intellect; nothing original to whet our curiosity. In whatever form the preacher puts it, whatever illustrations he uses to enforce it, it comes to just what we have always heard — ‘believe and live.’ ” Immediately you take offence. Because it is so simple and so plain, you will not attend to it. I will therefore suppose myself to mingle in the crowd as you leave, and come up to you, one by one, and kindly take you by the hand, and say, “If the preacher had told you about some new and strange thing, some difficult matter, you would have inclined your ear and devoted your heart to it; how much more, then, when he has simply told you a plain matter, and laid before you a simple method by which you may obtain pardon for your sin, cleansing for your guilt, and health and cure for your conscience! If the intricate and the difficult would have commanded your interest, how much more should the simple and the easy engross your attention?” The thing I spoke of cannot be done — wish it as I might. I cannot speak to everyone of you individually. It remains that I stand here, returning the glance of each and all of you as best I can, while I speak with you freely and friendly, but firmly and truly, about the things that make for your peace.
2. I. Our subject shall be full of remonstrance. First of all, let me notice the PRIDE OF MAN’S HEART.
3. This great man stands there before your mind’s eye, the captain of the army of the king of Syria. He is a typical character, or to say the least, he is a representative man. His haughty bearing prompts the enquiry, “Who is this?” As you learn that he holds a high office, that he has served his country well, and that he enjoys the favour of his king, you will be apt to consider him a man of distinction, one to be admired. But look at him more closely; observe his pale face and his emaciated frame, and your pity is moved; now you ask with concern, what ails this mighty man of valour? The fatal secret is quickly told, he is a leper. Why then does he come here with his splendid trappings to Samaria? Surely it is not to air his nobility, but to get relief from his debility that he takes this journey into the land of Israel. How better then could his distressing case be met than by the simple message which Elisha sent him? The manner disappoints his expectation; his temper is irritated by a method of treatment that he thinks is beneath his dignity; and he indignantly rejects the faithful admonition of the prophet. The more you consider his circumstances, the more surprise you will feel at his conduct. Why, his own servants respectfully expostulate with him, “My father, if the prophet had told you to do some great thing, would you not have done it?” Ah! he thinks himself to be great, and therefore only a great thing will be becoming. If he is commanded to make some great sacrifice, or to do some great service, he will do it and do it willingly. It suits his high and lofty nature. I am not about to launch on a sea so wide as the theme of human pride in general — that would require many a sermon — but only this one point of human pride, which shows itself in wanting to do some great thing in order to obtain eternal salvation, concerns us now. It is a universal rule of the entire family of man, in every place and at every time, that man wants to do some great thing by which to restore himself to the favour of God. If you had asked the ancient heathen how men could win the favour of the gods, they would have told you that, like Socrates, they must drink the hemlock cup, and die with words of cheer upon their lips, or like the brave ten thousand under Xenophon, (a) cut their way through innumerable difficulties, or die like victims for freedom at the pass of Thermopylae. (b) For such men there would be quiet resting places in the Elysian (c) fields, and perhaps some men might be caught up to high Olympus, to sit down in the circle of the celestials. That was the old heathen notion, and it is much the same in the present day. To obtain salvation, a man, among the Hindus, must torture himself; must lie down in the path of the car of Juggernaut (d) to be crushed, or hold up his hand until it grows stiff, and he is unable to take it down. All forms of self-denial and of torture are practised to this very day in the heathen world, for man longs to do some great thing that he may be cured of his spiritual leprosy. This is the character of heathenism in every place.
4. The Jews ought to have known better. They had a pure law put before them; they ought to have perceived the impossibility of their altogether keeping it, and in their constant sacrifices there was a very distinct intimation given to them that the salvation of man must depend upon the offering of a sacrifice given by another for his ransom. But in our Lord’s day the Jews had the idea that a man must make the phylactery wide on the hem of his garment, if he would enter into eternal life. He must fast on certain days of the week, must wash so many times a day when he had been to the market place, or had been with the multitude; that he must, in fact, do some great thing or other in order that he might be healed of his sin. That was the Jewish notion everywhere.
