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CHICAGO: RHODES & McCIvURE PUBLISHING CO. 1900. *^x ^^ ~ > ^ r '^^ ^^ ""^ * s X^ ^^ ^L^ ^X^ s *^' ^' "^^ -^S >y*v >^v ^y< x^V ^ys. ^^s. >^s ^^ -^^ sff^ ^^s. v^s -^^v >^. ^^ /Ts ■U.1 V>5 Library of CongreM Two Copies Received DEC 18 1900 Copyright entry SECOND COPY DaUvwed to ORDER DIVISION JAN 10 1901 'if ^V.\aI Entered according to act of Congress, in the year 1900 by the Rhodes & McClure Publishing Company, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. C All Rights Reserved. The Rev. pr. N. D. Hillis, ofl Plymouth Church, Brook- lyn, says in a letterTo tlie'TEnfefior" of Dwight L. Moody's life, work and sermons in part as follows : "For the republic, the roll call of self-made men is long and brilliant. Orators like Clay come in from the corn- fields, statesmen like Webster come from the bleak hillsides of New England, presidents like Lincoln come forth from the university of rail-splitting, the inventors, merchants, and editors come in from rural districts and villages, and all are the architects of their own fortunes. But among all this group of men whose life in low estate began on a simple village green, none is more thrilling in its struggles, more picturesque in its contrasts and more pathetic in its defeats and victories than that of the great evangelist. An orphan at four, one of the props of the family at nine, at nineteen a clerk in a shoe store of Chicago, at twenty-three the foun- der of a Young Men's Christian Association, where he slept on the benches because he had no bed, and bought a loaf at the bakery because he had no money for board. At twenty- four, the superintendent of a Sunday school in a deserted saloon, where his pupils were drunkards, tramps, ragamuf- fins, mingled with street waifs and boys from a newsboys' home ; at forty, the most widely-talked-about man in Great Britain, where his friends were college presidents and pro- fessors, authors, editors, statesmen, scientists, like Drum- PREFACE. mond and Lord Kelvin. Returning home, in Philadelphia he found that merchants had erected for his meetings a building seating ten thousand people, an event that was re- peated in New York, Boston, Chicago, and many other great cities in our land. At fifty-three he founded a training school for young men and women in Chicago that has sent out fifteen hundred workers ; a school for young women at East Northfield, and for young men at Mount Hermon, in- stitutions that now have for their work more than a score of great buildings. Thrilling, indeed, this story. It repeats the experience of young David, who passed from the sheep- cote to the king's throne, and the scepter of universal sway. " 'Where were the hidings of his power ?' you ask. From nothing, nothing comes. Blood tells. A great ancestry ex- plains a great man. The time was when men thought God called the prophet. But when God wants a John the Bap- tist, he calls not the son, but the father and mother, and they ordain the child in the cradle, and before the cradle. When the Hebrews were in bondage in Egypt, one mother there was brave enough to dare the king and hide her babe in an ark, amidst the bulrushes, and the mother's courage repeated itself in the greatest of jurists, Moses. Hannah was a dreamer who loved solitude, and walked the. hills alone with God ; whose eyes 'were homes of silent prayer,' and her religious genius repeated itself in her son Samuel, one of the greatest of the judges. What was unique in Timothy, Paul tells us, was first of all unique in his mother Lois, and his grandmother Eunice. And the greatest evan- gelist since Whitfield had his power through the ordain- ment of a great ancestry. He was of the best New England stock. His father had the fine old Puritan fiber, and his mother, widowed with her little flock about her, exhibits almost unparalleled heroism, courage and hope in the hour of suffering and trouble. For the tides of power in this man 2 PREFACE. flow down from the anectral hills. Among his birth gifts was the gift of perfect health and a perfect body, with stores of energy that seemed well-nigh inexhaustible. "His, also, was the gift of common sense, a mind hungry for knowledge, a reason that saw clearly or saw not at all ; moral earnestness, sincerity, self-reliance, courage, wit, humor, pathos, an intuitive knowledge of men, the genius for organization. Like Isaiah, he had a quenchless passion for righteousness. Like Daniel, he had the courage of his convictions in the face of fierce opposition. Like Paul, his enthusiasm for men made him the herald of righteousness to foreign nations. Like Bernard, his was the crusader's heart, organizing his hosts against passion, ignorance and sin. Without the eloquence of Spurgeon, without the fine culture of Phillips Brooks, without the supreme genius of Mr. Beecher, Mr. Moody was a herald, a man sent forth from God, who called the unchurched classes to repentance, who flamed forth on them the love of God in Christ. For nearly six years, it is said that Mr. Moody's audiences aver- aged five thousand each afternoon and evening, a record that has never been surpassed in all the history of evangel- ism. 'Our bishops,' said the London Telegraph, /have back of them a state income, great cathedrals, a small army of paid helpers and musicians, but where our bishops have reached tens this man has reached hundreds.' "If preaching is man making and man mending, then Mr. Moody was a veritable prince among preachers. In view of the great audiences of 15,000 people that thronged into, or about, the hall in Kansas City, where he preached his last sermon, all must confess that no preacher in the land since Mr. Beecher's time was comparable to Mr. Moody in per- sonal popularity, or in power to hold the masses. Any student skilled in the art of reading human nature, who has been upon the platform beside the great evangelist, and 3 PREFACE. while listening to his words has noted their effects upon the faces of the vast audience before him, must make haste to affirm that Mr. Moody knew the human mind and heart as a skillful musician knows his instrument, and sweeps all the banks of keys before him. In the addresses that were given no element of great speech was lacking. Mr. Moody moved his audience from tears to laughter; for laughter and tears are outer signs of inner thoughts and feelings. Life is determined by the emotions of the heart quite as much as by the arguments of the head. No matter how scholarly or intellectual the preacher may be, he is at best a second-rate preacher whose truth burns with a cold, white light. Truth in the hands of an intellectual philosopher who has found his way into the pulpit cuts with a keen edge, indeed, but truth in Mr. Moody's hands has been heated red hot, and the edge of bis sword burns as well as cuts, like the Word of God, dividing between the joints and marrow and separating the sinner from his evil deeds. "No misconception can be greater than to suppose that Mr. Moody has succeeded in spite of his lack of theological preparation. My old professor of dogmatic theology criti- cised me harshly during my student days for going to hear Mr. Moody on Sunday morning. Because the great evan- gelist was a layman, and unordained, this distinguished theologian said that he declined to attend any of Mr. Moody's meetings during his great campaign in a city in which this professor had formerly resided. It is true that Mr. Moody had never crossed the threshold of college or theological seminary. Moreover, in his enthusiasm he often used the vernacular, homely idioms, and in every ser- mon broke some of the laws of grammar or of rhetoric. But nothing is risked in the statement that it was a great good fortune for him that he never found his way into a theo- logical seminary. Nevertheless, he was a past master in his 4 PREFACE. chosen art. He reached men, not because he knew so little about preaching, but because he knew so much. Could some scholar take a volume of Mr. Moody's sermons, and condense his thoughts, methods, appeals and illustrations into a volume of homiletics, the book would be so large and comprehensive that the ordinary work on the art of preach- ing would not make an introduction thereto. Taken all in all, for the work of an evangelist this man represents more culture and more thought about the methods of reaching the common people than any other man in his generation. To him it has been given to meet all the great preachers of the day, and to work with them. His was also the power of selection from each Spurgeon, or Maclaren, or Brooks, or Beecher, and from each he selected his special gift and excellence. Having spent eight months of each year in working with the foremost pastors at home and abroad, he has had four months in summer for study and conference. Those who have seen Mr. Moody's library know that this man has been a student of books as well as men. Super- ficial, indeed, the judgment of those who think that Mr. Moody was without education, or training, or logic, or knowledge of preaching as a science. With him preaching became a fine art, an art that conceals the art. Did our theological seminaries multiply, their three years of study by two, they could not hope to equip their students as long study and experience with men and books have equipped Mr. Moody. The methods the great evangelist adopted gather up the experience of twenty years of working with the greatest preachers of England, Scotland and America. Perhaps of all the arts and occupations in our age, not one is comparable to the art of preaching. It demands the highest talent, the deepest culture, tireless practice and complete consecration. And happy the generation to whom God gave this herald of good tidings, this friend of the 5 PREFACE. common people, this messenger to the unchurched multi- tudes, who followed him as their leader along those paths that lead to prosperity and peace, to Christ, man's Savior, to God, man's Father." "In his life and actions Mr. Moody was as bold and fear- less as in his sermons and revival exhortations. There was no place he would not go, no duty he would not undertake, if he felt that he could accomplish good." With the earnest prayer that God's blessing may accom- pany the reading of the great evangelist's life, work and sermons, this volume is dedicated to the public. RICHARD S. RHODES. Chicago, 111., January i, 1900. PAGE Biography of D. L. Moody i Moody and Sankey in Great Britain xiii Moody and Sankey in the United States xxiii Mr. Moody at Northfield xxvii Mr. Moody's Sickness and Death xxxiv The Funeral at East Northfield xxxviii Biography of Ira David Sankey xLii The Work of the Holy Spirit..... 447 God's Service and the Holy Spirit 456 Elements of True Prayer. 471 Thy Will, Not Mine, Be Done 480 Trust in God Brings Perfect Peace 493 Watch, Fight and Pray 507 The Influence of the Individual 516 That "Elder Brother" 530 Obedience to God's Commands 545 "No Room for Christ" 556 How To Be Saved 569 Sowing and Reaping 580 How to Convert Infidels 600 Excuse-Giving 621 The Work of the Shepherd 632 The Centurion at Capernaum 648 Our Victory Over the World 660 Forgiveness and Obedience ' 681 The Power of Faith 695 The Inspiration of the Bible 709 "God is Love" 721 The Best Way to Study the Bible 735 Walking with God 752 What Shall the Harvest Be? 769 PAGE D. L. Moody opposite i Mr. Moody Preaching in the Royal Opera House, Haymarket, London xiii Chicago Tabernacle, Erected for Mr. Moody's Services. xxiii Ira D. Sankey opposite xiii Daniel Confounding the Priests of Bel 446 Paul at Ephesus...'. 457 Prayer of Jesus in the Garden of Olives 470 The Crucifixion 481 Hagar in the Wilderness 492 Ezekiel Prophesying 506 The Good Samaritan 517 Joseph Sold into Egypt 530 Noah Cursing Ham 544 The Flight Into Egypt .'. 557 Christ in the Synagogue 563 The Disciples Plucking Corn on the Sabbath 581 David Sparing Saul 601 Lazarus and the Rich Man 620 The Martyrdom of Stephen 633 Jesus and the Tribute Money 649 The Burial of Sarah 661 Christ's Entry Into Jerusalem 680 The Trial of the Faith of Abraham 694 Isaac Blessing Jacob 708 Mary Magdalene 720 The Angel at the Sepulcher 734 The Journey to Emmaus 753 The Agony in the Garden 768 DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. Dwight Lyman Moody, the lay evangelist, was born in the town of Northfield, Massachusetts, on the fifth of February, 1837. He came of the old Puritan stock; his father's and mothers families being numbered among the earliest settlers of that state. His father, Edwin, owned a comfortable farm-house just without the town, and a few acres of stony land, the whole encumbered by a mortgage. When the building trade was brisk, he worked as a stone-mason, and his leisure hours he spent in culti- vating his little farm. But his spirit was crushed by re- verses in business, and he died suddenly after an illness of a few hours. Dwight was then only four years old, but the shock of that death made an impression on him which he declares he has never forgotten. This blow was followed by the birth of a twin boy and girl a few weeks later. Thus Mrs. Moody was burdened with the care of seven sons, and two daughters, of whom the eldest boy was only aged fifteen. Yet this widowed mother refused to part with any of her little brood. She bravely set about caring for them all, and contrived to have the little hands earn something for their support, by tilling the garden and doing odd jobs for the neighbors. She taught them every day a little Bible lesson, and always accompanied them to the Unitarian church and Sunday-school. i 11 DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. Another sorrow came on the bereaved family, through the oldest boy becoming a runaway. We give Mr. Moody's description of this incident, as he told it in Eng- land, and because of the insight it gives into his home life. ' ' I can give you a little experience of my own family. Before I was four years old, the first thing I remember was the death of my father. He had been unfortunate in business, and failed. Soon after his death the cred- itors came in and took everything. My mother was left with a large family of children. One calamity after an- other swept over the entire household. Twins were added to the family, and my mother was taken sick. The eldest boy was fifteen years of age, and to him my mother looked as a stay in her calamity, but all at once that boy became a wanderer. He had been reading some of the trashy novels, and the belief had seized him that he had only to go away to make a fortune. Away he went. I can remember how eagerly she used to look for tidings of that boy; how she used to send us to the post-office to see if there was a letter from him, and I recollect how we used to come back with the sad news, ' No letter.' I remember how in the evenings, we used to sit beside her in that New England home, and we would talk about our father; but the moment the name of that boy was mentioned she would hush us into silence. Some nights when the wind was very high, and the house, which was upon a hill, would tremble at every gust, the voice of my mother was raised in prayer for that wanderer who had treated her so unkindly. I used to think she loved him more than all of us put together, and I believe she did. On a Thanksgiving day (you know that is a family day DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. Ill in New England) she used to set a chair for him, think- ing he would return home. Her family grew up, and her boys left home. When I got so that I could write, I sent letters all over the country, but could find no trace of him. One day while in Boston, the news reached me that he had returned. While in that city, I remember how I used to look for him in every store; he had a mark on his face, but I never got any trace. One day while my mother was sitting at the door, a stranger was seen coming toward the house, and when he came to the door he stopped. My mother didn't know her boy. He stood there with folded arms and great beard flowing down his breast, his tears trickling down his face. When my mother saw those tears, she cried, ' O, it's my lost son, ' and entreated him to come in. But he stood still. ' No, mother,' he said, ' I will not come in until I hear first that you have forgiven me.' Do you believe she was not willing to forgive him? Do you think she was likely to keep him long standing there. She rushed to the thresh- old, threw her arms around him, and breathed forgive- ness." Young Moody, at the age of seventeen, left North- field, with his mother's permission, to seek employment in Boston, where his uncle was in business, as a shoe merchant. Mr. Holton engaged his country nephew with some reluctance, and on two conditions. The lad agreed to be governed by his advice, and to attend regularly the Sunday-school and services of the Mount Vernon Con- gregational church. Its pastor was the eloquent and learned Dr. E. N. Kirk, who, in earlier years had ac- complished much good as an evangelist. The lad was not much impressed by the preaching, which he was not iy DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. qualified to comprehend; but the personal efforts of his teacher, Mr. Edward Kimball, were blessed to his con- version. Many years after, he told the story of how he was saved. " When I was in Boston, I used to attend a Sunday-school class, and one day, I recollect a Sab- bath-school teacher came round behind the counter of the shop I was to work in, and put his hand on my shoulder, and talked to me about Christ and my soul. I had not felt that I had a soul till then. I said, ' This is a very strange thing. Here is a man who never saw me until within a few days, and he is weeping over my sins, and I never shed a tear about them.' But I understand it now, and know what it is to have a passion for men's souls and weep over their sins. I don't remember what he said, but I can feel the power of that young man's hand on my shoulder to-night. Young Christian men, go and lay your hand on your comrade's shoulder, and point him to Jesus to-night. Well, he got me up to the school, and it was not long before I was brought into the kingdom of God." Years afterward, when Mr. Moody was preaching in Boston, he was permitted to lead to the Savior a son of that teacher, who found peace in believing just at his own age of seventeen. Thus the seed sown on the waters bore in due time the sweetest fruitage for the sower. The young convert was unpromising enough at first in outward appearance. He knew very little of the Scriptures, and he was not grounded in evangelical truth. - Besides, his bashful shyness in the presence of cultured, refined Christians, his poor command of words to ex- press his thoughts, and his broken, awkward sentences, made him, in the language of his teacher, very "un- DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. V likely ever to become a Christian of clear and decided views of gospel truth, still less to fill any extended sphere of public usefulness." Therefore, it was that he was not accepted into membership until May, 1856, a year after his first application. He remained but a few months longer in Boston. He longed for a wider field of use- fulness, where his energy in business and religious work would be less trammeled. So, in September, 1856, he betook himself to Chicago with testimonials, which secured him a business engagement as salesman in the shoe trade. He also entered the Plymouth Congrega- tional church, and showed his earnest spirit by renting four pews, which he kept filled with young men and boys. He desired to work in the service of prayer; but the brethren were not patient enough to suffer his crude ex- perience, and suggestions were not infrequent that he could best serve the Lord by silence. Mr. Moody's first start in the work of reaching souls was obtained through a little mission school. He offered himself as teacher, and was told he might attend if he would bring his own scholars. So that week he collected together some eighteen ragged boys, and marched in at their head on the next Sunday. He liked such work so well that he set about further visitations in the by-streets, and soon had the school filled. He also busied himself in distributing tracts, and in looking after the good of the seamen at the wharves. His ardent spirit soon im- pelled him to set up a mission for himself, in a neglected and degraded section of North Chicago. He paid for the hire of an empty tavern, and gathered together the unclean and rude children of the neighborhood for Sun- day-school services, while the intemperate and ignorant VI D WIGHT LYMAN MOODYo adults were reached in the evening meetings. The poor little ones were won over to attention by gifts of maple sugar, and a liberal lot of hymns and stories. Just at this time, Mr. Reynolds, of Peoria, visited this humble mission. His description of the service is invaluable, as illustrating the progressive growth of the lay evangelist in strength and usefulness. ' ' The first meeting I ever saw him at," he said several years since, "was in a little old shanty that had been abandoned by a saloonkeeper. Mr. Moody had got the place to hold the meetings in at night. I went there a little late, and the first thing I saw was a man standing up, with a few tallow candles around him, holding a negro boy, and trying to read to him the story of the prodigal son; and a great many of the words he could not make out, and had to skip. I thought, if the Lord can ever use such an instrument as that for his honor and glory, it will astonish me. After that meeting was over, Mr. Moody said to me, 'Reynolds, I have got only one talent. I have no edu- cation, but I love the Lord Jesus Christ, and I want to do something for Him. I want you to pray for me.' I have never ceased from that day to this, morning and night, to pray for that devoted Christian soldier. I have watched him since then, have had counsel with him, and know him thoroughly; and, for consistent walk and con- versation, I have never met a man to equal him. It astounds me when I look back and see what Mr. Moody was, and then what he is under God to-day. The last time I heard from him, his injunction was, ' Pray forme every day; pray now that the Lord will keep me humble. ' ' Henceforth, missionary efforts were the uppermost concern in his daily life. The growth of his school led to DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. Vll the occupation of the North Market hall, and