5. And this is the kernel of the Roman Catholic system. Stripped of its less important features, it comes to this, that you must do some great thing if you wish to be saved and enter into eternal life — wearing hair shirts, (e) abstaining from meat on Fridays, and secluding yourself in a nunnery or a monastery; or if you would do it perfectly, get up to the top of a pillar with Simon Stylites, (f) and there live as a noble specimen of humility in obscurity. This is what Romanism says in some form or other: “By doing some great thing, work out your own salvation, and work it out constantly.” I know the canon of inspiration is partly acknowledged; I know there is something said about the blood of Jesus Christ; I know the work of the Spirit is not entirely denied, but at the same time this is the main evil; there is a superscription written over the gospel — not that the tablet is summarily obliterated, but that the handwriting is written over, so that you cannot decipher the original record — “Do this and you shall live.”
6. Nor less is it the current religion of this exceedingly Protestant country. Most of the men you encounter, if they have not been accustomed to attending an evangelical ministry, and catch the phrases of religious society, you will find adhering to the doctrine, that goodness, virtue, morality, excellence, and subscriptions to charitable objects, will win eternal life for us. The businessman has never been in the bankruptcy court, therefore he is clean from the great transgression, and he will be saved. The labourer who has always paid his way, and never had relief from the parish, is exemplary in the eyes of the poor law guardians, and he will be saved — every man in his own order, and each with his mode of respectability. I do not know all the forms that the certificate takes, but the general belief current everywhere is that good people of all kinds are sure to be saved. You are to do some great thing; you are to be better than your neighbours, to keep yourselves above the common crowd, and you shall certainly without fail attain to everlasting life. Though some have thought that we may preach the doctrine of justification by faith too nakedly, and affirm it too frequently, I have the fullest possible belief that we have not erred yet in that direction, we still need to keep on hammering in the public ear that great truth, that by the works of the law shall no flesh living be justified; he who believes has everlasting life. We need to revive more clearly and fully the old testimony which Christ has left to us, that “he who believes and is baptised shall be saved, but he who does not believe shall be damned.”
7. Here, then, is human pride always longing to do some great thing. I have mentioned several phases it assumes, but to make the description complete, I must bring home the censure to myself and to you. I honestly confess that before I knew Christ and the way of salvation by his finished work, I would have done anything in order to be saved. Such was my sense of guilt, and such my fear of the wrath to come, that no pilgrimage would have been too wearisome, no pain too intense, no slavery too severe, to appease my troubled conscience. I would gladly have laid down my life, if I might have saved my soul by it. Times without number have I thought I wished I had never been born; and could there have been put before me any possible form of penance, although it might have consisted of excruciating agony, I am sure I would gladly have accepted it if I might be saved. Little did I think that it was done for me by another, and that what I had to do was to accept what had been done, and not to do anything except to trust in Christ. I appeal to any unprofessing unconverted people here, whether you do not say inwardly when you hear a gospel sermon, “I do not understand this believing; I cannot make it out; it puzzles me; I wish the preacher would tell me immediately what I had to do, and I would do it?” Supposing you had to walk to John O’Groat’s house, you would start off tonight if your soul could be saved by it. You would open your hearts to notice all the particulars of duty, and you would with those little pencils be jotting down every minute point of rite or custom, in order that you might make yourselves secure concerning salvation. It just suits us all, indeed it does. We all lean that way because we are proud, we do not like to be saved by charity, we cannot conceive it to be possible that so simple a thing as relying and trusting upon Christ can save our souls; and yet not only can it save us, but nothing else can. Not only is there salvation in Christ, but there is salvation in no other, for there is no other name given under heaven, among men, by which we must be saved.
8. II. We can all see in Naaman’s case, that IT WOULD BE A GREAT PITY IF HE SHOULD BE SO PROUD AS TO GO HOME WITH THE LEPROSY STILL IN HIM.