John V. Farwell, a liberal merchant, who supplied benches for the scholars, had the grace to become its superintendent. Under Moody's vigorous canvassing, the average attend- ance was kept up to six hundred and fifty, and sixty teachers were obtained. His engagements as a traveling salesman were not suffered to interfere with these Sunday duties, and he was rarely compelled to be absent. As the hall was used till a late hour on Saturday night for dancing, it was his custom for six years to clean out the dirt, and put the room in decent condition for the ser- vices. And he took care to let his light shine wherever he went. He feared neither drunkards nor rumsellers, deists nor infidels, for he felt himself a match for any ad- versary when armed with the sword of the Spirit, and strengthened by prayer. When the children of Roman Catholic parents stoned his windows, he at once sought redress of their bishop, and so won his confidence by a devout simplicity of spirit that immunity was secured for the future. His courageous avowal of his faith was startling to timid believers. When he was solicitous about the salvation of an acquaintance or a stranger, he hesitated not to kneel, and offer prayer for his conver- sion then and there, no matter whether they were out in the streets or traveling in a railroad car. His faith and spirit of consecration waxed stronger by the study of God's word and the constant fruitage of his life in good works. In i860, after a time of soul-searching in prayer, he determined to give all his time to God as an evangel- ist. When his employer inquired how he expected to support himself, he replied, "God will provide for me if He wishes me to keep on, and I shall keep on till I am Vlll DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. obliged to stop." His impulse in this personal work for souls was derived from the zeal of one of his teachers, who was dying of consumption, and who was permitted, before his death, to lead every one of his large class to the Savior. He reduced his expenses to a minimum by doing without a home, so that he slept on a bench in the room of the Young Men's Christian association, and spent but little for food. After a time, contributions came to him from friends, and he was appointed a city missionary, so that his means for assisting the destitute were much enlarged. He commenced then to fulfill a vow by speaking to one unconverted man every day. Sometimes his tender approaches were rejected with scorn and cursing, but again and again persons who had vilified him were drawn by the power of a conscience under conviction to seek the intercession of his prayers, that they might be led to the Savior. In the spirit of reliance on the leading of the Lord, the evangelist was married, on the 28th of August, 1862, to Miss Emma C. Revell. This Christian lady was a help- ful assistant in his meetings, and her sympathy made their little fireside a refuge of rest to him amid his toils. For years their home was a small and plain cottage. But its hospitality become proverbial, for gospel-workers and reclaimed prodigals were entertained without stint. The gift of a daughter and a son made the father more sus- ceptible to the thoughts and impulses of a child-life. He took care always to remain in close communion with their budding minds, and his sermons often have graphic illustrations of the methods he took to make them familiar with the fundamental truths of the faith. Meanwhile his daily living was wholly committed to the providence of DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. IX God. His mind was absorbed in watching over the souls of the throngs about him, and he obeyed the Scriptural injunction to take no anxious thought for the morrow. He lived the placid life befitting a child of God, having the trustful faith that his Father would supply his needs while he was busy as a worker in His vineyard. One morning he said to his wife, " I have no money, and the house is without supplies. It looks as if the Lord had had enough of me in this mission work, and is going to send me back again to sell boots and shoes." But a day or two later brought to him two checks, one of fifty dol- lars for himself, and the other for his school. He ac- cepted this gift as a token from the Lord that he was held in favor. This instance was but one of many of a similar character. His unselfish labors raised up for him many friends, and these gave him, on New Year's day, 1868, the lease of a pleasant and furnished house. This whole season was one abounding in labors. Be- sides his army services, Mr. Moody was keenly alive to the needs of his mission at the North Market hall. His school numbered a thousand scholars. The congrega- tion he had gathered together now contained three hun- dred adults converted under his preaching. Thus had grown up, wholly without human design, a stanch and inseparable congregation under a lay pastor. This was organized as an independent fold, on the basis of the evangelical faith. In 1863, a church building was erected on Illinois street, at a cost of $20,000. Never had a people a more faithful and energetic pastor to watch over their welfare. Nor was he in the least for- getful of the Young Men's Christian association of Chi- cago. By his efforts its noon services for prayer were X DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. attended steadily by a thousand people. When its mem- bers were intent on obtaining a permanent hall, they elected him president in 1865 . Their expectations were fulfilled by the speedy erection of Farwell hall, and its dedication on the 29th of September, 1867. That building was destroyed by fire within a few months, but his exhaustless energy soon reared a second edifice on the same site. On Sunday evenings he used to preach in its hall after spending the morning in his own pulpit, and in the afternoon superintending ten hundred school children. When Farwell hall was dedicated, as ' ' the first hall ever erected for Christian young men," Mr. Moody con- fessed his faith that, by the Lord's blessing, a religious influence was to go out from them that " should extend through every county in the state, through every state in the union, and finally, crossing the waters, should help to bring the whole world to God." Mr. Moody has been for years peculiarly a Bible Christian. Again and again friends have suggested to him certain courses of study, or the reading of particular books. But the pressure of his active duties as an evan- gelist has always intervened and prevented him from making any effort for the attainment of a theological education. Hence, he has been providentially driven to depend upon his personal study of the Bible itself, as its own best interpreter. The solemn injunction of Holy Writ to "preach the word," and the word only, was impressed upon his mind by Harry Morehouse, ''the boy preacher," of Manchester, who told him, " You need only one book for the study of the Bible. Since I have been an evangelist, I have been the man of one book. If a text of Scripture troubles me, I ask another text to ex- DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. XI plain it; and if this will not answer, I carry it straight to the Lord." He met this lad, then aged seventeen, in his first visit to England and Ireland in 1867. A few months later, Morehouse visited Chicago, and delighted Mr. Moody by delivering seven Bible readings upon the love of God. He brought a multitude of passages to illustrate the depth of spiritual meaning in the text of John, iii, 16, which Luther has well termed "the little Gospel." This intercourse came to him as a new revelation of the won- ders of God's word and love. From that time his two accepted guide-books were Cruden's Concordance and the little Bible text-books. These aids enabled him to trace any word or doctrine through the Holy Scriptures. In Mr. Moody's second visit to England, in the spring of 1872, he learned from the devout Plymouth Brethren to appreciate and appropriate the promises which abound in the Bible of the second coming of Christ. " I have felt like working three times as hard," he has stated, "since I came to understand that my Lord was coming back again. I look on this world as a wrecked vessel. God has given me a life-boat, and said to me, ' Moody, save all you can.'" He was also impressed by the prediction of Henry Varley, the Bible reader, ' ' It remains for the world to see what the Lord can do with a man wholly consecrated to Christ. " Again, at another time, he heard one Christian ask another of himself, ' ' Is this young man all O. O.?" meaning, " Is he out and out for Christ?" He has confessed that this question burned down into his soul, and taught him that it meant a good deal to be O. O. for Christ. The terrible fire of October, 1871, which swept Chi- cago into a whirlwind of flame, laid in ruins all the build- Xll DWIGHT LYMAN MOODY. ings that were associated with his labors. It also sepa- rated from him his yoke-fellow, Mr. Ira D. Sankey, who had joined him as a gospel singer only four months be- fore. But the evangelist was not cast down. Contribu- tions came to his aid from his friends at the east in an- swer to his appeals. Within three months he had a large frame tabernacle erected, measuring seventy-five by one hundred and nine feet. All his services were re- sumed, and the building also served as a storehouse of supplies for the impoverished district. His plans were laid out for the completion of a permanent church edi- fice, and an appeal for aid was made to the Sunday- school children of the land. While this was in progress, the two yoke-fellows, after a patient waiting on the Lord for guidance, accepted an invitation to visit the British isles as evangelists. Mr. Moody, after four months of self-searching inquiry, had made an entire consecration of his life to the Lord, and was fired with a baptism of the Spirit which, as he avowed later, made him eager * ' to go round the world and tell the perish- ing millions of a Savior's love." < w S MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN. The mission of the gospel preacher and the gospel- singer to the British Isles was one of implicit faith and of unselfish zeal for the saving of sinners. The secret motive of Mr. Moody was " to win ten thousand souls to Christ." As far as worldly inducements were con- cerned, the circumstances were such as to forbid, rather than to favor, the venture across three thousand miles of sea. No influential association had extended an invita- tion to them, not a single individual had offered to help meet their personal expenses. Nor did these two com- panions, though they were about to take their families with them, expect or desire such a guarantee. They were united in the purpose to commit their ways entirely unto the Lord. To that end, they agreed beforehand to accept no payment for their services from any person or committee, and as well to refrain from any collections or enterprise for money-making. In such a spirit, they set forth, and on the 17th of June, 1873, they landed at Liverpool. There news met them that two of the three gentlemen who had invited them to England had died. The third, who lived at York, advised them to delay a month, but instead they hastened to that town the same night. All things human combined to dis- courage them. But their utter weakness was the promise xm XIV MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN, of success, for it gave the Lord the opportunity to glorify Himself by the mouth of His chosen messengers. Mr. Moody stood forth a plain man of the people. He was in thorough sympathy with the concerns of the great mass of humanity, and able to express religious truth in homely, vivid speech. He possessed a stalwart body, and a grand vitality, which qualified him to undertake tremendous toils without danger to. his health. A man of excellent executive capacity, and trained in the details of secular and religious business, he was able to organize enterprises on a vast scale, and to direct a multitude of assistants, so that congregations of many thousands could be handled as quietly as an ordinary assembly. A natural, self-reliant man, warped by neither pride nor vanity, he was wont as a speaker to forget his own in- dividuality in the hunger of his heart for the salvation of his hearers. A student of the Bible alone, and an -un- questioning believer of its every statement as coming from the Lord; an evangelist bravely equipped for his responsible calling by years of personal experience with inquirers and doubters; a man of prayer, who was often in secret communion with the Lord of Hosts, refreshing his strength for the perpetual conflict of life; he was also, as the full fruition of these characteristics, a Christian closely conformed fo the image of his Master by the in- dwelling Spirit of God, and because he had withholden no part of his nature from an unreserved consecration to His will. This ministry for preaching and singing the gospel began in the cathedral town of York. At the first prayer-meeting, held on Sunday morning, in a small room of the Association building, only four persons were pres- MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN. XV ent; and Mr. Moody has characterized that as the best service he ever attended. The clergy looked coldly on the evangelists as intruders, and most of the churches were closed to them. They labored on bravely against these discouragements for a month, and were comforted by seeing above two hundred converts to Christ. Their work at Sunderland began on Sunday, July 27, at the invitation of a Baptist pastor. The ministers still held aloof, and even the Young Men's Christian association eyed them suspiciously for a week before offering the hand of fellowship. But the meetings steadily waxed larger. The evangelists were invited to Newcastle-on-the- Tyne, by the chief ministers of that town, and were heartily sustained by the leaders of the congregations. And now Mr. Moody confessed his hope. " We are on the eve of a great revival which may cover Great Britain, and perhaps make itself felt in America. And why may not the fire burn as long as I live? When this revival spirit dies, may I die with it." His prophetic words met an immediate fulfillment. All the meetings were thronged with attentive listeners, and as many as thirty-four ser- vices were held in a single week. A noonday prayer- meeting was organized, while special efforts were made to reach the factory hands and business men. An all- day-meeting was held on September 10, wherein seventeen hundred participated. One hour was spent in Bible reading, another on the promises, and the last in an examination of what the Scriptures teach concerning heaven. The town was wonderfully awakened, and every night sinners were drawn to the uplifted Savior. Edinburgh was prepared for the manifestation of a XVI MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN. signal blessing by a series of union prayer-meetings, held in October and November, which softened and unified the hearts of Christians of various names. Hence it was that the evangelists were welcomed in such a spirit of sympathy that captious criticism was unthought of. The ministry of song was an unheard-of innovation. Yet the rooted aversion of the Scottish people to the singing of aught but psalms gave way quickly to the evident testimony of the Spirit to the spirituality of His messages and the tenderness of His voice. On the first day, Sunday, November 23, the Music hall was thronged with two thousand auditors, and many more were ex- cluded. Five hundred met at noon on Monday for prayer, and that attendance was soon doubled. Meet- ings for inquirers was held after each service. Three hundred in the first week confessed their sins had been forgiven. Their ages ranged from seventy-five to eleven. Students and soldiers, poor and rich, the backsliding, in- temperate, and skeptical, were all represented. The largest halls were found to be too small to accommodate the eager audiences. A striking case of conversion was that of a notorious infidel, the chairman of a club of free- thinkers. He declared his utter disbelief in the value of prayer, and defied Mr. Moody to test its power on him. The evangelist accepted the challenge in faith, and re- membered him continually in his petitions till he heard of his finding Christ, months afterwards. An impressive watch-meeting was held on the last night of the year, 1873, and a special blessing was besought for the British people. The week of prayer, from the 4th to the nth of January, 1874, was observed throughout all Scotland, as a season of united prayer for invoking the MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN. XV11 Lord to visit the nation and the entire world in mercy. The most remarkable feature of this revival has been de- scribed as "the presence and the power of the Holy Ghost, the solemn awe, the prayerful, believing, expect- ant spirit, the anxious inquiry of unsaved souls, and the longing of believers to grow more like Christ; their hun- gering and thirsting after holiness." Similar characteris- tics have marked the advent of these yoke-fellows in every community. This mission in Edinburgh, which lasted till the 21st of January, 1874, resulted in adding three thousand to the city churches. At Dundee, meetings were held in the open air, at which from ten to sixteen thousand were present. Four hundred converts attended the meeting for praise and in- struction. The city of Glasgow was reached on Sunday, February 8. The first audience consisted of three thousand Sunday-school teachers; the prayer-meeting opened with half that number. The Crystal palace, which held above five thousand, was always crowded, though admission could only be had by ticket. To meet the emergency, special meetings were organized for young men and young women, inquirers, workingmen, and the intemperate. Seventeen thousand signatures to the pledge were secured here. So the work of awaken- ing went on for three months, steadily increasing in power. On the last Sunday afternoon, a great audience of some twenty or thirty thousand gathered in the palace garden, and hung on the words of Mr. Moody, as he spoke from the seat of a carriage. More than three thou- sand united to the city congregations, the large propor- tion of whom were under twenty-five. Short visits were then made to Paisley, Greenock and Gourock. In the XV111 MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN. summer a tour was taken through the Highlands, for the sowing of the seed of the word. Meetings were held in the open air at Perth, Aberdeen, Inverness and else- where, and many souls were won. In Ireland, the com- mon people heard the preacher gladly. The good work began at Belfast, on Sunday, September 6, 1874. To reach as many as possible, separate sessions were had for women and for men, for professing Christians, for the unconverted, and for inquirers, for young men and for boys. Huge gatherings were also addressed in the Bo- tanic gardens, a space of six acres being filled with atten- tive hearers. On Monday, September 27, a remarka- ble meeting of eight hours for inquirers was held, where- in above two hundred young men came unto Jesus and took His yoke upon them. And when the young con- verts were collected into a farewell-meeting, tickets for 2, 150 were granted to such applicants. Dublin, five-sixths of whose inhabitants were not Prot- estant, awoke into a newness of religious life on the ad- vent of the evangelists. From the 25th of Octo- ber to the 29th of November, the whole city was stirred in a wonderful way. The great exhibition palace contained audiences in the evenings and on Sundays of from twelve to fifteen thousand. At the prayer-meetings and Bible-readings, the number often exceeded two thousand. Many Roman Catholics were attentive listeners, and parish priests as well. The" stillness of these vast assemblies was very marked. Truly the Lord was faithful in answering the prayer Mr. Moody continu- ally offers in private, "O God, keep the people still, hold the meeting in Thy hand." These labors ended with a three days' convention, at which eight hundred ministers MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN. XIX attended, from all parts of Ireland. Above two thousand young converts confessed their new-born faith. Manchester for eight months had besought a blessing on its people; and these preparatory services were closed with a communion in which two thousand Christians united. The month of December was devoted here to evangelistic work. In spite of the wintry weather, the halls were crowded, and overflow meetings had to be organized. Here, as elsewhere, the large proportion of men in attendance was noticeable. The city was mapped out into districts, and the duty of distributing cards at every dwelling was assigned to a large corps of volun- teers. On one side of these was printed the hymn ' ' Jesus of Nazareth passeth by;" and on the other, a short address by Mr. Moody, his text being Revelations, iii, 20. The efforts of the Young Men's Christian asso- ciation to purchase a suitable building met with a cordial indorsement, and a fourth of the entire amount needed was obtained at the first public meeting. In Sheffield, the scheme of house-to-house visitation had to be abandoned, in order to secure the co-operation of the clergy of the Church of England. The opening meeting was held on New Year's eve, and the address in that watch-night service was upon ' ' Work. " The great congregation, in response to Mr. Moody's request, finished the old year and began the new on their knees. For a fortnight, the dwellers in this industrial town collected in such numbers as to pack the halls and the sidewalks about them, so that the evangelist had frequently to speak in the open air. The work at Birmingham, "the toy-shop of the world," was also limited for lack of time. The spacious Town hall was crowded on January 17, XX MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN. 1875; an d for the other gatherings, even Bingley hall, which held twelve thousand, proved too small. Another Christian convention was held, at which above a thousand ministers attended. Sixteen hundred converts received tickets to the special meeting for counsel. After pausing a week for a vacation, these lay apostles began their ministry of a month at Liverpool on February 7. Vic- toria hall, a wooden structure able to shelter eleven thousand, was expressly erected for their reception. It was crowded at all the night services, while an average of six thousand attended the Bible lectures and noon meetings for prayer. These three services were held every day except Saturday, when these devoted laborers took the rest which their over-taxed energies so imper- atively demanded. The house-to-house visitation was resumed here, and efforts were made to have a personal talk with the non-churchgoers. The corner-stone for the new hall of the Young Men's Christian association was laid, and a convention held for two days, which was largely attended by ministers and laymen. Four months were devoted to evangelizing the gigantic metropolis of London. Four centers were selected for preaching; Agricultural hall, at Islington, North London, could seat fourteen thousand and give standing room for six thousand more; Bow Road hall, in the extreme east, had ten thousand sittings; the Royal Opera house, in the west end, was in the aristocratic quarter of West- minster; and Victoria theater, in the south, was used until Camberwell hall was completed in June. This gospel campaign — the mightiest ever undertaken by any evangelist — was preceded by a course of union prayer- meetings for five months, that the Lord might prepare MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN. XXI the way for a glorious manifestation of His power by purging the hearts of His own followers. A private con- ference was also held in advance with fifteen hundred of the city clergy, in order to explain the usual plan of pro- cedure, and remove any misapprehensions that might exist. The whole city was parceled out for canvassing, and countless bands of yoke-fellows were sent out to leave at every dwelling the tract drawn up by Mr. Moody, and to tender an invitation to the services. Among these laborers was an old woman aged eighty-five years, who fulfilled her duties faithfully, and met everywhere words of kindness. This wonderful mission was opened on Tuesday evening, the 9th of March, at Islington. For a time, the services were met with mockery and ribald speeches without, by disorderly men and women. But the demonstrations soon subsided, as the real piety of the speakers became evident. Fully eighty thousand attended the services of the first three days, and forty- five thousand heard the three addresses on the Sunday following. At the Royal Opera house, the nobility and gentry of England were directly reached by Bible-read- ing, and members of the royal family were frequently present. The last gospel-meeting was greater than any preceding, and a great number arose to receive the Lord Jesus Christ. The final meeting of thanksgiving was held at Mildmay Park Conference hall, on July 12. Seven hundred ministers were present to say farewell to the evangelist, whom they were so loath to see depart. Dr. A. Bonar testified that the work of increase was still going on in Glasgow, with at least seven thousand mem- bers already added to its churches. Other ministers bore witness to the abundant fruit of the revival. Then, after XXll MOODY AND SANKEY IN GREAT BRITAIN. silent prayer, the two evangelists hastily withdrew, not daring to expose themselves to the ordeal of parting with so many dear associates. They had held 285 meet- ings in London; these were attended by fully 2,500,000 people; the expenses were $140,000. These companions came together at the final meetings in Liverpool. They sailed homeward on the 6th of August, attended by many loving prayers, and arrived in New York on the 14th. MOODY AND SANKEY IN THE UNITED STATES. The gospel campaign in the union began at Brooklyn, on Sunday, October 24, 1875, an d continued there until November 19. The rink, on Clermont avenue, which had sittings for five thousand, was selected for the preach- ing services, while Mr. Talmage's tabernacle was devoted to prayer-meetings. A choir of 250 Christian singers was led by Mr. Sankey. In Philadelphia, a spacious freight depot, at Thirteenth and Market streets, was improvised to serve as a hall. Chairs were provided for about ten thousand listeners, besides a chorus of six hundred singers seated on the platform. The expenses were met by voluntary con- tributions outside, which amounted to $30,000. A corps of three hundred Christians acted as ushers, and a like number of selected workers served in the three inquiry- rooms. At the opening service, early on Sunday morn- ing, November 21, nine thousand were present, in spite of a drenching storm. In the afternoon, almost twice as many were turned away as found entrance. Henceforth, until the close, on January 16, the attendance and popu- lar interest never slackened. A special service was held on Thanksgiving day, and a watch-meeting on New xxiii XXIV MOODY AND SANKEY IN THE UNITED STATES. Year's eve, from nine to twelve. Efforts were made to reach all classes of the community, and the meetings for young men were specially blessed. A careful computa- tion puts the total attendance at 9,000,000, and the con- verts at 4,000. Before leaving the city, a col- lection was made on behalf of the new hall of the Young Men's Christian association, and about $100,000 were obtained. A Christian convention was held on the 19th and 20th of January, and pertinent sugges- tions about the methods of evangelistic work were given for the benefit of the two thousand ministers and laymen in attendance from outlying towns. For the mission in New York city, the hippodrome at Madison and Fourth avenues was leased, at a rental of $1,500 weekly, and $10,000 were expended in its pre- paration. It was partitioned into two halls, one seating 6,500, the other 4. 000, the intent being to use the second for overflow meetings, and so bring such large congre- gations more completely under the speaker's control. A choir of eight hundred singers and corps of lay workers were organized. The deep concern of the people to hear the plain gospel preached and sung was as deep here among all classes as elsewhere, and the attendance was unflagging from February 7 to April 19. Again a Christian conference was convened for two days, at which Christian workers from the north and east took counsel together. At the final meeting for young con- verts, 3, 500 were present by ticket. Mr. Moody spent two weeks in May with his friend Major Whittle, at Augusta, Georgia, while Mr. Sankey took a rest at Newcastle. He preached with his usual fervor to large congregations. He traveled northward MOODY AND SANKEY IN THE UNITED STATES. XXV to Chicago by way of Nashville, Louisville, St. Louis and Kansas City, holding meetings on the way. His new church edifice on Chicago avenue was opened on his arrival. It was a large brick building with stone facings, measuring 120 by 100 feet, and having a bell- tower 120 feet high. Its entire cost was $100,000, all of which was paid before its dedication. August and September were spent in a visit to the old Northfield homestead, and in little tours to Greenfield, Springfield and Brattleboro. Chicago gave the heartiest welcome to its own Moody and Sankey in October, where they resumed the mission work suspended by them three years before. A taber- nacle was erected which could shelter ten thousand, and a choir of three hundred singers was organized. The city pastors gave a most cordial support, and its populace, many of whom had seen their homes twice burnt to the ground, were eager to listen to the earnest messages of free salvation. The great northwest was now moved, as never before, especially when tidings came of the sudden death of Philip P. Bliss and his wife, at Ashtabula, on December 29. Within three months 4,800 converts were recorded in Chicago. The evangelical Christians of Boston had long been waiting on the Lord for a special blessing on their city. A permanent brick edifice was built on Tremont street, able to seat a congregation of six thousand. Dr. Tourjee gathered a body of two thousand Christian singers, and organized it into five distinct choirs. The thoughtful addresses of Rev. Joseph Cook were of use in preparing that cultured and critical city for the advent of the evan- gelists. And the result of the religious services was XXVI MOODY AND SANKEY IN THE UNITED STATES. almost beyond expectation. Instead of a single noon- meeting for prayer, seven or eight sprang up throughout the city, with numbers varying from two hundred to i, 500. Ninety churches co-operated in a house-to-house visitation, and two thousand visitors were enrolled into these bands of yoke-fellows. Throughout all New Eng- land, the quickened activities of the churches were un- mistakable. And the evangelical faith met a more re- spectful hearing from its thinking classes than had been witnessed for a hundred years. MR. MOODY AT NORTHFIELD. Shortly after his return to America Mr. Moody had decided to make Northfield his home, and for some years was kept busy planning and executing the erection of insti- tutes and schools that have in later years given Northfield a world reputation. Northfield is today the physical evidence of Moody's greatness as an educator as well as an evangelist. When in 1875 Moody, accompanied by Mr. Sankey, returned to America after an epoch-making tour of revivalism in Great Britain, it was expected that the evangelist would select Chicago for his home, as it had formerly been. But Moody had larger plans, and recognized that for the rest of his life he was to be a world evangelist without an abiding city. He would have to retire occasionally for a brief respite from his public labors and provide a shelter for his family. It was this twin purpose, as described by Mr. Moody himself, that first turned his thoughts to Northfield, his birthplace, as a permanent home. Nowhere could a more restful spot have been found. The trees which line the long, wide ave- nue in double rows on each side are tall and of vast girth and in the hottest days create ample shade. The old-fash- ioned white houses stand some distance from the road and from each other, and are mostly surrounded with lawns and flower beds. The old homestead which was Mr. Moody's birthplace was occupied by his mother until her xxvii XXV111 MR. MOODY AT NORTHFIELD. death a few years ago. It is a plain, old farmhouse, front- ing upon a country road which branches from the main street of the village and winds easterly up the hillside tow- ard a mountainous district. It looks out upon orchards and meadows and has a large tree in its front dooryard. When Mr. Moody decided to make a permanent home in Northfield he bought for about $3,000 a plain but roomy frame house, with grounds, at the north end of the town near his mother's house. The building fronts on the main road. To the building as Mr. Moody found it he made additions from time to time as they were required. His study was on the first floor near the entrance. Here was his working library. A fine clock, much admired by vis- itors, was sent to him by a lady in England who had been helped in the Christian life by Moody's illustration of a pendulum. Everything about the house was characterized by simplicity and the best conditions of effective work. In the heart of Northfield Rev. Dr. Pentecost of Brooklyn also purchased a commodious residence, and still further south is a modest white cottage which Mr. Sankey also bought and fitted up as a summer home, to be near his fellow evangelist. Mr. Moody was no sooner domiciled in Northfield than he began to turn his attention to remedying the lack of educational facilities for the young people of the neighbor- hood. He was still a tremendous worker in the outside evangelistic field, but whenever he returned to Northfield the desire to benefit the young with schooling facilities was uppermost. His own early education had been deficient, and it became a fixed purpose of his life to remove a similar deficiency for the new generation of young people growing up in Northfield and vicinity. He first planned a school for girls. He built a small addition to his own house, with room for eight girls, and when twenty girls had been ad- MR. MOODY AT NORTHFIELD. XXIX mitted to these cramped quarters, with others seeking entrance, he built a small brick dormitory and classroom on the other side of the street. This was also soon over- crowded, and Mr. Moody, with the help of H. N. F. Mar- shall, a retired Boston merchant, bought a hillside farm adjoining his own and his mother's holdings to the north. Plans for a building were begun and in 1879 the handsome brick building now known as East hall was erected. Its situation is more commanding than arty of the other buildings put up later. It affords a superb view to the west and north. The foreground is the eastern slope of the Connecticut valley and the river can be seen at inter- vals throughout many miles of its winding course. The western slope of the valley, partly wooded, culminates in a range of forest-clad hills. In the direction of Vermont is a wide landscape, fading into distant mountain peaks. East hall cost about $30,000, was designed as a dormitory and accommodates sixty students. The small brick building near Mr. Moody's house was for some time used in con- nestion with it as a recitation hall. An additional dormi- tory was remodeled out of a large dwelling house farther north and named Bonar hall, after Rev. Dr. Bonar of Glas- gow. This latter building was destroyed by fire in March, 1886. From the first Mr. Moody had kept down the charge of board and tuition for his girls to $100 a year. The ex- pense for each student was about $160 a year, the balance being made up by benevolent contributions. Applications increased at such a rate that it was decided in 188 1 to build another large dormitory. Moody was himself absent in England during most of the next three years, but during his absence American friends and coworkers put up a large brick dormitory, costing about $60,000. The building was finshed in 1884 an d was named Marquand hall. Its site is XXX MR. MOODY AT NORTHFIELD. to the northwest of East hall. The building is used entirely as a dormitory and accommodates about eighty students. About midway between Marquand hall and East hall a handsome building of brick and granite, called Recitation hall, was completed in 1885. The cost of the latter build- ing, like a similar one afterward put up at Mount Hermon, was borne by the hymn-book fund. Moody used to say when pointing to either structure: "Air. Sankey sang that building up." In fitting up Recitation hall it was arranged that parti- tions could be removed and the whole thrown into one auditorium. This hall has been the scene of many of the most memorable gatherings in Xorthfield of later years. In the same building are chemical, physical and botanical laboratories. A library building has also been given by generous friends. Improvements have been made on the grounds, which now have a parklike aspect. Winding drives connect the buildings with the main thoroughfare. The seminary grounds include more than 250 acres. There is an artificial lake, whose cost was borne by John YYana- maker of Philadelphia. Many additions and improvements have been made within recent years, but the seminary rules are the same as at the institution's humble beginning. In- stead of scores the pupils are now numbered by hundreds. The curriculum is as thorough as in most girls' schools, with the addition of specific Christian training. A graduate of Wellesley college, Miss Ewlyn S. Hall, organized the original teaching staff, which is still noted for proficiency. While the Xorthfield seminary was still in its infant state Air. Moody decided to have also a school for boys. His first purchase for this end was a 400-acre farm in the town of Gill, about four miles from Xorthfield, in a southwest- erly direction, across the Connecticut. He bought 200 acres first for $7,000 and a little later the other 200 acres MR. MOODY AT NORTHFIELD. XXXI for $5,500. The Connecticut River railroad traverses the site. The height upon which Mr. Moody decided to build his boys' school is now called Mount Hermon. There is a picturesque drive from Northfield to Mount Hermon. The river is crossed by a wire-rope ferry and there is tele- phone communication between the buildings of both insti- tutions. The money with which the Mount Hermon prop- erty was bought was the gift of Hiram Camp, who wrote his check for $25,000. At first the old farmhouses found upon the place were used as dormitories. A small wooden building was first put up to serve as a recitation hall. When more dormi- tory room was needed Mr. Moody concluded to try the family system. Instead of housing a large number of boys in one building they were divided into groups of not more than twenty and housed in small cottages, each under the charge of two matrons. In 1885 a large building of brick and granite, called Recitation hall, was completed and dedi- cated. It contains class and recitation rooms, library, chapel and museum. There is a splendid view from the cupola of this building. After a few years Mr. Moody changed his plans and raised the age of admission for his boys to 16 years and enlarged the course of study. This broke up the family system to some extent, and hew build- ings on a large scale were begun in 1885. In June, 1886, a large dormitory, called Crossley hall, was dedicated. Later a large brick dining hall was erected, and within recent years there have been many additions, making the Mount Hermon seminary one of the best equipped boys' schools in the east. Mr. Moody always had strong views as to the admission and training of his scholars of both sexes. At Mount Her- mon the cost of board and tuition was also placed at $100 a year, so that none was barred on the ground of expense. XXX11 MR. MOODY AT NORTHFIELD. At Mount Hermon the students have always been required to perform a certain amount of manual labor in addition to class work. Some are employed on the farm, some in the laundry and some in housework. The students are for the most part a picked body of young, vigorous Christians, who have been drawn to Mr. Moody's school from all parts of the earth. There are students from Germany, Scandi- navia, Turkey, and even American Indians and Japanese. Of course the main body of students is of American extrac- tion, and a large proportion of them are in training for missionary work. Whenever he was at Northfield Mr. Moody gave regular courses of lectures at both of his schools, and distinguished educators from all other seats of learning have been frequent lecturers. Besides his schools, Northfield, under Mr. Moody's direc- tion, became the center of gatherings of religious workers, culminating in the famous summer conventions which were begun in 1880. For nine months of every year up to the last year of his life Mr. Moody was engrossed in arduous evangelistic labor in various parts of the country. His idea of a vacation was to throw himself into his Northfield educational work and to plan big conventions which made Northfield a summer city. He called his first convention of Christian workers in 1880. The only large building then constructed was the one now known as East hall, be- hind which a capacious camp was pitched. Under this canopy from day to day were held meetings whose influ- ence was world-wide. In 1 88 1 a convention was called for bible study and continued for thirty days. Rev. Dr. Bonar of Glasgow, who had just served as moderator of the general assembly of the Free church of Scotland, was a principal figure at this gathering. Dozens of equally prominent clergymen and evangelists attended and Mr. Sankey conducted the MR. MOODY AT NORTHFIELD. XXX111 singing. For the next three years, owing to Mr. Moody's absence in England, there were no conventions, but in 1885 there was another August convention. Every year since they have grown in interest. The attendance has averaged from 300 to 500 from a distance, and with the people of the vicinity the meetings often averaged 1,500. Moody was always the life and soul of these conventions and of late years many of the most prominent regular pastors in Eng- land and America have taken part. Special conventions of college students have also been held under Mr. Moody's personal leadership. Whether the great evangelist's death will lessen the fame of Northfield as a convention city is a melancholy problem for a host of his friends and co- workers. MR. MOODY'S SICKNESS AND DEATH. The famous evangelist was stricken with heart trouble in Kansas City on Nov. 16, 1899, while holding revival meetings at Convention hall. He was compelled to give up his work, and on the day following started east in the care of a physician. Mr. Moody addressed great crowds during his stay at Kansas City. The meetings began on Sunday, Nov. 12. The crowds were immense, thousands of people filling the hall afternoon and evening each day. The strain on Mr. Moody was great. He preached his last sermon on Thurs- day night, Nov. 16, fully 15,000 people listening to an ear- nest appeal which many stamped as one of the evangelist's greatest efforts. He was stricken the next morning at his hotel, but laughingly declared he was all right, and that he would be able to preach that afternoon. After he reached Northfield eminent physicians were con- sulted and everything was done to prolong life. Conscious up to the moment his eyes closed, well know- ing his last sleep was about to begin, he died at 1 1 :5o o'clock, Dec. 22, 1899. The end came quietly, peacefully, at his home in this village, which he loved so well and near to the scenes of many of his triumphs. Mr. Moody first knew that the end was very near at 8 o'clock the previous night. He was satisfied that he would xxxiv MR. MOODY'S SICKNESS AND DEATH. XXXV not recover, and when the doctor confirmed his own opin- ion he said : "The world is receding and heaven opening." During the night Mr. Moody had a number of sinking spells. Despite his suffering he was kindness itself to those about him. At 2 o'clock in the morning Dr. N. P. Wood, the family physician, who slept in the house, was called at the request 'of Mr. Moody. The latter was per- spiring, and he requested his son-in-law, A. P. Fitt, who spent the night with him, to call the physician that he might note the symptoms. Dr. Wood administered a hypodermic injection of strychnia. This caused the heart to perform its duties more regularly, and Mr. Moody requested his son-in-law and Dr. Wood to retire. Mr. Moody's oldest son, Will R. Moody, who had been sleeping the first of the