9. Would he not be a great fool? Would his arrogance not be obviously the very highest form of madness, if it led him to reject the only method of cure? Make the case, however, your own, while I say a little about the folly of men who will not come and trust in Jesus Christ, because they want to be doing some great thing. This is a grievous infatuation, my dear friend, and I will try to show you how. The great things you propose to do, these works of yours, what comparison do they bear to the blessing which you hope to obtain? I suppose by these works, whatever they may be, you hope to obtain the favour of God, and procure a place in heaven. What is it, then, you propose to offer? What estimation could you bring to God? Lebanon is not sufficient to burn, nor its beasts for a burnt offering. Would you bring him rivers of olive oil, or ten thousand of the fat of fed beasts? Suppose you were to empty Potosí (g) of its silver, and Golconda (h) should be drained of its diamonds; indeed, count up all the treasures that couch beneath the surface of the earth: if you brought them all, what would they be to God? And if you could pile up gold reaching from the lowest most parts of the earth to the highest heavens, what would the mass be to him? How could all this enrich his coffers, or buy your salvation? Can he be affected by anything you do to augment the sum of his happiness, or to increase the glory of his kingdom? If he were hungry, he would not tell you. “The cattle upon a thousand hills,” he says, “are mine.” (Psalms 50:10) Your goodness may please your fellow creatures, and your charity may make them grateful, but will God owe anything to you for your alms, or be beholden to you for your influence? Preposterous questions! When you have done all, what will you be except a poor, unworthy, unprofitable servant? You will not have done what you ought, much less will there be any balance in your favour to make atonement for sin, or to purchase for you an inheritance in the realms of light. Oh sirs, if you would only think of it, God’s value of heaven and yours are very different things. His salvation, when he set a price upon it, was only to be brought to men through the death of his own dear Son, and you think that your good works — oh, what mockery to call them so! — can win the heaven which Christ, the Son of God, procured at the cost of his own blood! Would you dare to put your miserable life in comparison with the life of God’s obedient Son, who gave himself even to death? Does it not strike you that you are insulting God? If there is a way to heaven by works, why did he put his dear Son to all that pain and grief? Why the scenes of Gethsemane, with its bloody sweat? Why the tragedy on Golgotha, with its cross, and nails, and cries of “Lama sabachthani?” Why all this, when the thing could be done so easily another way? You insult the wisdom of God, and the love of God. There is no attribute of God which self-righteousness does not impugn. It debases the eternal perfections which the blessed Saviour magnified, in order to exalt the pretensions of the creature which the Almighty spurns as vain and worthless. The poor Indian may barter his gold for your trinkets and glass beads, but if you should give all the substance you have to God, it would be utterly condemned. He will bestow the milk and the honey of his mercy without money and without price, but if you come to him trying to bargain for it, it is all over with you; God will not give you choice provisions of his love that you do not know how to appreciate.
10. Further to show the folly of this, let me remind you that when you talk about doing better for the future, and saving yourselves by your works, you forget that you can no more do this in the future than you have done it in the past. You who are going to save yourselves by reforms, and by earnest tryings and endeavours, let me ask you, if a man could not perform a certain work when his arm had strength in it, how will he be able to perform it when the bone is broken? When you were young and inexperienced, you had not yet fallen into evil habits and customs. Though there was depravity in your nature then, you had not become bound in the iron net of habit, yet even then you went astray like a lost sheep, and you followed after evil. What reason have you to suppose that you can suddenly change the bias of your heart, the course of your actions, and the tenor of your life, and become a new man? Can the Ethiopian change his skin, or the leopard his spots? Are there not ten thousand probabilities against one, that just as you sinned before so you will still sin? You found the pathway of evil to be attractive and fascinating, so that you were enticed into it, and you will still be enticed, and be drawn away from that path of integrity which you are now so firmly resolved to tread. Oh man, the way up to heaven by Mount Sinai is very steep and narrow, and by one wrong step a man is dashed to pieces. Stand at the foot and look up at it if you dare. On its brow of stone there is the black cloud, out of which leaps the lively lightning; while there is the sound of the trumpet that grows exceedingly loud and long. Do you not see Moses tremble? and will you dare to stand unabashed where Moses exceedingly fears and quakes? Look upwards, and decline the thought of climbing those steep crags, for no man has ever striven to clamber up there in hope of salvation without finding destruction among the terrors of the way! Be wise, give up that deceitful hope of salvation which your pride leads you to choose, and your presumption would soon cause you to regret.