night, spent the last half hour with his father. At 7:30 o'clock in the morning Dr. Wood was again called. When he reached Mr. Moody's room he found his patient in a semi-conscious condition. When Mr. Moody recovered consciousness he said, with all his old vivacity : "What's the matter ; what's going on here ?" "Father, you haven't been quite so well, and so we came in to see you," a member of the family replied. A little later Mr. Moody said to his sons : "I have always been an ambitious man — not ambitious to lay up wealth, but to find work to do." Mr. Moody urged his two boys and Mr. Fitt to see that the schools at Northfleld, at Mount Hermon and the Chi- cago P)ible Institute should receive their best care. This they assured Mr. Moody they would do. During the forenoon Mrs. Fitt, his daughter, said to him: "Father, we can't spare you." Mr. Moody's reply was: XXXVI MR. MOODY S SICKNESS AND DEATH. "I'm not going to throw my life away. If God has more work for me to do I'll not die." Dr. Wood says Mr. Moody did not have the slightest fear of death. He was thoroughly conscious until within less than a minute of his death and told his family that as God called he was ready to go. iVt one time he told the attending physician not to give him any more medicine to revive him, as calling him back simply prolonged the agony for his family. In his closing hours there was no note of sadness, but one of triumph. Mr. Moody knew he was going, and he was most serene. Wednesday night he sent the members of his family out of his room and sent for his brother, and when the latter came in he said : 'You know what this means." He told his brother what he wanted done in many affairs. Friday at 7 45 a. m., when alone with Will Moody, he said : "Earth is receding ; heaven is opening ; God is calling." Will told his father it was not as bad as that, and that he was dream- ing, but Mr. Moody replied : 'No, I am in the gates. I have seen the children,' referring to his two grandchildren, who died last year. "The family was hastily summoned, and as they gath- ered about his bed he said : 'No pain ! No valley ! Is this death? This isn't bad; it is sweet; this is bliss.' Later he said: 'This is my coronation day, and I have been look- ing forward to it for years.' Mrs. Moody seemed on the point of breaking down, and he said to her : 'Mamma, you were always afraid of sudden surprises. Brace yourself.' "He told his daughter, Mrs. Fitt, that he was going, and when she said they could not spare him he answered, sim- ply : 'God calls.' He was conscious almost to the last, but when the final summons came he was unconscious. His family knew when the end was close at hand, and all the members were present. His last breath was as one breath- ing in a peaceful sleep. MR. MOODY S SICKNESS AND DEATH. XXXV11 Dr. Wood says the cause of his death was heart failure. He adds that the walls surrounding the heart were growing weaker and weaker. While it is true that Mr. Moody had symptoms of Bright's disease a few days ago, his death was due, the physicians say, to dilation of the heart. There had been dilation in a gradual way for the past nine years. The family had been told some time ago that Mr. Moody might get out and about, but still he was liable to drop away at any time. There were present in Mr. Moody's chamber when he died his wife, his daughter, Mrs. Fitt, and her husband, Mr. and Mrs. Will R. Moody, Paul Moody, the youngest son; Dr. N. P. Wood and Miss Powers, the nurse. Mrs. Moody has carried herself during the sickness of her hus- band with the greatest bravery and patience, but when death came she was prostrated. Will Moody's wife is a daughter of D. W. Whittle, the evangelist. Paul Moody is a student at Yale. FUNERAL AT EAST NORTHFIELD. The funeral, which was held at his late home Dec. 26, 1899, was in keeping with his life. It was without show, yet was characterized by deep earnestness. The services at the house and at the grave were carried out according to his wishes, and the body was laid to rest in Little Round Top, where he had conducted so many meetings during his conference work. The services began with prayer at the house shortly after 10 o'clock in the morning. The Rev. Dr. C. J. Scho- field, pastor of the village church, read Mr. Moody's favor- ite texts from the scriptures, and the Rev. Dr. R. A. Torrey of the Moody Bible Institute, Chicago, offered prayer. The service was held in the parlor and was attended by many of the men who had been associated with Mr. Moody in the last years of his .work. In the chamber directly overhead was the family, with the body of the deceased.- Outside were gathered thirty-two members of Mr. Moody's school. At the close of the service they placed the casket on a bier thirty feet long and ten feet wide and covered with black, and bore it to the Congregational church, a mile distant. A. P. Fitt, who married Mr. Moody's only daughter, scat- tered white roses over the casket and bier before the pro- cession started for the church. In advance of the students xxxviii FUNERAL AT EAST NORTHFIELD. XXXIX carrying the bier walked the Rev. Dr. Schofield and the Rev. Dr. Torrey, and in the rear were those who had been among Mr. Moody's closest friends and associates in his life work, among them Ira D. Sankey. Close to Mr. Sankey were George C. Stebbins and D. B. Tower, who for years had led the singing at Mr. Moody's Northfield conferences. Other well-known men in the procession were R. C. Morse, representing the International Young Men's Christian Association ; Dr. W. Mc Williams of New Jersey, and W. J. Ordman and George C. Need- ham of Philadelphia. It had been arranged that the body should lie in state at the church from 10 o'clock until after the service, but it was nearly noon before the sorrowful procession arrived. The body was placed in front of the little old-fashioned pulpit and the casket opened. On the plate was the in- scription : DWIGHT L. MOODY, 1837-1899. A floral offering from the bible institute of Chicago was placed at the foot of the casket, but there was no marked display of flowers in the church, it being Mr. Moody's wish that there should not be. The little church was crowded to the doors, all classes and conditions being represented. Mr. Moody's favorite hymn, "Rock of Ages," was sung by the Mount Hermon male quartet. The eulogy was delivered by the Rev. C. J. Schofield, who said of the dead evangelist: "We are met, dear friends, not to mourn a defeat^ but to celebrate a triumph. 'He walked with God, and he was not, for God took him.' There in the west, in the presence of great audiences of 10,000 of his fellowmen, God spoke to him to lav it all down and come home. He would have XL FUNERAL AT EAST NORTHFIELD. planned it so. This is not the place, nor am I the man to present a study of the life and character of Dwight L. Moody. No one will ever question that we are to-day laying in the kindly bosom of the earth the mortal body of a great man. "Whether we measure greatness by character, by quali- ties of intellect, or by things alone, Dwight L. Moody must be accounted great. The basis of Mr. Moody's character was sincerity, genuineness. He had an inveterate aversion to all forms of sham, unreality and pretense. Most of all did he detest religious pretense, cant. "Along with this fundamental quality Mr. Moody cher- ished a great love of righteousness. His first question concerning any proposed action was Ts it right?' but these two qualities, necessarily at the bottom of all noble char- acters, were in him suffused and transfigured by divine grace. Besides all this, Mr. Moody was in a wonderful degree brave, magnanimous and unselfish. Doubtless this unlettered New England country boy became what he was by the grace of God. "The secret of Dwight L. Moody's power lay: First, in a definite experience of Christ's saving grace. He had passed out of death into life and he knew it. Secondly, Mr. Moody believed in the divine authority of the scrip- tures. The bible was to him the verse of God, and he made it resound as such in the conscience of men. Thirdly, he was baptized with the Holy Spirit and knew that he was. It was to him as definite an experience as his conversion. Fourthly, he was a man of prayer. He believed in a living and unfettered God. But, fifthly, Mr. Moody believed in work, in ceaseless effort, in wise provision, in the power of organization, of publicity. "I like to think of Dwight L. Moody in heaven. I like to think of him with his Lord, an4 with Elijah, Daniel, Paul, THE FUNERAL AT EAST NORTHFIELD. XL1 Augustine, Luther, Wesley and Finney. Farewell, for a little time, great heart. May a double portion of the spirit be vouchsafed to us who remain." The Rev. Mr. Torrey followed Dr. Schofield. His eulogy was based upon Mr. Moody's life exemplifying the grace of God. Following Mr. Torrey, remarks were made by the Rev. H. G. Weston of Crozier Theological seminary, Chester, Pa. ; the Rev. A. T. Pierson of Brooklyn, N. Y. ; Bishop Mallalieu of Boston and the Rev. J. W. Chapman of New York. The body was then carried to the burial place at Round Top. The chorus sang "Jesus, Lover of My Soul," and after prayer and a benediction the body was lowered to its resting place. IRA DAVID SANKEY. In the good providence of God, the gospel preacher was given the gospel singer, that they might go forth to- gether, like the first disciples sent out by the Lord — double for fellowship, single in heart; to labor as yoke-fellows in the harvest-field in the world. The first, as we have seen, had been trained in the rugged school of adversity and self-denial, that he might bebold, self-reliant, patient, fearless, venturesome in deeds of faith, and tireless in labors of love, His companion, on the contrary, was reared under the hallowing influences of a happy, Chris- tian homestead, so that his whole character was mellowed by the sweetening experiences of a childhood and man- hood developed harmoniously and joyously. So strangely diverse was their training as individuals, yet so wisely ordered were all the events of these isolated lives by the Master's hand, these two Christian workers, when joined together and tested, were found to be admirably fitted to supplement each other's deficiencies, and thus to con- stitute a human instrumentality which the Lord could use for glorifying Himself and extending His kingdom upon earth. XLli IRA D. SANKEY PRESIDING AT THE ORGAN IRA DAVID SANKEY. XLlll Ira David Sankey was born on the 28th of August, 1840. His birthplace was the village of Edinburgh, Lawrence county, in western Pennsylvania. On the paternal side, he came of English stock, and on the ma- ternal of Scotch-Irish. His parents were natives of Mer- cer county, and were members of the Methodist Episco- pal church. Out of their family of nine children, only three sons and one daughter grew up to maturity. David, the father, was well off in worldly circumstances, and in such good repute among his neighbors that they re- peatedly elected him a member of the state legislature. He was also a licensed exhorter of his own church. Thus the means and the character of this household were such as to insure ample advantages for culture in general knowledge and spiritual truth. Ira, from his childhood, was noted for his joyous spirit and trustful disposition. The sunshiny face that is so attractive in his public ministry has been a distinguishing feature from early boyhood, and very early won him the praise of being " the finest little fellow in the neighbor- hood." His father states, " There was nothing very re- markable in his early or boyhood history. The gift of singing developed in him at a very early age. I say gift, because it was God-given; he never took lessons from any one, but his taste for music was such that when a small boy he could make passable music on almost any kind of instrument." An old Scotch farmer, named Frazer, early interested himself in the little lad, and of his good influence Mr. Sankey thus spoke, at a children's meeting, held in the town of Dundee, Scotland. "The very first recollection I have of anything pertaining to religious life was in connection with him. I remember he took XL1V IRA DAVID SANKEY. me by the hand, along with his own boys, to the Sab- bath-school, that old place which I shall remember to my dying day. He was a plain man, and I can see him standing up and praying for the children. He had a great, warm heart, and the children all loved him. It was years after that when I was converted, but my im- pressions were received when I was very young from that man." Thus reared in a genial, religious atmosphere, liked and respected by all who knew him and accepted as a leader by his boyish comrades, Ira lived on till past his fifteenth year, before his soul was converted to Christ. His conviction as a sinner occurred while he attended a series of special services, held in a little church, three miles from his home, and of which Rev. H. H. Moore was then pastor. At first, he was as gay as his curious com- panions. But an earnest Christian met him each evening with a few soul-searching words; and after a week's hard struggle, he came as a sinner to the Savior and found peace in acceptance. Soon after, when his father re- moved to Newcastle, to assume the presidency of the bank, Ira became a member of the Methodist church and also a pupil at the academy at Newcastle. This young Christian was richly endowed with a talent for singing spiritual songs. His pure, beautiful voice gave a clear utterance to the emotions of his sympathetic, joyous nature, and was potent in carrying messages from his heart to the hearts of his hearers. It now became his delight to devote this precious gift to the service of his Lord, and it was his continual prayer that the Holy Spirit would bless the words sung to the conversion of those who flocked to the services to hear him. Before IRA DAVID SANKEY. XLV he attained his majority, he was appointed superintend- ent of the Sunday-school, which contained above three hundred scholars; and it was blessed with a continual re- vival. His singing of the gospel invitations in solos dates from this time. The sweet hymns were sung in the very spirit of prayer, and the faith of the singer was rewarded with repeated blessings. A class of seventy Christians was committed to his charge, and this weighty responsibility made him a more earnest student of the Holy Bible. He encouraged his class to tell him of their condition in Bible language, as texts abounded for every state of grace, and every description of religious feeling. The choir of the congregation also came under his leadership. Young as he was, he insisted on conduct befitting praise-singers in the house of God, and on a clear enunciation of each word sung. The congenial religious duties were suspended for a time by the call of the nation to arms upon the fall of Fort Sumpter. Mr. Sankey was among the first to vol- unteer for three months, and he served out his term of enlistment. Even in camp he gathered about him a band of singers, and was an earnest worker in the prayer- meetings of soldiers. Upon his return home, he became an assistant to his father as collector of internal revenue. He held that position with credit till his voluntary resig- nation, nearly ten years later. On the ninth of Septem- ber, 1863, he was married to Miss Edwards, a helpful member of his choir, and teacher in his school. Their happy family now contains three sons, of whom the youngest was born in Scotland, while the eldest, Henry, is already a boy evangelist, Mr. Sankey is an artless, and not an artistic singer. XLV1 IRA DAVID SANKEY. It has chanced that he has never studied music under a cultured teacher, and hence he has always relied upon his intuitive genius for song. He sings just like a nightin- gale, and pours forth his whole heart in a flood of melo- dy. And he does this, not for the sake of winning praise for the skill of his execution, or for the beauty of his rich baritone voice. Such a use would be a profanation of the talent which he has dedicated to the service of his Savior. His sole aspiration is that his song may be blessed to the bearing of gospel truth into the hearts of his audience. Hence he makes each articulation dis- tinct and audible, sings with the whole wealth of his heart, and hallows the hymn for good unto souls by se- cret prayer. As he sought only to honor his Lord, the latter has honored him before men. Conventions and other re- ligious gatherings became eager to have him lead their services of praise, and he kept all such engagements with- out making any charge. He assisted in organizing a Young Men's Christian association at Newcastle, and was elected president. In June, 1871, he was appointed its delegate to the international convention, which met in Indianapolis. It was there that he first met Mr. Moody, and heard a call from him to give his whole time henceforth to working for the Master. At the early prayer-meeting, the singing was dull and doleful, until Mr. Sankey was called forward to act as leader. His sweet voice and fervid spirit at once brought the bold evangelist to his side. " Where do you live ?" asked Mr. Moody, bluntly. " In Newcastle, Pennsylvania." "Are you married?" "Yes." "How many children have you?" "One." "I want you." " What for? " "To IRA DAVID SANKEY. XLV11 help me in my work in Chicago." "I cannot leave my business." " You must; I have been looking for you for the last eight years. You must give up your business, and come to Chicago with me." " I will think of it; I will pray over it; I will talk it over with my wife." Prayer and reflection deepened the conviction which this call made on Mr. Moody's heart. With painful re- luctance, he -severed the associations so dear to him, at his home, and in the spirit of faith joined Mr. Moody in his vast labors as an evangelist in Chicago. His tender sympathy and loving manner qualified him to give just the sweet melody needed to modulate the fiery boldness of the lay preacher. Here they worked together in har- mony, and were blessed with many souls as their hire, until the city of Chicago was swept by a storm of fire in the following October. These companions then lost all their possessions and had to separate. Mr. Sankey now rejoined his family in Pennsylvania, and set about sing- ing for conventions again, until a telegram from Mr. Moody, three months later, to " come at once," recalled him to the work of the new tabernacle in Chicago. This disaster strengthened instead of shattering the trustful faith of these evangelists, for it opened the hearts of the people more readily to receive their message of the Savior's love, and made the frame building a sanctuary for re- lieving the bodily and spiritual wants of multitudes of the homeless. Just in the midst of this season of trial Mr. Sankey was very much encouraged by the testimony of a little dying girl. This incident, which was destined to have an effect upon his whole after life, was thus narrated by him at Dundee, Scotland. ' ' I want to speak a word XLV111 IRA DAVID SANKEY. about singing, not only to little folks, but to grown peo- ple. During the winter, after the great Chicago fire, when the place was built up with little frame houses for the people to stay in, a mother sent for me, one day, to come and see her little child, who was one of our Sab- bath-school scholars. I remembered her very well, hav- ing seen her in the meetings very frequently, and was glad to go. She was lying in one of those poor little huts, everything having been burned in the fire. I ascer- tained that she was past all hope of recovery, and that they were waiting for the little one to pass away. ' How is it with you to-day?' I asked. With a beautiful smile on her face, she said, ' It is all well with me to-day. I wish you would speak to my father and my mother.' 'But,' said I, ' are you a Christian?' ' Yes.' ' When did you be- come one?' Do you remember last Thursday in the ta- bernacle, when we had that little singing meeting, and you sang, "Jesus loves even me?" 'Yes.' 