Suppose you could do some great thing, which I am sure you cannot, if
it were possible that you could from now on be perfect, and never sin
again in thought, or word, or deed, still how would you be able to
atone for your past delinquencies? Shall I call for a resurrection
in that graveyard of your memory? Let your sins spring up for a
moment, and pass in review before you. Ah, they may well frighten
you, the sins of your youth; those midnight sins; those midday sins,
those sins against light and knowledge, those sins of body, those
sins of soul! You have forgotten them, you say, but God has not.
Behold the long line! They are all placed there, all registered in
God’s dairy, not one forgotten — all to be read against you in the day
of the last assize. How can future obedience make up for past
transgression? The cliff has fallen, and although the wave washes up
ten thousand times, it cannot set the cliff up again. The day is
bright, but still there was a night, and the brightest day does not
obliterate the fact that once it was dark. Your sins, how are these
to be blotted out? “Trifles,” you say, but they are not so to God,
nor will they be to you in that day when your reason shall be taught
righteous judgment, and you shall stand amid the thunders of the last
tremendous day, and receive according to the deeds done in your body,
whether they have been good or evil.
Could your tears for ever flow,
Could your zeal no respite know,
All for sin could not atone
Christ must save, and Christ alone.
This doing of great things is an empty conceit; nor could it avail you even if you had the power to put your grand resolutions into full effect, and fulfil the schemes that your folly dotes upon.
12. Ah! you who seek salvation by your own doings, let the example of others warn you. All those who labour like this for what does not satisfy, lead a miserable life in this world, and in the world to come, their existence is without hope. I have seen many of those who hope to be saved by ceremonies, by prayers, and by holy services, as they think them to be, but I am sure when I have come to talk to them, I have never encountered one of them who possessed perfect peace. How could they? The foundation is so rotten, that the house cannot stand firm. Look at them. When they have done their best, what does conscience say? Why, like the horseleech, it cries “Give, give, give.” With many men, when they lie awake at night, or seriously think about their lives, there is an inward suspicion creeping over them, that although they stand so well with the church and with their neighbours, and are spoken so well of, yet all is not quite right. They say “after all, my church goings, and chapel goings, and prayers, and alms givings, do not stand me in so good a stead as I could wish.” I tell you such people are like the blind horse going around the mill, they never get any further. They realise the old fable of those who tried to fill up the bottomless pit. They are like Sisyphus, who was always rolling a stone uphill that always rolled back to his feet again before he could accomplish the task. The self-righteous man knows that what he is doing cannot satisfy God, for it cannot satisfy himself; and although he may perhaps drug his conscience, there is generally enough left of the divine element within the man to make him feel and know that it is not satisfactory. When he lets his heart speak he finds it so; it is dreadful to die with no other hope than what you have done for yourselves. Oh! it is poor work, and it is poor comfort too to lay on a deathbed and turn over such poor rotten rags as prayers, attendances at worship, alms givings, and religious exercises, that looked so attractive when we were in the dark. When the veil begins to be pulled up, and the light of eternity comes streaming in, then we see that we had bad motives for our good actions, that our charities were done out of ostentation, that our worship of God was only formality, and even our own private prayers, if not insincere, were still mixed with such selfishness and inconsistency as to make them unacceptable to God. Oh! it is a sad discovery the unbeliever makes when he feels that his righteousness has vanished, and all his fair white linen is suddenly turned to masses of spiders’ webs, to be swept away. But what must be the fate of such a man at the judgment bar of God? I think I see the King coming in his glory, and the last tremendous morning dawn. When the King sits on his throne of glory, where are the self-righteous? Where are they? I cannot see them. Where are they? Come, come, Pharisee, come and tell the Lord that you fasted twice in the week, and then you were not even as the tax collector. There sits the tax collector, at the right hand of the Judge! Come and say that you were cleaner and more holy than he! But where is the wretch? Where is he? Come here, you proud and ostentatious ones, who said you had no need to be washed in blood; come and tell the Judge so; tell him he made a mistake; tell him that the Saviour was only needed to be a make weight (i) and assistant to those who could help themselves! But where are they? Why, they were dressed so finely; can those poor, naked, shivering wretches be the carefree, vaunting professors we used to know? Yes. Hear them as they cry to the rocks to fall on them, and the hills to cover them, to hide them from the presence of the great Judge whom in their lifetime they insulted by putting their poor merits in comparison with the boundless wealth and merit of his blood. Ah! may it never be your lot nor mine to commit the blasphemy of preferring the labour of our hands to the handiwork of Christ.
13. And what will be the lot of such men when they are cast down to hell? Then those whom they despised so much on earth, the old sinners, will be their companions, for there are not two hells, one for respectable moral sinners, and another for the openly profane and the drunken. “Bind them up in bundles to burn,” is the command, and you cannot pick your company. If you are outside of Christ, although your self-righteousness is ever so fair, I tell you it will not yield you a drop of water to cool your parched tongue. If your self-righteousness is ever so fine to look upon today, it will appear loathsome enough when you turn over in the lurid light of that anguish which shall never be assuaged, of that torment which shall know no change. I urge you do not cast yourself into the sea with such a millstone around your neck, for instead of lifting you up, it shall sink you lower and lower. This shall be the arrow which shall pierce your heart for ever — “I would not have Christ; I relied on my own merits; I believed that I must do something, and I would not yield to have it all done for me; I would not consent to be saved by the righteousness of Jesus Christ; I would persist in being saved by some doings of my own, and now I have for ever to bewail my foolish pride, without hope, without chance of mercy.”
14. May infinite mercy prevent this being the lot of so much as one of us in this assembly.
15. III. Rather remember, sirs, now while avoiding this false pride, and deprecating this egregious folly, what is MAN’S BEST WISDOM!
16. I think I see you, brother, baffled in all your schemes, sickened by your solemn but hollow pretences, bewildered with strange imaginings, and thoroughly out of conceit with yourself. Is it like this with you? Do I accurately describe your present feelings? Do not sit down desponding, though your lips are parched and your strength exhausted. One drop from the pure fountain of faith will refresh your spirits. Yield yourself up like a child to be taught by the great Comforter, and you shall not only find rest for your soul, but you shall be able to instruct and cheer others also. To believe what God says, to do what God asked, to take that salvation which God provides — this is man’s highest and best wisdom. Begin now with the alphabet, and to spell out the golden letters from this great prophetic book. It is the child’s primer, the pilgrim’s guide, and still it is the revelation for the saint in which he describes the glory yet to be revealed. This is the one message of the gospel, “Believe and live.” Trust in the Incarnate Saviour, whom God appointed to stand in the place of sinners. Trust in him, and you shall be saved. The whole gospel is condensed into one sentence as Christ left it before he ascended up on high, “He who believes and is baptised shall be saved.” He who with his whole heart relies on Christ, and then affirms his faith by being buried with Christ in baptism, such a one has the promise that he shall be saved. But “He who does not believe” — that being a vital omission — “he who does not believe, shall be damned” — condemned, cast away for ever. Your sole business then, sinner, is with this trusting yourself with Christ. Surely you know what this means! The old divines used to call it “recumbency,” a leaning; a leaning with all your weight, so that you have no dependence except on what you are leaning on — leaning just so on Christ, with all the weight of your soul and all the weight of your sin. The negro had a good idea of faith who said he “fell down flat on de promise,” and then he said, “when I am flat down on de promise, I cannot fall no lower.” Nor can you be safer than when you fall flat on the promise of mercy which God has given through our Lord Jesus Christ. You remember what those who were bitten by the burning serpents were asked to do. They only had to look at the brazen serpent, and the moment they looked they were healed. There were no rounds of prayer, no performances, nothing else other than a look. If the eye was filled with tears, and the force of the poison had half killed the man, a glance did it. One glance of the eye at the brazen serpent which blazed and glittered in the sunlight, the poison lost its power and the man was healed. So, if you only trust in Jesus, you shall be saved.