'It was last Thursday. I believed on the Lord Jesus, and now I am going to be with Him to-day.' That testimony from that little child in that neglected quarter of Chicago has done more to stimulate me and bring me to this country than all that the papers or any persons might say. I re- member the joy I had in looking upon that beautiful face. She went up to heaven, and no doubt said she learned upon earth that Jesus loved her from that little hymn. If you want to enjoy a blessing, go to the bed- sides of these bedridden and dying ones, and sing to them of Jesus, for they cannot enjoy these meetings as you do. You will get a great blessing to your own souls." The joy of having this first convert through his own ministry of song led the gospel singer to a more thor- IRA DAVID SANKEY. XLlX ough reliance on the leading of his Master, and a still deeper study of God's word. When Mr. Moody paid a visit to England in the spring of 1872, his yoke-fellow was naturally left to act as leader in the services at the tabernacle. His leisure hours, at this time, were spent in gathering a number of spirited hymns that appeared to be adapted for evangelistic services, and in fitting a few of them with appropriate music. These were ar- ranged into a "Musical Scrap Book," and that was the only book, besides his Bible, that he took with him on the voyage of faith across the Atlantic. Among these sacred songs were P. P. Bliss' "Hold the Fort," " Jesus Loves Even Me," and " Free from the Law;" Mrs. Dr. Griswold's " We're Going Home To-morrow;" Mrs. E. Codner's " Lord I hear Showers of Blessing;" Mrs. W. S. Ackerman's " Nothing but Leaves;" Rev. S. Low- ry's " Shall we Gather at the River?" Miss Anna War- ner's "One More Day's Work for Jesus;" Kate Har- sley's " I Love to Tell the Story; " Mrs. A. S. Hawks' " I Need Thee Every Hour; " Mrs. Lydia Baxter's " Take the Name of Jesus with You;" Mrs. Emily S. Oakey's " Sowing the Seed by the Daylight Fair; " Fan- ny J. Crosby's "Safe in the Arms of Jesus" and "Pass Me Not, O Gentle Savior;" Rev. Joseph H. Gilmore's " He Leadeth Me; " and Rev. W. W. Walford's "Sweet Hour of Prayer." Two other chief favorites of his selection were " Nine- ty and Nine" and "Jesus of Nazareth PassethBy." The first of these was written' by Miss Eliza C. Clephane, of Melrose, Scotland, in 1868, and was printed a little while before her death, in the Daily Treasury, edited by Dr. Arnott. Six years elapsed before it came, providen- L IRA DAVID SANKEY. tially, to Mr. Sankey's notice, while he was in Scotland. It chanced that he bought among other religious week- lies a copy of The Christian Age, of London, of the date of May 13, 1874, and found the "Ninety and Nine" re- printed as a poetical waif. He was at once so im- pressed with its value for his mission of gospel song that he composed an air for it, and sang it three days later in the Free Assembly hall, Edinburgh. A letter of thanks from the sister of the poet gave him the facts of its au- thorship, and led to receipt of one other precious hymn, " Beneath the Cross of Jesus." Miss Campbell was the author of "Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." Her heart was deeply moved by a revival at Newark, N. J., in 1864, and her imagination was fired by an address by R. G. Pardee, on the reply to blind Bartimeus: "They told him that Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." The second stanza is given herewith, as it is omitted in the common version: " E'en children feel the potent spell, And haste their new-found joy to tell; In crowds they to the place repair Where Christians daily bow in prayer, Hosanna's mingle with the cry; ' Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.' " In the spring of 1873, two paths of usefulness were opened to the choice of Mr. Sankey. His brother evan- gelist desired his aid for a gospel visitation to Great Britain, while Philip Phillips offered him brilliant pros- pects for a singing term of six months on the Pacific coast. His decision was destined to be of great moment to the welfare of his generation. He looked to prayer for guidance, and then was led to adopt this advice of a friend: " Two workers in the same line, especially two singers, are sure not to agree. Go with Moody; then you can do your work, and he can do his, and there will be no occasion of conflict between vou." So attended IRA DAVID SANKEY. Ll by his little family, he trustfully set forth on a journey of four thousand miles, on a mission of gospel evangel- ization which was to attain far grander results for good than one could dare to hope. The joyous, prayerful singing of the gospel in hymns by Mr. Sankey came like a revelation of unexpected truth and grace to the Scottish and English peoples. In Scotland, especially, to the sujprise of all who are ac- quainted with the cautious, distrustful and clannish char- acter of the followers of John Knox, the masses were moved with an indiscribable impulse. The unimpas- sioned worshipers, who had been accustomed for gener- ations to reject as uninspired all other services of praise than their own rude, unpoetic version of the psalms, now listened with a hungry delight to the testimonies of the most gifted Christian singer of the age, His intense earnestness made the old, old story enter as a divine message into the consciences and hearts of those who came to hear him out of curiosity, or as doubters. Thus the singing of hymns and the use of a melodeon as an ac- companiment were welcomed at sight with a heartiness that dissipated the prejudicies of centuries. One of his hearers, Mrs. Barbour, thus described the abiding impressions made on his audiences at Edinburgh: "Mr. Sankey sings with the conviction that souls are receiving Jesus between one note and the next. The still- ness is overawing; some of the lines are more spoken than sung. The hymns are equally used for awakening, none more than 'Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.' When you hear the ' Ninety and Nine ' sung, you know of a truth that down in this corner, up in that gallery, behind that pillar which hides the singer's face from the listener, the Lll IRA DAVID SANKEY. hand of Jesus has been finding this and that and yonder lost one, to place them in His fold. A certain class of hearers come to the services solely to hear Mr. Sankey, and the song throws the Lord's net around them. We asked Mr. Sankey one day what he was tc sing. He said, ' I'll not know till I hear how Mr. Moody is clos- ing.' Again, we were driving to the Canongate Parish church one winter night, and Mr. Sankey said to the young minister who had come for him, ' I'm thinking of singing, ' I am so glad to night.' ' O,' said the young man, please do rather sing, 'Jesus of Nazareth.' An old man told me to-day that he had been awakened by it the last night you were down. He said, ' It just went through me like an electric shock.' A gentleman in Edinburgh was in distress of soul, and happened to linger in a pew after the noon meeting. The choir had remained to practice, and began ' Free from the Law, O happy con- dition.' Quickly the Spirit of God carried that truth home to the awakened conscience, and he was at rest in the finished work of Jesus." "The wave of sacred song," she added, "has spread over Ireland, and it is now sweeping through England. But, indeed, it is not being confined to the United King- dom alone. Far away off on the shores of India, and in many other lands, these sweet songs of a Savior's love are being sung. Mr. Sankey's collection of sacred songs has been translated into five or six languages, and are winging their way into tens of thousands of hearts and homes, and the blessing of the Lord seems to accompany them wherever sung. " At a noonday prayer-meeting, when the hymn " Sowing the seed by the daylight fair," IRA DAVID SANKEY. ' Llll was announced for singing, Mr. Sankey spoke as fol- lows: " Before we sing this hymn, I will tell you one reason why we should sing these hymns. It is because God is blessing them to many a poor wanderer who comes to this building night after night. Last week a man who had once occupied a high position in life came into this hall, and sat down. While I was singing this hymn he took out his pass-book and wrote out these words — '* 'Sowing the seed of a lingering pain, Sowing the seed of a maddening brain, Sowing the seed of a tarnished name, Sowing the seed of eternal shame; O, what shall the harvest be?' " "Last night, that man in the inquiry-room went on his knees, and asked God to break the chain that had dragged him down from such a high position to the low- est of the low. He said he had resolved when he went out of that praise-meeting that he would cease to indulge in the intoxicating cup; but before he went home he went into a saloon, and broke his resolution. We prayed for him last night. He is now praying that God may break his chain. I want to pray that this brand may be plucked from the burning, and that God may use these gospel hymns to turn the hearts of sinful men." A touching account has been given in an English jour- nal of the last hours of a young girl only ten years old, who had listened in delight to Mr. Sankey's singing. " O, how I love those dear hymns," said she. "When I am gone, mother, will you ask the girls of the school to sing the hymn: L1V IRA DAVID SANKEY. " 'Ring the bells of heaven! there is joy to-day, For a soul returning from the wild; See! the father meets him out upon the way, Welcoming his weary wandering child.' " The night before her death she said: "Dear father and mother, I hope I shall meet you in heaven! I am so happy mother! You cannot think how bright and happy I feel." Again, " Perhaps Jesus may send me to fetch some of my brothers and sisters. I hope He will send me to fetch you, mother." Half an hour before her departure, she exclaimed, "O, mother, hark at the bells of heaven! they are ringing so beautifully." Then, closing her eyes awhile, presently she cried again, "Hearken to the harps! they are most splendid. O, how I wish you could hear them!" Then, shortly after, she spoke again, "O mother, I see the Lord Jesus and the angels! O, if you could see them too! He is sending one to fetch me!" She had been counting the hours and minutes since she had heard the mill-bell at half-past one p. M. , long- ing so earnestly to depart, yet expressed a hope she might see her dear father (then absent at work) before she went. At last, just five minutes or so before her expiring breath, she said, 4 ' O mother, lift me up from the pillow — high, high up! O, I wish you could lift me right up into heaven!" Then, almost immediately after, as doubtless conscious that the parting moment was at hand, " Put me down again — down quick!" Then calmly, brightly, joyously, gazing upward as at some vision of surprising beauty, she peacefully, sweetly, triumphantly breathed forth her precious spirit into the arms of the ministering angels whom Jesus had sent to fetch her; and so was for- ever with the Lord she loved. Daniel Confounding the Priests of Bel. MOODY'S NEW GOSPEL SERMONS. THE WORK OF THE HOLY SPIRIT. I suppose there is not a real Christian here, this after- noon, but that has a desire to be used of God. If you have no desire, no longing for usefulness, I should say there is something wrong in your life. It seems to me that the first impulse, the first aim of a new-born soul is service. " What shall I do? I want to do something." This desire is not of gratitude to Him who has saved you. I cannot conceive of a subject more important than the one before us. When Christ had finished his work, the last thing He did was to teach His disciples of the coming of the Holy Spirit, and what He would do when He came. When He handed over His work to them, then it was He told them that the Spirit was coming to help and to work with them. It was this that helped those early Christians, and it will help us. There is not a man or woman to-day who may not be helped if he will. But first, there must be a willing mind and heart; we must know the mind of the Holy Spirit, give ourselves up wholly, to be led and guided and filled with the Spirit. 447 448 Moody's sermons. Now, in the first place, it is well for us to remember that the Holy Spirit is a person. I think I was a Chris- tian for a number of years before I knew that. If I had ever heard it, it had slipped from me and left no impres- sion. I remember, the first time I was awakened upon this subject while listening to an old minister talking about honoring the Holy Ghost. I had always up to that time looked upon Him in the light of one of the attributes, like justice, mercy, love. But when this old divine talked about His personality, I really thought the old man had gone a little out of his head. It seemed so strange that I had never heard of it before! I went home and read my Bible in order to find out everything that the book said about the Holy Spirit. I found that it always spoke of the spirit as " He," never as an influence. There is one verse in the fourteenth chapter of John, where the word " He" occurs four times. I haven't time to dwell upon the personality of the Holy Ghost, and will not say anything more about it. I only want you to understand that He is distinct from the Father and the Son. When Jesus came down to the earth, the work that He did was distinct from the work of the Father. But now let us come to what His work is. In the first place His work is to convict of sin. You often hear people say, k< Why is it so few people are converted under our minister? He is cultured, refined, intellectual, eloquent, but yet there seem to be very few conversions." Well, now, my dear friends, if you are going to look to your ministers to convict and convert people,' you are going to be disappointed. It is the work of the Holy Ghost to convict of sin. I have often said that I had rather do almost any manual work than that which I am doing, if THE WORK OF THE HOLY SPIRITo 449 I have got to convict the people of sin. It is God's work to carry home conviction to the heart, not man's work. When He shall come, He shall convict and convince men of sin. I have seen people who, when the spirit of God has been working mightily, would get up and go out, and slam the door after them in a bad passion. Not a bad sign. I would a good deal rather have them do that than make no sign at all. When I was preaching in Philadelphia, some time ago, a man and his wife attended my lecture one night. They went home, and the man went to bed without speaking to his wife. The next morning he got up, and ate his breakfast, and went off without saying a word to her. All that day she moaned, that she had made a mistake in taking her husband to the meetings. He came home at noon and did not speak to her, and at night again. And he kept that up for a whole week. At the end of the week he said, ''Wife, why did you tell Mr. Moody all about me? " His wife replied that she had not spoken a word to Mr. Moody about him. " Then you must have written him about me." "No, I haven't written him anything about you." " Well, then, he must have heard it from some one else. That impudent wretch held me up before thousands of people and told them all about me." Well, then, after a man has been convinced of his sins and is willing to give them up, the next thing the Spirit does is to shed abroad the love of God in our hearts. A great many people are always trying to make themselves love God. You cannot do it. Love must be spontaneous. You cannot love by trying to make yourself love. You have got to have power, and that power comes from the 450 Moody's sermons. Spirit. When we have that love, then we have the spirit of Jesus Christ. Once I asked a lady who was mourning, because she didn't love God, if she loved her mother. She said, "Yes, I cannot help it." "Well," I said, "that is it exactly." When that heart has been filled with the spirit of God, you cannot help loving Him. But you cannot make yourself love. More love is just what we want to-day. If you should ask me what the church needs, I should say " love." Then another thing that the spirit does is to impart hope. You never saw the spirit of God working in a church that wasn't hopeful. Another thing the spirit of God does, is to give liberty. Where the spirit is, there is liberty. In a good deal of our church work there is almost everything but liberty. A good deal of our work is forced work. Sometimes it takes a good deal of strength to get out a word. Why? Because the atmos- phere isn't right. The Holy Spirit has got to have the right atmosphere to work in. You take the atmosphere out of this room, and my voice wouldn't be heard three feet away from me. You have got to have air to convey sound, and you have got to have the spirit prepare the ground in order to carry home the truth. If you get into a certain atmosphere where the spirit isn't working, you will not have liberty. If a minister hasn't got liberty, it isn't always his fault. I want to emphasize that. The fault may be down there in the audience. I venture to say that an archangel couldn't have had liberty under such circumstances. Why? Because of the fault-finding, back-biting and criticism. Supposing Andrew and Philip had a row and were, not on speaking terms, do you think there would have been THE WORK OF THE HOLY SPIRIT. 45 1 any liberty? There is not the right atmosphere, and, I do not care who you put in the pulpit, there will be no liberty. You want some new church members down there. You get them straight, and the minister will be all right. Supposing James had turned to John and said, " John, I really don't think Peter is preaching as well to-day as usual"; and John had replied, "Why, he has the most influential congregation I ever saw. The greatest men of the city are here. " I will venture to say that you have had ten thousand better sermons preached than Peter ever preached. Suppose those people had gone on pick- ing Peter to pieces. Do you think there would have been any power? But the one hundred and twenty held Peter right up to God, and, if you will allow me to use the expression, he swung loose that day. It takes neither brains nor heart to find fault. Anybody can do that. If you doubt what I say, just go into a crowd and. hear a stranger talk. You will hear it said, " Well, what do you think of him?" "I must confess that I was greatly disappointed. He isn't as good as our own minister." Another comes along and says, ' ' He wasn't logical. I have a logical turn of mind, and when I go to church I want to hear logic!" Another says, " He wasn't philosophical. Don't know what it means, but philosophy is what he wants. " Another says, " It was all brain. Now, I am using my brain all day long, and when I go to church, I want some one to appeal to my heart." I wish we could get this spirit of criticism out of the church, and then there would be something done. But perhaps the fault is not with the man in the pulpit. When you go home and look in the looking-glass, perhaps you will see the guilty person. What he wants is to get out 452 MOODY S SERMONS. of the business of fault-finding. It is a poor business, my friend. Just get to praying. You need the spirit of God just as much as the minister. You business men need it; the Sunday-school teachers need it; there are men and women who confess God, who need it. You will have liberty to walk and talk with, and work for Christ, if you have His spirit. His work is also to testify of Christ. What we want to-day is love of Christ. That's all. Let these ministers go into the pulpits and lift up Christ, and let speculation go. The world can get on without speculation and theories, but this old world cannot go on without Jesus Christ. Therefore we want to preach Him and hold Him up. There is no class of men that Jesus Christ won't draw, if He is lifted up. Then, another thing the spirit of God does is to teach you. " He shall teach you all things. " He is a wonder- ful teacher. There is not a thing that I want to know about future life that God cannot teach me. Any spirit that does not want that book, you may know is a lying spirit. " He shall teach you all things." Now, if we have got a teacher sent down here from heaven, to teach us all things, are we not dishonoring Him if we run after other teachers? People often come to me and ask me to go to other teachers, call up some departed spirits, and have the chairs and tables turning around. I tell them, " No." When the Lord converted me, He took me out of darkness. In secret, my Master taught nothing. I don't want anything of these teachers that are going to teach us in the dark. I don't know what they are. They may come from hell. THE WORK OF THE HOLY SPIRIT. 453 And then He shall guide you into all truth. Wonderful guide, isn't He? That is what He is down here for, to guide us through the wilderness. He is here to look after us. Now, I want to call your attention to a fact. You never in your life saw a man full of God who wasn't full of Scripture. You see a minister in the pulpit that is filled with the spirit of God, and he will talk Scripture right along. Mary was filled with the Holy Ghost, and that Magnificat flowed from her lips. And any man full of the Holy Ghost will talk Scripture. I believe Christ never spoke of His death but what He said, "On the third day I will rise again." And yet, when the time came His disciples had forgotten all about those words. It has always been a mystery to me where the family of Bethany was. You would have thought they would have remembered and been at His grave. His enemies had better memories than His own disciples. They were at the door of the sepulcher; but they never did a better thing for Christianity than to roll that stone up against the door. But when the Holy Ghost came, then we are told that they remembered the words of the Lord Jesus. Their memory was long enough then. I tell you, when you are filled with the spirit of God, Scripture will come rush- ing into your mind. One text upon another, comes rushing into your mind saying, " Use me, use me." And then, " He shall comfort you." There is not a broken heart to-day that He cannot make whole. There is not a sorry one that He will not comfort. "If I go not away, the Comforter will not come." 454 Moody's sermons. I want to say to the singers, that there is great honor put upon music. When the Levites were praising God, then it was that the Shekinah came and filled the temple with glory. If the members of the choir had been at enmity with each other, and had not been on speaking terms, do you think there would have been any harmony? You want your singing in harmony with the preaching, and the singer wants to keep his heart as well tuned as the minister, if he is going to sing well. I don't know what angel it was that got down to the plains to tell the shepherds that Christ had come, but I have an idea that it was Gabriel. But they sung, " Glory to God in the Highest; Peace on earth, Good will toward men." And let me say to the singers that I believe they are doing as much as I am. You sing the gospel, and I will preach it. I believe John Wesley did as much good as Charles. One preached and the other sung the gospel, halfway around the world in a very short time. I believe I should be at my wits' ends if you asked me to quote any- thing that Charles Wesley ever said, but I think I could repeat several of John Wesley's hymns. Let us praise God as well as pray. Let us be thankful for what we have got. Sometimes, when we get to praying, the Holy Ghost comes. I like to go into a meeting when you cannot sing or say anything, and when you feel as if you don't want any one to say a word. The Holy Ghost can do more in one day than you and I can in five years. I hope He will come and work in each of our hearts to-day. And this is His dwelling-place, in these bodies that you and I inhabit. When we have been near the Son of God, then it is that these bodies become temples for the THE WORK OF THE. HOLY SPIRIT. 455 Holy Ghost to dwell in. Jesus says, "He shall be in you. He shall abide with you." And Paul says, "Know ye not that ye are the temples of God, and that the spirit of God dwelleth in you?" We have been bought, not by silver, but by the precious Son of God; and these bodies are the temples for the Holy Ghost to dwell in. Therefore, let us keep the temple pure and sweet. I want a baptism for my own soul. I don't want to begin this year without a fresh anointing for the service. I should like to have all of you have the same desireo GOD'S SERVICE AND THE UiA.Y SPIRIT. This evening I want to continue the subject we had this afternoon. There may be some here who were not pres- ent this afternoon. Therefore, I will briefly outline the points discussed then. We were talking about the office work of the Holy Spirit, and I tried to show that His office work was to convict of sin, to impart the love of God, fill us with hope and courage, to give us liberty to testify of Christ, to teach us all things, to guide us into all truth and convert us. Now, I want to go right on and show that it is His work to fill us, and qualify us for God's service. There was one denomination in this country a few years ago that reported that there had not been a single conversion. Now, I believe that every church can be fruit-bearing if it will, and I believe that this very subject we have be- fore us to-night will show us how we can bring forth fruit. I don't believe that any church need return at the end of the year and say, ' ' We have toiled all the year and gained nothing." I believe that it is clearly taught in the Scriptures that it is the privilege of every true child of God to bring forth fruit. " Herein is my father glorified that ye bring forth much fruit." Now, there are a good many sons and daughters of God that are without power. I think there is not one here that will deny that. 456 Paul at Ephesus. Acts, xix, 17-20. god's service and the holy spirit. 459 I do not think that I slander the church when I say nine- tenths of the church members to-day are without power. I think if you take one-tenth of them you will have about all that have got real Holy Ghost power. Now, I don't believe that ought to be the state of the church. I think it would be a good idea when a man or woman wants to join the church to ask him if he wants to be a member with or without power. If he says, " Without power," it would be well to say, "We have plenty of that kind of church members. What we want is a few with power." I believe you can all have it if you will. The power is here. This old book teaches us how we can get it. Now, I do not know that I am right, but I think you will find three classes of Christians represented in the Bible, and I think you will find them in all our churches. The first is represented in the third chapter of John, where Nico- demus came to Christ by night and got life. But he only barely got it. He didn't get it in all its abundance. Nico- demus worked while Peter, James and John were enjoying. They heard all the parables, saw all the miracles, ate with Him, slept with Him, and they were just lifted up into the third heaven, as you might say, while poor Nicodemus was living on sawdust. He didn't get any food for his soul. And yet I suppose he reasoned in this way: " I am a high member. I am a member of Sanhedrim, and if I should identify myself with that despised Nazarene I should lose my power and influence." He might have become one of the twelve had he taken the stand. We have got to stoop if we are going to conquer, and when a man is not willing to take a low place to get power with God, he is not going to get it. There is a good deal of difference between social power, political power, 460 Moody's sermons. and a kind of religious power. But these are not the kinds of power that I am talking about. I am talking about Holy Ghost power. Strength is one thing, and power is another. The giant of Gath had strength, but David had power. In the fourth chapter of John you will find a higher type of Christian. That woman that came to the well to get water. She got the whole well. She got so much of the living water that you couldn't have kept her in the Sanhedrim. She went back into town and told what Christ had done for her. She drank deeper than Nico- demus did. Isn't a well better than just a little water? If I have a drop of water in a tumbler I can truly say I have water, but there would not be any bubbling up. In the seventh chapter of John, you will find the high- est type, and that is the class I want to belong to. If we could only just get this whole audience into the seventh chapter of John, this city would be turned up- side down. On that last day He said, "If any man thirst, let him come unto Me and drink, and out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water. " A man once said he had- a good well but for two things; it would dry up in summer and freeze up in winter. Every child of God ought to be like rivers. I used to quote it " river " until one day an old man asked me where I got the word "river." I said I found it in my Bible. He said he didn't find it that way in his Bible, that he read " rivers." And now I always say "rivers." Why? Rivers shall flow through men and women that are filled with the Holy Ghost. We have an idea that the apostles belonged to another race of beings. Not a bit of it. They got so filled with the Spirit of God that rivers actually flowed god's service and the holy spirit. 461 from them. And you needn't go back to those old apostles, not even one hundred years, to Wesley and Whitfield. Go right back to London. Look at Spurgeon. For nearly forty years he preached to the largest congre- gation any man has preached to since Christ left this earth, and his sermons have been translated into nearly every language under the heavens. On every Thursday thirty thousand of his sermons were scattered through the world. I know that out in the Rocky mountains where there are no ministers, men have gathered together and read Spurgeon's sermons. I venture to say that there are very few ministers in Christendom that haven't some of Spurgeon's sermons in their libraries. He had a society sent out to evangelize. He had a pastor's col- lege where he had men trained who are now preaching in every nation in the world. I cannot begin to tell of the streams that flowed out from that one man. I don't believe that any four walls are going to hold any man's influence. It is the privilege of every one of us to be filled with the Holy Spirit's power. Now, mark you, it is a command to be filled. You know that for years and years we got all our water out of the old wells. I re- member that in my day I had to pump, pump, pump, until that arm was ready to drop out of its socket. And I didn't get much water out. Why? Because there wasn't much in. Now, you have got to get water before you can get it out. Have you ever seen an artesian well? I don't see so many of them in the east as I have in the west and south, but in a great many places I have found them. They don't stop when they come to water, but go on drilling, and by-and-by the water comes to the top of the ground. But even then they don't stop, but 462 Moody's sermons. go on and on, until they strike a deeper strata, and the water comes bubbling up and up. And so I believe it is the true position of every child of God to be so filled that you haven't got to pump all the time. All you have to do is to open the gates and let the stream flow on, and on, and on. And it will never give out. All God wants us to do is to get filled. Now, I want to put this question to the audience. Isn't it the time of need, great need? I think one of the most lamentable things of this day is that Satan can walk right into some of our best Christian homes and families, and haul the children down into the deepest and darkest depths, and we haven't got the power to reach them and bring them back. I don't believe that it is the will of the Almighty that the devil should walk into my home and drag my children down. If we were filled with the Holy Spirit, we could call power down from heaven and save the tempted ones. We haven't got the Holy Ghost power. May God open your eyes now! Perhaps the question comes up, is there any promise that we can lay hold on? Listen, "Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be filled." Do you know what heaven's measure is? Good measure pressed down and running over. I remember when we used to sell a man a bushel of oats; we used to take a stick and scrape over the top so that he shouldn't get a grain over measure. The Lord just shakes it down and lets it run over; and when a man is full of the love of God, he has power to resist temptation. When the heart is filled with the Holy Spirit, and Satan comes to put in an evil thought, he throws off the temptation. People come to me and say, " Mr. Moody, don't you think you god's service and the holy spirit. 463 ought to preach against this and that?" li No," I say, il get the people baptized and it takes them clean out of the world." A young man came to me once and said, '■' Don't you think I ought to get out of the world now that I have become a Christian?" And I said, " No. You won't have to leave the world if you just give a good ringing testimony for the Son of God. " And when a man gets filled with the spirit, he won't always be talk- ing about doing this thing and that thing. God wants to fill you. But the moment you begin to talk about being filled, people say, " If you are full of conceit and your own righteousness, full of envy, evil and hate, and all those things, how is the Lord going to fill you?" Take this tumbler; it is filled with air, and you are won- dering how you are going to get the air out. [Here Mr. Moody poured water into the tumbler until it ran over.] There! Any air there now? " I will pour water upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground." Is it dry here in this city? Let us ask God to open the gates and let the flood come in upon us to-night. Come, friend, let the heart be opened to-night. Just pull back that bolt and let the door be thrown wide open. Say to God, " Here am I." And if it is real, honest desire that He should come, He will do so and fill you. When I was out in Colorado I saw strawberries and peas, and here and there a farm where every blade of grass was green, and everything was fresh and blooming; but just over the fence there would be another farm where everything would be dried up. And I said to a man on the train, " What does this mean?" He looked at me and said, " You are a stranger here. One man brings water down from the mountains and waters his 464 Moody's sermons. farm, the other man does not." That explained it. One had plenty, and the other didn't have anything. You go into some churches and you will find some men that are very dry, and a man right next to him with a sunny face, and there all is fresh and bright. Why? Because one has got the anointing, has got the blessing, and the other sits there where the rain is pouring down and doesn't get under it at all. Let's get under the pierced clouds, and then just keep the heart full. It is no sign you are full because you were so two years ago. That is the trouble. A good many are trying to work with the anointing they got three years ago. They are a lot of Samsons around who have lost their hair. How many sermons have you heard of which you cannot remember a single word? What is the trouble? Why, you were not in the right spirit; or, perhaps, the man in the pulpit was not in the right spirit, and the sermon didn't lay hold on you. When the Spirit of God is in a man the fire just burns. But, thank God, although Samson lost his strength it came back to him. And some of you Samsons that have lost your power can get it back again if you will. God used Peter far more after He restored him than He did before his fall. I trust there are some here who may become a flame of fire. Why not? Don't you want that power? You can have it if you will. It is for you. The Lord wants to give it to every one. Let's have it. You will remember that after Christ rose He met His disciples in a little room, and He raised His pierced hands and said, " Receive ye the Holy Ghost." And right after that He said, "I am now going to leave you, and I want to come back here and pray until you have become imbued with the power from on high." And one of His disciples an- god's service and the holy spirit. 465 swered, ''Lord, I have the power." And then he said, " Ye shall receive the power after the Holy Ghost has come upon you." You want to wait for the power. I believe that is where the church has gone astray; there are hundreds of church members who never think of ask- ing God for power. They are children by birth, sons and daughters of God, but they are without power. Let us seek this power. When the Holy Ghost had come, there were more people converted than had been during the three years of Christ's ministry. O, I hope the Christians here to-night will get power and baptism, and then this whole community will feel the power. But, again, the power came in the second chapter of Acts. I have heard a good many people say, " Why, I don't think it right to ask the spirit to come." Didn't He come eighteen hundred years ago, and isn't He with the church to-day? I honestly believe that the place might be shaken as it was in the second chapter of Acts. These men were filled with the Holy Spirit. Now, peo- ple say that you may preach all you like, so long as you do not preach in His name. But those preachers could not get on without His name; it was their capital in trade, all they had. They had just commenced their ministry, and they couldn't preach on science and higher criticism. They knew nothing about astronomy, geology and botany, and I don't know what else that is preached about these days. All they knew was that Jesus Christ had lived there, they had seen Him die and ascend, and the Holy Ghost came upon them, and they went about preaching in His name. I tell you a man might preach with all the eloquence of Demosthenes, and yet not touch the hearts of the people. But let the Holy Ghost come, 466 Moody's sermons. and there would be a mighty stir. Some one says, "A lie will get all around the world before the truth gets its boots on to contradict it." Now, mark ye. John and Peter were rilled in the second chapter, and again in the fourth. Now, they had either lost some of their power or had greater capacity. If Peter and John needed to be filled again so soon after Pentecost, don't you think you and I need to be filled again? The house in Jeru- salem was shaken twice. Those men were filled again and they preached with greater power, and I want to say that I haven't any sympathy with the idea that this mir- acle could not be repeated again. May God grant that it may be repeated. Why shouldn't there be fires here? Can you give a reason why? But go on. Ten years after there was a meeting down at Cesarea, and I believe that was the only meeting that was all planned in heaven. Peter was brought from Joppa, thirty miles away, and the people sat there and heard what the Lord had to say. And Peter stood up and preached. In the eleventh chapter of Acts he gives an account of that preaching ten years afterward. Now, if the Holy Ghost fell twice in Jerusalem, and ten years after in Cesarea, why shouldn't it fall to-night? Why shouldn't the Holy Ghost come now? I believe, if we could only get this cursed unbelief out of here, that God would lift the tide-gate, and let the flood come in. That is what we want. People say, " What shall I do to get this blessing?" Give yourself up fully, wholly and unreservedly just now, this minute; make a complete sur- render and say, " Here am I, Lord, take me and use me for Thyself," and I tell you, if the motive is pure and for the glory of God, the blessing will come. But if you are god's service and the holy spirit. 467 selfish about it and want it just for your own sake, you are going to be disappointed. A great many mothers are mourning because their children are not saved. Do they ever mourn because other children are unsaved? Are we not selfish? If any of you to-night really want this blessing and feel down deep in your hearts that you must have it, and you are going to lay yourself out for it, I would like to pray with you for it. I see some aged men here. Would not you like to leave a ray of light behind you? Wouldn't you like to see all your children and grandchildren gathered into the kingdom before you go? Before you go, wouldn't you like to see the kingdom extended right here in your midst? There is not a man so old but that God can use you. Come! There are none so young that God cannot use you. You remember that when Elijah was to be taken up, he was down at Gilgal with Elisha. And Elijah said unto Elisha, " Tarry here, for I go to Bethel;" but Elisha said, "As the Lord liveth, I will not leave thee." So the two prophets went down to Bethel. When they had reached there a young man came up to Elisha and said, " Do you know that your master is to be taken away to- day?" And Elisha said, "Hold your peace, I know all about it." Presently Elijah turned to Elisha, and said, "Tarry here, for the Lord hath sent me to Jericho." But Elisha replied, " As the Lord liveth, I will not leave thee." I have often wished that that wjhole story had been put on record. And when they came to Jordan there were fifty men there. Elijah took off his mantle and smote the waters, and the river divided, and Elijah and Elisha passed over on dry ground. And when they 468 Moody's sermons. had gone over Elijah said to Elisha, " Ask what I shall do for thee before I be taken away from thee." And Elisha asked for a double portion of his spirit. Elijah answered, ''Thou hast asked a hard thing, but if you see me when I am taken up it shall be so." Do you suppose Elisha lost sight of Elijah? O, no! Where Elijah went, there Elisha was to be found, but as they were journeying along, a whirlwind came up, and they were separated. I see Elisha digging the sand out of his eyes, and he happened to see something in the air, and he looked up, and there was Elijah. And he shouted, "My father, my father, the chariot of Israel, and the horsemen thereof!" And he rent his own clothes. Men, rend your mantle. You are nothing, get down in the dust. And he took up the mantle of Elijah and smote the waters and passed over. Now, I am afraid that if Elisha had been some of us he would have said, " I am the same old Elisha. I expected to feel a sensation. I thought I should have a stroke." Man, take God at His word. " Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be filled." Claim that promise. God can raise up witnesses right out of stone if he wants to. Elisha got all he went for, because he dared to ask. Let us go in for a double portion. Don't you want it? What is the use of living at this dying rate that we sing and talk about? The Lord has plenty. He delights to give. Let us take up the duty of receiving just now. Let us pray the Lord God of heaven to fill us. Let us pray to have the fruit come. Prayer of Jesus in the Garden of Olives. Luke, xxn. ELEMENTS OF TRUE PRAYER. This afternoon, I want to call your attention to the subject of prayer. As this is the week of prayer, we want, if possible, to get into the spirit of prayer, and into sympathy with those who are praying. If there is to be a great, deep, thorough, lasting work, it is going to be in answer to prayer. I have no sympathy with this idea, that if we ask God to do a certain work, He is going to give us chaff. If we have faith to claim, I believe He will answer our prayers. I don't believe He mocks His children. I believe He will give out of His abundance, and give us the very best He has. Now, I have no doubt but that a great many of you have said at different times, "What is the use of prayer anyway?" Sometimes, when I have prayed, it has seemed as if the heavens were closed over me. It seems as if God does not hear. My words all seem to come back to me. Haven't you often felt that way? I see some of you giving your assent to that. Now, in an- swer to that, let me say, in the first place, Jesus Christ is an example for us. We profess to be His disciples. Well, remember that as -a man He prayed. As God, He answers prayers. The key to Christ's character and 471 47 2 MOODY S SERMONS. life is this, He was a God-man. At times, He spoke as God; at times, as a man. At times, He acted as a man; at times, as God. But there is one thing you will find. His life, all through His ministry, was filled with prayer, and there was no great event in His life that was not preceded by prayer. All through His public ministry you will find Him often in prayer, and every great event of His life, as I said before, was preceded by prayer. I was a Christian a good many years before I noticed that He was praying at His baptism, but the Bible tells us that He came out of the water praying. The spirit came in answer to prayer, and the voice that came from heaven saying, " This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased," was a response to prayer. The night pre- ceding the most marvelous sermon He preached while on earth, you will notice He spent in prayer. There were about fifteen thousand sermons in that one. When He went up into the mountain and was transfigured, we find that He was praying when His visage was changed. He had on that heavenly glory, because His Father was to visit Him. Then we read in the twelfth chapter of John, that He was praying again that God might glorify His name, and in Gethsemane, He was praying and sweating as it were, great drops of blood when the angel came. The angel came not when He was uttering some parable or preaching some sermon, but when He was praying. And if you and I are going to hear from heaven, it will be when we are praying. I have often said that I had rather be able to pray like Daniel than preach like Gabriel. What we want is men and women that know how to pray, who know how to call fire down from heaven. Men, have you that power with God in prayer? Now, when I say men, ELEMENTS OF TRUE PRAYER. 473 I mean men and women. Some of you think that you cannot do much in this work, and you have said, " I wish I were stronger. I wish I was not so confined to my household duties." But I want to say that you may ac- complish just as much if you cannot come out to any of the meetings. It may be that some bedridden saint in this city may do more toward bringing down fire than all the pastors put together. I went to London in 1872, just to spend three or four months, and one night I spoke in a prayer-meeting. I went into a Congregational church, and I preached with no unusual power. There didn't seem to be anything out of the regular line in the service. In fact, I was a little disappointed. I didn't seem to have much liberty there. That evening, at 6:30, I preached to men. There seemed to be great power. It seemed as if the building was filled with the glory of God, and I asked for an expression when I got through. They rose by the hundreds. I said, "They don't know what this means," so I thought I would put another test. I just asked them to step back into the chapel, all those that wanted to become Christians, but no one else. They flocked into the chapel by the hun- dreds. I was in great perplexity; I couldn't understand what it meant. I went down to Dublin the next day, and on Tuesday morning, I got a dispatch saying, " Come to London at once and help us." I didn't know what to make of it, but I hastened back to London and labored there ten days, and there were four hundred names recorded at that time. For months, I could not understand what it meant, but by-and-by I found out. There was in that church a poor bedridden woman, and she used to take different ones upon her heart, and she 474 MOODY S SERMONS. began to pray God to revive the whole church. She began to pray God to send me to that church. On Sun- day morning her sister came home, and said, " Who do you think preached for us this morning?