“Well,” one says, “I do not see how it will be.” Well, if you do not
see how it will be, try it and find out. But I will tell you God must
be just; he must punish sin. It is a necessity of his divine nature
that sin should not be winked at. Jesus Christ came into the world
and took upon himself, as a great Substitute, the sins of all those
who ever did, or who ever shall, believe on him. He was punished
instead of them; consequently, justice cannot require that those for
whom he was punished should be punished for themselves. Their debt
was paid by him; their penalty was endured in his person. If you
trust him, that is an evidence that you are one of such, one of those
for whom he effectually and practically stood as a Substitute. “Oh!”
one says, “then if Christ stood in my place, I am altogether
forgiven; if I could believe that, I should feel very happy. I should
feel very grateful to God, and I think I would spend all my life in
serving him.” Ah, that is the salvation we require. To serve God is a
salvation from your old hatred of God. To desire to be like God, and
to love him fervently, that is a salvation from your former
indifference and waywardness. It is an evidence of the new birth. One
of the immediate results of the thorough change of your nature is
that you desire to love and serve the God whom once you only thought
of with a fear that brought torment, never with a love that made his
name sweet as music, his courts amiable, and his precepts more to be
desired than gold, yes, than much fine gold. You will never get to
that point by coming to God first in the bald revelation of his
adorable attributes. No man comes to the Father but through the Son.
You must believe in the man Christ Jesus, the man in whom all the
fulness of the Godhead dwells bodily, for he is God over all blessed
for ever. Trust him for the remission of your sins and the acceptance
of your person; and when you know in your soul that your sin is
forgiven, with holy joy you will sing —
Now for the love I bear his name,
What was my gain I count my loss;
My former pride I call my shame,
And nail my glory to his cross.
Yes, and I must and will esteem
All things as loss for Jesus’ sake;
Oh may my soul be found in him,
And of his righteousness partake.
The man who does not have the work of saving himself to do, the man who feels that Christ has saved him, now out of love gives himself up to holiness, and this is salvation practically illustrated. When people put water in children’s faces, and regenerate them, we say — “Well, if you do it, let us see it: are those children better than anyone else’s children?” and we do not find out that they are the least bit better. I consider that such regeneration is not worth the snap of a finger. When a man really believes in Jesus Christ, he lives for Christ and for righteousness. If he has been a drunkard, or unchaste, or a swearer, he renounces his former evil course, and becomes a new man. What satisfactorily and practically saves men from guilt deserves notice and consideration, and with some reason may it be supposed to rescue them from the doom of transgressors. The gospel does this. It makes the leper whole. Did not Naaman return to his king with his flesh like the flesh of a little child? Surely the king would believe that a wonderful cure had been performed, and, heathen though he was, he could hardly reproach the God of the prophet, or the prophet of God with the result.
18. I wish that some here might be led to try it. May the Lord show you that your best works are sins, that your righteousness is unrighteousness, that your supposed obedience is essentially disobedience, and may you be brought to look to God’s own dear Son, and to the work which he has finished, and then, looking to him and finding that you are saved, there will spring up in your heart a loving life, a holy life, a divine life. You will be a living monument of the power of God. Just as Naaman was in his way, so will you be in your way, a proof that there is a prophet, and that there is a God in Israel.