-" She guessed a number of ministers that had been in the habit of ex- changing with the pastor, and finally gave it up. The sister said, "It was Mr. Moody, from America." The poor woman turned pale, and said, " I know what that means; that is in answer to prayer. There is going to be a great work here." The servants brought up her dinner, but she said, "No; no dinner for me to-day; I spend this day in prayer." And that night while I was preaching she was praying, and in answer to her prayers the power of God just fell upon the audience. My dear friends, I believe that when God's books are opened there will be some hidden one that will be much nearer the throne than you and I are. And now at the beginning of this week, let us pray God to give us the spirit of prayer. Let us expect great things, and we will not be disappointed if our expecta- tions are from God. Let our expectations be from Him, not from man. If you look to man you are going to be disappointed, but God will never disappoint you. Bring your burden here and pray it out before God, and ask Him to do great and mighty things. Now, I want to call your attention to the elements of all true prayer. You know Christ never taught His dis- ciples how to preach. When Christ got His theological students around Him, He taught them how to pray. And I think we often ought to make that prayer, " Lord teach us how to pray." I won't have time to go through all of them, but I will take them up again. . ELEMENTS OF TRUE PRAYER. 475 First, there is contrition. I am sometimes ashamed of myself to think how fluent I am, when I go into the pres- ence of God. As if God was on an equal footing with me, or rather as if I was on an equal footing with God, as if there was no difference between us. Let us bear in mind that God is holy. The nearer we get to Him the more we will think of His holiness and abhor ourselves. We will grow smaller, and He larger. One of the truest signs that a man is growing great is that God increases, and he decreases. Why, some people will talk about themselves by the yard. "I, I, I, I." There will be forty-nine I's in a speech five minutes long. That is a sign that you are not growing in grace, but are growing in conceit. But when we get near to God, how small we look, and how great God seems! And you remember when Isaiah saw God, he cried, " Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts." And then what did he cry? That he was unclean and dwelt with unclean people, and he wanted the coal to be taken from off the altar and put upon his lips, that his iniquity might be purged away. Now, it is one thing to hear God, but when we see Him it will be another thing, and let us keep it in mind that contrition is the first thing. You remember that when Christ taught His disciples to pray, He said, "Our Father." Then the next thing that follows is the confession of our sins. There is no true prayer without confession. As long as we have unconfessed sin in our soul we are not going to have power with God in prayer. He says if we regard iniquity in our hearts He will not hear us, much less answer. As long as we are living in any known sin, we have no power in prayer. God is not going to hear 476 Moody's sermons. it. It is a prayerless prayer and an abomination to God and man. What Gods wants is reality. Now, if there is some sin we have hidden in our hearts that we are not will- ing to confess, then, of course, we cannot pray. Put the question to yourself, can you pray? I don't mean to go through a form, but have you power with God in prayer? How many times do you hear people get up in prayer- mee v ting to pray, but there is no power in it? If a man doesn't treat his wife right, he needn't pray. It is all a farce, you know. He says the sacrifice of the wicked is an abomination to God. If sacrifice is an abomination to God, do you tell me that the prayers of a man or wom- an who is not living right is not an abomination to God? Now, you must bear in mind that there must be true con- fession before we are going to have an answer to prayer. Not to confess, and then go and do the same thing over again, but just turn from the sin. My dear friend, if there is anything in your life that is wrong, make up your mind that you are not going to let the sun go down before you confess it. Let me read you a few verses from the thirty-second Psalm. ' ' Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven. " There is no confession up to this time. He didn't prosper because he would not confess. (First to the fifth verse.) But, now notice, " I acknowledge my sin unto Thee, and my iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the Lord; and thou forgavest the in- iquity of my sin." See! Just the moment he confessed, the Lord forgave, and then it was that he had power with God in prayer. Now, the next true element to prayer is restitution. It is folly for us to ask God to do something for us that we ELEMENTS OF TRUE PRAYER. 477 can do for ourselves. I don't believe that we preach restitution enough. If I have five dollars in my pocket that belongs to some one else, and I try to cheat him out of it, can I pray? You will find men who are cheating their neighbors, and they cannot pray; it won't work at all. What we want to-day is a revival of righteousness, a revival of uprightness. I sometimes hear a man say, " Hallelujah," and it is like a file right across my nerves. I look into his face, and know that it is not real. Now, " Hallelujah " comes in all right if it proceeds from the heart. I don't object to a thing of that kind once in a while, just a little of it; but to have a man that is not living right, to have, him come and make a great noise about religion; it is an abomination to God and man. Up in the north of England, a lady came into one of the after meetings. She was greatly troubled, and I talked with her a number of days, and found out what her trouble was. ''I cannot pray. I get down onto my knees to pray, but five bottles of wine come up before me, and I cannot see the face of the Lord." She told that when she was housekeeper for a wealthy gentleman in his sickness, she stole five bottles of wine, and -every time since then when she got down on her knees to pray, up would come the five bottles of wine. " Did you ever make restitution? " "No." "Well, you must confess, and make restitution to that man before you will be able to pray." "Why," she said, "have I got to confess that?" "Not only confess, but you must make restitu- tion." O, but she couldn't do that, though next day she came back, and said, " Now, if I give that money to the church, won't that do just as well?" "Why, no; the Lord does not want any stolen money. It is not yours to 478 MOODY'S SERMONS. give. There is only one way when you have done wrong to make it right, and that is to confess your sins, and, if it is in your power, make restitution." Finally she felt as if she could not carry the burden any longer, and she took the train to the home of this man's son, and told him the story of her sin, and handed him the money to pay for the wine. He said, " I don't want the money." And she said, " Well, [ don't want it." Finally, he said, " I will take it and put it into the treasury of the church." Before she went away she said she didn't know whether she was in the flesh or out of it. She had gotten rid of the five bottles of wine. Man, if there is something wrong in your life, make restitution. Trade off the old lame horse for a good one. Go and make restitution. Those kind of things speak louder than any sermons; that's the kind of Christianity that we want. Supposing it does cost you something. I never saw a man or wom- an that was willing to do these things for God that didn't receive a blessing. I know this to be true. If some one has wronged you, you want them to make it right, don't you? There was a man in the south of Ireland who got right up and went out of the meeting, went clear up to the north of Ireland, and paid man after man hundreds of pounds that he had cheated them out of. I believe there are a good many men and women who have no power at all, because there is something in their lives that doesn't please God. Now, the next element is forgiveness. I tell you there are more people that stumble right there, and lose their power than anywhere else. Now, if I do not forgive just as I want God to forgive me, then I cannot pray. That is the reason why a good many people cannot pray. A man ELEMENTS OF TRUE PRAYER. 479 said to me some time ago, "We have a magnificent organ, a wealthy and cultured preacher, but we have not had a man converted in our church. Can you tell me why?" "Yes, there are half a dozen families in your church who are not on speaking terms, and the Holy Ghost cannot work. God cannot stultify Himself; He says He cannot work. If there is any one you are not will- ing to forgive, don't you see that you have broken down the bridge, and how are you going to get over yourself? Now, if there is any one here who has had trouble with some one, and has not forgiven him, he may be excused. Get right up and go now, and have it settled before the sun goes down. O, that flood-gates may be lifted up so that the flood may come in! Perhaps you have had a row with your stepmother or father, or your own natural mother, perhaps; perhaps you have some falling out with your minister; he may be here on the platform; have an interview with him before you go out of this hall. Get these things settled. Some of you look pretty cross now; perhaps I have hit you. That is what I am here for. You want to know why your prayers are not answered, and I am just trying to tell you. God delights to an- swer prayer. But you cannot deceive yourself. If you are living a dishonorable life, God hides His face, and will not hear you. Are there any bottles of wine in the way? Come, that is the question, and may God help you to answer it honestly. THY WILL, NOT MINE, BE DONE. You that were here yesterday afternoon remember that I was speaking about the true elements of prayer. I was trying to show that there were ten elements to all true prayer. The first was contrition, the second confession, the third restitution, and the fourth forgiveness; the fifth is unity. . You do not know unless you have been in the old country, in England, what a wall is built up between the church and what they call "dissenters." You men who have traveled there know what I am talking about. They do not call men ministers unless they belong to the Episcopal church. Spurgeon was not looked upon as a clergyman because he did not belong to the church of England. There was one of those wealthy clergymen, who told me himself, that if he saw a dissenting minister coming down on the same sidewalk, if it was convenient, he would happen on the other side. He had been taught that they were enemies of the church of God. Well, he went up to a meeting in the north of England where the brethren met to pray, and he got such a blessing that he came down to his own parish, and the first thing he did was to go through the whole parish, and pray with all the leading dissenters. I got an invitation to go down to this place to preach. I found a tent that would hold as many people as there are here, and I found that this 480 The Crucifixion. Matthew, xxvii, 45-49. THY WILL, NOT MINE, BE DONE. 483 clergyman and all the dissenting ministers were working harmoniously together, and since this had begun there had been more conversions than there had been for years. This clergyman told me that the man that was nearest to him, and whom he loved most in that whole parish, was an independent preacher. He found out that that dissenting man could be just as godly and good as any preachers in his own denomination. I do wish that we could get these miserable sectarian walls down. I tell you, you get the Christians all united, and Christianity is like a great flood. It says that on the day of Pentecost there was unity. We are making progress. I thank God for that. These walls are tumbling down. Twenty- five years ago you could not have had a meeting like this here. You could not have had all these ministers up on this platform. There would have been condescension enough to ruin the whole thing. You might have got them on the same platform, but a Baptist would have got up and said, "I am a Baptist, and I want you to understand that I have condescended to come up here and speak." And then up would get an Episcopalian, and say that he " had condescended to speak with the other brethren." But that has gone by. Since I have been here we have been getting all mixed up here, and I believe that it is the way it will be in heaven. You won't know a Methodist when you get there. All " out-and- out Christians, " you know. The nearer we get to the Lord, the less we will talk about these differences. We have got to climb the ladder. Every true child of God ought to pray for unity, brotherly love. It is a beautiful sight to see all these ministers here representing the dif- ferent churches. 484 MOODY'S SERMONS. Another element to true prayer is thanksgiving. "With thanksgiving let your requests be made known." I think we would get a hundred times more from the Lord than we do if we would only be thankful. There is more said in the Bible about praise than prayer. There was a man who got up in one of «our meetings and said he had lived on Grumble street for a long while, but finally he moved on to Thanksgiving street. I do dread these men who are always grumbling. Spurgeon said he hoped the grass would grow over their graves, but if it did it would be the first thing that had ever grown near them. We want to be thankful. There was a man in our church in Chicago whom I never saw when he did not have a smile on his face. He was always ready with "Bless the Lord," and it was not a hollow sham. It came from the bottom of his soul. One day he cut his thumb off, and that very night we had a weekly prayer-meeting. He was there with his lame hand, and he got up and said, ' ' Bless the Lord. I cut my thumb to-day, but I didn't cut it clear off." If it had been most of us, it would have been a mournful story. Be thankful for what you have. Let us look out that we are not one of the class who come to the Lord constantly for favors, and never thank Him. Then another element is perseverance. Now, I don't like to be teased; I suppose you don't. I don't know why, but somehow or other the Lord seems to like it. He likes to have us press our cause, and what we want is to pray on and never faint. There is no gauge to God's promises. You may pray for weeks, or months, or years; you may go down to your grave, and your prayers may not all be answered, but perhaps around your coffin that THY WILL, NOT MINE, BE DONE. 485 wayward boy may be converted. We are instructed to pray and never cease. Pray right on. And if we get discouraged, we are disobeying God, and are not doing what the Lord would like to have us do. I heard in England about a wife who said she would give up one hour of the day, and go to her room, and pray for her husband, who was a skeptic. She prayed for twelve months, but no answer came. She said, "Can I give him up? No, I will pray six months longer." So she went on praying for that time, and at the end of the six months not a ray of hope, not a change that she could see. And she said again, " Shall I give him up?' She came to this conclusion, that she would pray for him as long as he lived. That very day when he came home, he went upstairs, and when the time came for the dinner to be put on the table he did not come down. Finally, she went up to the room where she had been praying for eighteen months that he might be saved, and she found him on his knees praying to God to save him. When I was over in England the last time, I found he had built a church on his own land. I venture to say that there are a good many of you who can remember how you prayed for a long time without any answer. I remember, during the war, at Nashville, a soldier came to me, trembling from head to foot; I thought, perhaps, he had been drinking. He took a soiled piece of paper out of his pocket, and said, " I wish you would read that." It went on to tell that his sister had been praying for him ever since he had been in the army. " Sometimes it seemed as if my heart would break to think that my brother was in the army, and might be shot down any time without hope." He said, " I believe I am the worst 486 Moody's sermons. man in the army. I have had the shot and shell whiz past me without turning pale, but I got that letter last night, and I have not slept a wink since I got it." It was all soiled with tears. I talked to him, and had the joy of leading him into the light. That sister held right on, and the Lord answered her prayer. That is perse- verance. It was a hard case, but the Lord answered her prayer. So let us keep it in mind, that if we are going to have power with God, we have got to persevere. Then, another true element to prayer is faith. We must believe that our prayers are going to be answered. If we have complied with the conditions, then let us look for fulfillment. But, mark ye, here is a mistake that peo- ple make, and a great mistake, too; they have an idea that God does not answer prayer if he doesn't say, ' ' Yes." I have three children, and I want them on such terms with me that they will ask me for anything they want. But I tell you they don't get everything they want. Not by a good deal. We want to keep it in mind that when we get an answer it may be in the negative. Did you ever know the three men that take up the most room in Scripture, prayed often? Take Moses; he prayed earnestly; he prayed that the Lord would let him go into the promised land. For forty years that servant had been leading the people through the wilderness, yet the Lord would not let him go into the promised land. Didn't the Lord love him? He finally said, "Now, Moses; don't you speak to Me any more about that matter; let it rest." He never mentioned it after that; but, I tell you, I don't believe there was a man on the earth at that time that God loved as He did Moses. Fifteen years after, He answered Moses' prayer. He did THY WILL, NOT MINE, BE DONE. 487 not get his prayers answered just when he wanted them answered, but in God's own good time. He wouldn't let any archangel, or even Gabriel bury him when he died. And do you tell me God didn't love Moses? Take Elijah; he knew how to pray. When he got under that juniper tree, and prayed that he might die, like a coward, God didn't let him die. The only man that didn't pray he might die was the very man who did die. Good took him to heaven. Now, you take Paul. Thrice Paul prayed that the Lord might take the thorn out of his flesh. We do not know what the thorn was, and perhaps it is a good thing we don't. Lots of people get a good deal of comfort out of that. The Lord did not see fit to remove the thorn. Anything that would bring Paul up nearer God was just the thing he wanted. And so he got his prayers answered, but not in the way he wanted. Then another true element to prayer is petition. You know a good many people pray, and don't make any peti- tion. I have heard men pray in this way; telling God how great and good, and wonderful He was, and not a petition in the prayer from beginning to end. There was a man in England who got up in meeting, and made one of those wonderful prayers, but there was no petition in it. And there was a poor, godly saint who could not stand it any longer, and she cried out, "Ask Him for something." Now, that is just it. "Ask, and ye shall receive; knock, and it shall be opened unto you." That is a promise; now let's lay hold of it. You know there are people who will tell you it doesn't do any good to pray further than to teach us submission. You can ask, and you won't get anything, but it is a healthy exercise. That is a nice way to mock a poor heart-broken mother, 488 Moody's sermons. isn't it? It teaches you submission. I am sorry to say, I am almost ashamed to say it, but that is the argument of a great many skeptics. And a good many ministers preach and teach it. " You cannot expect that the laws which have been fixed will ever be changed." I tell you, I like to go right straight to the fountain-head, and see what He says. " Seek, and you shall find." I believe He means it. I have asked, haven't you? I have been answered, haven't you? What can these skeptics and infidels tell you about prayer? They don't know anything about it themselves. Supposing there came a snowstorm, and a man comes to my house at midnight, and knocks at the door. I throw open the window, put my head out and say, ' ' What do you want?" "There has been a blockade up here, and the people have no place to go to." " Well, I am sorry to tell you that my laws are fixed. I have made a law that when I lock my doors at night, I never open them." Don't you call that downright mockery? Now, there are some of God's blessings that you get just by asking, and there are others you have to seek for. Perhaps there is some- thing wrong in your life. God wants to bring that out right. God's best gifts are kept under lock and key. I tell you if you are going to get them, you have got to knock. The promise is, " If you knock, it shall be opened unto you. " Keep on knocking. Importunity has three names — asking, seeking and knocking. The last element is submission. Now if we have spread our requests before the Lord, then just say, " Thy will be done." Now, that is the last element to every true prayer. Keep that in mind. We very often set our wills against God's. That will be our ruin, per- THY WILL, NOT MINE, BE DONE. 489 haps. Let the will of God be done. I cannot look a day into the future, and I would not dare to take the re- sponsibility. It is far better for us to say, "Thy will, not mine, be done." That is the last element to true