Oh my dear hearers, may the Holy Spirit constrain you now to trust in
Jesus! I think I never see the depravity of man’s heart so clearly as
in this reluctance. To believe in Christ is so easy, yet no man will
believe in him until the Holy Spirit gives him a more sound and
better mind. What a fool must man be that he cannot trust God, that
he cannot trust God’s own Son, when he dies so that sinners may live!
Why, I feel as if I could not only trust Christ with my poor guilty
soul, but if I had all your souls in my soul, I could trust him for
you all. Ah! I do feel that if I had all the sins of all the men who
ever lived, the precious blood of Jesus could wash them all away. I
am sure it could, I cannot doubt its infinite power. Since I believe
that Christ is God, I cannot doubt the efficacy of his atoning,
cleansing blood. Then how is it that you do not trust him, that you
do not believe him? What, did he die in vain? Is there no merit in
the pangs he endured? That bloody sweat, does it mean nothing? That
bitter cry, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” that face
clad in the pallor of death; those blessed limbs, all dislocated on
the cross; those dear, those ruby wounds, flowing with rivulets of
gore, oh! are these nothing? Can you look and yet not trust him? Can
you look at the incarnate God, laying down his life for sinners, and
yet doubt? Oh! blackest of sins is this doubting of God and of
Christ! Yield, I urge you, yield to a simple faith in Jesus, and
there shall rush through your soul a life the like of which you never
knew, and you shall go out of this tabernacle saying in your spirit,
“I have been born again tonight; the mystery has been unravelled; the
divine deed is done; I am forgiven, I am forgiven, glory be to his
Oh! how sweet to view the flowing
Of the Saviour’s precious blood,
With divine assurance knowing
He has made my peace with God!
May that be your portion, every one of you. Amen.
[Portion Of Scripture Read Before Sermon — 2 Kings 5]
(a) Xenophon: Xenophon (Ancient Greek, Xenophon; c. 430-354 BC), son of Gryllus, of the district of Erchia in Athens, also known as Xenophon of Athens, was a Greek historian, soldier, mercenary, and a contemporary and admirer of Socrates. Xenophon’s book Anabasis ("The Expedition" or "The March Up Country") is his record of the entire expedition against the Persians and the journey home. See Explorer "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xenophon"
(b) Thermopylae: The name of a narrow pass on the northeast coast of Greece between Thessaly and Locris, the scene of a battle in 480 B.C. in which a small Greek force temporarily withheld a Persian invasion. OED.
(c) Elysium: The supposed state or abode of the blessed after death in Greek mythology. OED.
(d) Juggernaut: Hindu Myth. A title of Krishna, the eighth avatar of Vishnu; specifically, the uncouth idol of this deity at Puro in Orissa, annually dragged in procession on an enormous car, under the wheels of which many devotees are said to have formerly thrown themselves to be crushed. OED.
(e) Hair Shirt: A shirt made of haircloth, worn by ascetics and penitents. OED.
(f) Stylites or Pillar Saints: are a type of Christian ascetic who in the early days of the Byzantine Empire stood on pillars preaching, fasting and praying. They believed that the mortification of their bodies would help ensure the salvation of their souls. The first stylite was probably Simeon Stylites the Elder who climbed on a pillar in Syria in 423 AD and remained there until his death 37 years later. See Explorer "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stylites"
(g) Potosí: A city and the capital of the department of Potosí in Bolivia. It is one of the highest cities in the world by elevation at a nominal 4,090 metres (13,420 ft), and it was the location of the Spanish colonial mint, now the National Mint of Bolivia. Potosí lies beneath the Cerro de Potosí — sometimes referred to as the Cerro Rico ("rich mountain") — a mountain popularly conceived of as being "made of" silver ore, which has always dominated the city. See Explorer "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Potos%C3%AD"
(h) Golconda: The old name of Hyderabad, formerly celebrated for its diamonds. OED
(i) Make-weight: A person or thing of insignificant value thrown in to make up a deficiency or fill a gap. OED.