prayer. Submission! Submission! One of the sweetest lessons that I have learned since I have been in Christ's school is just to be submissive, and let Him choose for me. I tell Him what I want, but when I get through, I like to say, "Now, Lord, you know best, Thy will be done." I learned a lesson once from my little girl. She was always teasing me for a great big doll. She had a lot of dolls around the house without heads, some with- out arms, some without legs, but she wanted a great big doll. You know if a man has an only daughter he is rather soft (and they find it out, you know); so she was determined to get that big doll. One day I had a good streak come over me, and I took her to a toyshop to get her a doll, but as we went in the door we saw a basket of little china dolls. "O papa, isn't that the cutest little doll you ever saw?" "Yes, yes." " Well, won't you buy it?" "Well, now, Emma, let me choose this time." " O, no, papa; I just want this little doll." I paid a nickel for the doll and took her home. After the newness had worn off, the doll was left with all the others. I said, " Emma, do you know what I was going to do that day when I took you into the toyshop, and you selected that little china doll?" "No, papa." " Well. I was going to buy you one of those great big ones." " You were? Why didn't you do it?" "Because you wouldn't let me. You remember you wanted that little doll, and you would have it." The little thing saw the point, and she bit her lips and did not say anything 490 MOODY S SERMONS. . ' more. From that day to this I cannot get her to say what she wants. When I was going to Europe the last time, I asked her what she wanted me to bring her, and she said, Anything you like." It is far better to let God choose for us than to choose for ourselves. "Thy will, not mine, be done." Hagar in the "Wildirness. Genesis, xlv. TRUST IN GOD BRINGS PERFECT PEACE. I want to call your attention to one of the promises that Jesus Christ left us. I cannot say that it is the best, but I think that I can honestly say it is one of the best. Some years ago a gentleman came to me and asked me which I thought was the most precious promise of all those that Christ left. I took some time to look over the promises that Christ left us, but I gave up the job. I found that I could not answer the question. It is like a man with a large family of children, he cannot tell which he likes best; he loves them all. But this is one of the sweetest promises of all. " Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on Thee, because he trusteth in Thee. " There are a good many people who think the promises are not going to be fulfilled. There are some that you do see fulfilled, and you cannot help but believe they are true. Now, remember that all the promises are not given without conditions; some promises are given with and others without conditions attached to them. For instance, it says, " If I regard iniquity in my heart the Lord will not hear me." Now, I need not pray as long as I am cherishing some known sin. The Lord says in the eighty-fourth Psalm, " No good thing will he with- hold from them that walk uprightly. " Then there are prom- 493 494 MOODY S SERMONS. ises without conditions. He promised Adam and Eve that the world should have a Savior, and there was no power on earth or perdition that could keep Christ from coming at the appointed time. When Christ left the world, he said he would send us the Holy Ghost. He had only been gone ten days when the Holy Ghost came. And so you can run right through the Scriptures, and you will find that some of the promises are with and some without conditions; and if we don't comply with the conditions we cannot expect them to be fulfilled. I believe it will be the experience of every man and woman on the face of the earth. I believe that every one will be obliged to testify in the evening of life that if we have complied with the condition the Lord has ful- filled his work to the letter. I believe you could cleave the ocean easier than break one of God's promises. So when we come to a promise like the one we have before us to-day I want you to bear in mind that there is no discount upon it. You will find it in the closing of the eleventh chapter of Matthew. " Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." If you probe the human heart you will find in that heart a want, and that want is rest. The cry of the world to-day is, " Where can rest be found?" Why are your theaters and places of amusement crowded at night? Because people expect to get rest there. That is what people are after — rest. Some think they are going to get it in pleasure, others think they are going to get it in wealth, and others in literature. They are seeking and finding no rest. Now, I don't believe there is but one place in this dark world where you can find TRUST IN GOD BRINGS PERFECT PEACE. 495 rest. If I wanted to find a man who had rest, I would not go among the very wealthy. The man that we read of in the twelfth chapter of Luke thought he was going to get rest by multiplying his goods, but he was disap- pointed. I will venture to say that there is not a person in this wide world that has tried to find rest in that way and found it. The man or woman that is looking after the last fashion doesn't get rest to his soul. If I wanted to find a person who had rest, I would not go among the pleasure-seekers. . They have a few hours of enjoyment, but the next day there will be enough to upset it all. You may have a cup of pleasure to-day, and a cup of sorrow to-morrow. That's the way it is with the world. Now, I will tell you this. If I wanted to find a man or woman that had rest, I would go to some one that has heard the voice of Jesus saying, i( Come unto Me, and I will give you rest." I will venture to say that if I should put it to vote here to-day there are not less than a thousand people who would spring to their feet and say that they found rest at the foot of the cross. Do you know that for four thousand years no prophet nor priest nor patriarch ever stood up and uttered a text like the one we have before us to-day? I think it would be blasphemy for Moses to have uttered a text like this. Suppose that great lawgiver had stood up and uttered such a text. Do you think he had rest when he was teasing the Lord to let him go into the promised land? Do you think Elijah could have uttered such a text as this? And this is one of the strongest proofs that Jesus Christ was not only man, but He was God. He was God- man, and this is heaven's proclamation, "Come unto Me, and I will give you rest." He brought it down from 49° MOODY'S SERMONS. heaven with Him. I thank God for the word " give " in that passage. He doesn't sell it. Some of us are so poor that we could not buy it if it was for sale. I ven- ture to say that there are thousands of men to-day who would give their millions if they could buy rest. Thank God, we can get it for nothing. Now, if this text was not true, don't you think it would have been found out by this time? I believe it as much as I believe in my existence. Why? Because I not only find it in the book, but in my own experience. I like to have a text like this, because it takes us all in. " Come unto Me, all." That doesn't mean a select few — you refined ladies and cultured men. It doesn't mean you good people only. This text applies to saint and sinner. If you cannot come a saint, come a sinner. Only come! A lady told me once that she was so hard-hearted she couldn't come. " Well," I said, "my good woman, it doesn't say all ye soft-hearted people, come. Black hearts, vile hearts, hard hearts, soft hearts, all hearts, come." Who can soften it but Himself? The harder the heart the more need you have to come. If you can prove that you are a sinner you are entitled to the promise. Get all the benefit you can out of it. Now, you know that there are a good many people who think this text applies to sinners. It is just the thing for them, too. You know, I think that this text applies to saints as much as it does to sinners, because what do we see to-day? Why, the church, Christian people, all loaded down with cares and troubles. " Come unto Me, all ye that labor, "all! I believe that means that Christian whose heart is burdened with some great sorrow. The Lord wants you to come. It says in another place, "Casting all your care upon TRUST IN GOD BRINGS PERFECT PEACE. 497 Him, for He careth for you." I tell you what, we would have a victorious church if we could get Christian people to realize that. Some people go back into the past and rake up all the troubles they ever had, and the/ 1 they look into the future and anticipate that they will have still more trouble, and they go reeling and staggering all through life. They give you the cold chills every time they meet you; they will put on a whining voice and tell you what ' ' a hard time they have had. " The Lord says, " Cast all your care on Me; I want to carry your burdens and your troubles." There are some of these people here to-day. I can tell by their looks. What we want is a joyful church, and we are not going to reach the world until we have it. We want to get this long-faced Chris- tianity off the face of the earth. You take these people that have some great burden and let them come into a meeting like this, and if you can get their attention upon the singing or preaching, they will sa}', "O, wasn't it grand? I forgot all my cares." And they just drop their bundle. But the moment the benediction is pronounced, they grab the bundle again. You laugh, but you will do it here to-day. " Cast your care on Him." Then sometimes you go into your closet and close your door and you get so carried away and lifted up that you forget your troubles; but you just take it up again the moment you get off your knees. Leave your sorrow here to-day, cast all your care upon Him. If you cannot come to Christ as a saint, come as a sinner. But if you are a saint with some trouble or care, bring it to Him. Saint and sinner come ! He wants you all. He doesn't want a woman to go out of here to-day carrying a sorrow or burden. Don't let Satan believe you cannot come if 498 Moody's sermons. you will. Christ says, "Ye will not come unto Me." With the command comes the power. A man in one of our meetings in Europe said he would like to come, but he was chained and couldn't come. A Scotchman said to him, "Ay, man, why don't you come chain and all?" He said, " I never thought of that." Are you cross and peevish and do you make things un- pleasant at home? My friend, come to Christ and ask Him to help you. Whatever the sin is, bring it to Him. Don't let any one say you can't, for you can. The only thing you must do is to bring Him your sin, your burden and your cross. That is the only thing that will be acceptable. There is another passage that I would like to lay along- side of this. " Him that cometh unto Me, I will in nowise cast out." Come unto Him now. I have no sympathy with this idea that a sinner must wait to come. Does God say, "I didn't mean you; you are too black and vile"? I remember trying to lead a man to Christ in Chicago, a good many years ago, and I took him to a good many promises, but finally I took him to this one. " Do you believe Christ said that?" " I suppose He did." " Suppose he did? Do you believe it?" " I hope so." "Hope so? Do you believe it?" You do your work, and the Lord will do His. Just come as you are, and throw yourself upon His bosom, and He will not cast you out. This man thought it was too simple and easy. Take Him at His word. Finally he said, "I will," and he went with me and consecrated himself to the Lord. When I shook hands with him I said, "Now, you will have a conflict to-morrow; Satan will not let you off. When you get up in the morning he will tempt you, but TRUST IN GOD BRINGS PERFECT PEACE. 499 don't listen to him; say, ' If it was true last night, it will always be true.' " He said he would not be tempted. But the tempter came in an unexpected manner, before I thought he would; he came that night. It is a good thing to take a promise like this and walk right out upon it. Satan comes and says, "Do you feel it?" I don't always feel the same when I am away, but there is one thing I can believe. I can take one of these promises and lay hold of it and believe it; every'one of you can do it. Perhaps some of you say, " Mr. Moody, I wish you would tell us what it is to come." The best definition I know is to come. The more you try to explain it, the more you are mystified. About the first thing a mother does is to teach her child to look. At noontime she takes the child to the window and says, "Look, baby; see papa coming." You are taught to come before you remember. You don't want any minister to tell you what it is to come. We have got something worth more than a thousand dollars; and you can have it if you wish. Christ is not mocking you; He wants you to come, not with any feeling or emotion, only come, that's all. Now, will you come? I tell you what I think it means to take up the cross. If you are going to get rest you will get it at the cross. Do you ask me what that is? I don't know. I don't know what your cross may be; it may he to go home and tell a godless husband that you have made up your mind to serve God. I was preaching in Chicago to a hall full of women one Sunday afternoon, and after the meeting was over a lady came to me and said she wanted to talk to me. She said she would accept Christ, and after some conversation she went home. I looked for her a whole week, but 500 Moody's sermons. didn't see her until the Sunday afternoon. She came and sat down right in front of me, and her face had such a sad expression. After the meeting was over, I went to her and asked her what the trouble was. She said, "O, Mr. Moody, this has been the most miserable week of my life." I asked her if there was any one whom she had had trouble with and whom she could not forgive. She said, "No, not that I know of." "Well, did you tell your friends about having found the Saviour?" ' ' Indeed I didn't; I have been all the week trying to keep it from them." "Well," I said, "that is the reason why you have no peace." She wanted to take the crown, but didn't want the cross. My friends, you have got to go by the way of Calvary. If you ever get rest, you must get it at the foot of the cross. " Why," she said, " If I should go home and tell my infidel husband that I had found Christ, I don't know what he would do; I think he would turn me out." "Well," I said, "go out." She went away promising that she would tell him, but she didn't want another wretched week. She was bound to have peace. The next night I gave a lecture to men only, and in the hall there were eight thousand men and one solitary woman. When I got through and went into the inquiry-meeting I found this lady with her husband. She introduced him to me, and said, " He wants to be- come a Christian." I took my Bible and told him all about Christ, and he accepted Him. 1 said to her after it was all over, " It turned out quite different from what you expected, didn't it?" She said, "Yes, I was never so scared in my life. I expected he would do something dreadful, but it has turned out so well." She took God's way and got rest. You may have rest. Don't you TRUST IN GOD BRINGS PERFECT PEACE. 501 believe it, ministers ? You have seen it over and over again. I want to say to you young ladies, perhaps you have a godless father or mother, a skeptical brother, who is going down through drink, and perhaps there is no one who can reach them but you. How many times a godly, pure young lady has taken the light into some darkened home! I remember the last time Mr. Sankey and myself were in Edinburgh there was a father, two sisters and a brother, who used every morning to take the morning paper and pick my sermon all to pieces. They were indignant to think that the Edinburgh people should be carried away with such preaching. But one day one of the sisters was going by the hall and she thought she would drop in and see what class of people went there. She happened to take a seat by a godly lady, who said to her, "I hope you are interested in this work." She tossed her head and said, "Indeed I am not. I am disgusted with everything I have seen and heard." "Well," said the lady, "perhaps you came prejudiced." "Yes, and the meeting has not removed any of it, but has rather increased it." " I have received a great deal of good from them." "There is nothing here for me. I don't see how any intellectual person can be interested." To make a long story short, she got the lady to promise to come back. When the meeting broke up, just a little of the prejudice had worn away. She promised to come back the next day. She went so far as to tell that skeptical father, brother and sister, but they just laughed. You have got to take the cross if you get rest. But one day the two sisters were together, and the other said, "Now, what have you got at those 502 MOODY'S SERMONS. meetings that you didn't have in the first place?" "1 have a peace that I never knew of before, I am at peace with God, myself and all the world." Did you ever have a little war of your own with your neighbors, in your own family? And she said, "I have self-control. You know, sister, if you had said half the mean things before I was converted that you have since I would have been angry, and answered back, but if you remember correctly, I haven't answered once since I have been con- verted; you can get this same rest and peace." Like Martha and Mary, they had a brother Lazarus, but he was a member of the University of Edinburgh. He to be converted? He go to these meetings? It might do for women, but not for him. One night they came home and told him that a chum of his own, a member of the university, had got up and confessed Christ, and when he sat down his brother got up and confessed; and so with the third one. When the young man heard it, he said, "Do you mean to tell me that he has been converted?" "Yes." " Well," he said, " there must be something in it." He put on his hat and coat and went to see his friend Black. Black got him down to the meeting, and he was converted. We went through to Glasgow, and hadn't been there six weeks when news came that that young man had been stricken down and died. When he was dying he called his father to his bedside and said, " Wasn't it a good thing that my sisters went to those meetings?" "Yes, yes, my son, I am so glad you are a Christian; that is the only comfort that I have now in the thought of losing you. I will become a Christian, and will meet you again." I tell this to encourage some sister to go TRUST IN GOD BRINGS PERFECT PEACE. 503 home and carry the message of salvation. It may be that your brother may be taken away in a few months. My dear friends, are we not living in solemn days? Isn't it time for us to get our friends into the kingdom of God? Come, wife, won't you go home and tell your husband? Come, sister, won't you go home and tell your brothers? Won't you take up your cross this afternoon? The blessing of God will rest on your soul if you will. I was in Wales once, and a lady told me this little story : An English friend of hers, a mother, had a child that was sick. At first they considered there was no danger, until one day the doctor came in and said that the symptoms were very unfavorable. He took the mother out of the room and told her that the child could not. live. It came like a thunderbolt. After the doctor had gone, the mother went into the room where the child lay and began to talk to the child and tried to divert its mind. "Darling, do you know you will soon hear the music of heaven? You will hear a sweeter song than you have ever heard on earth; you will hear them sing the song of Moses and the lamb. You are very fond of music. Won't it be sweet, darling?" And the little tired, sick child turned its head away, and said, " O, mamma, I am so tired and so sick that I think it would make me worse to hear all that music." "Well," the mother said, "you will soon see Jesus; you will see the seraphim and cherubim and the streets all paved with gold," and she went on picturing heaven as it is described in Revelations, and the little tired child again turned its head away and said, " O, mamma. I am so tired that I think it would make me worse to see all those beautiful things." And the mother took the little child up in her 504 MOODY S SERMONS. arms and pressed her to her loving heart. And the little sick child whispered, " O, mamma, that is what I want. If Jesus will only take me in his arms and let me rest." Dear friend, are you not tired and weary of sin? Are you not weary of the turmoil of life? You can find rest on the bosom of the Son of God. You can find it right here if you will. May God help you to leave ycur sins and burdens and cares in this hall. Now, shan't we pray? Let us all lift our hearts to God in prayer. Perhaps it will never happen again that so many will pray for you as to-day. What an afternoon this might be! Let us bow our heads in prayer. Ezekiel Prophesying. Ezekiel, ii, 3 WATCH, FIGHT AND PRAY. A* fou are all aware, this is the first day of the week of prayer, and probably there will be more prayer offered in the next week than there has been in the last twelve months. We want to fall into line. If we are to have a real deep, thorough work in this community, it is going to be in answer to prayer. Let us learn a lessson from Nehemiah. He humbled himself and confessed his sins, and then it was that God heard his prayer, and gave him a great, yes, a great blessing, not only to his own soul, but to thousands of others, and I believe it will be the same right here. The walls are torn down in a great many places. We want them built up, don't we? Then let there be an honest cry. Let's make a sacrifice; let's be here Monday, Tues- day and Wednesday, at the noonday hour. If you busi- ness men have to leave your business, and you wives, your household cares, make up your minds that you are going to be here. Let there be a real cry going up to God, and we shall not be disappointed. I want to say that we can learn a lesson from this dis- tinguished man, whose prayer we have read this morning. Nehemiah was not a Jewish prince, although it is sup- posed he had royal blood in his veins. He was born in captivity. It was about one hundred years after Jeru- 507 508 Moody's sermons. salem was taken that this man appeared upon the hori- zon. He was in the court of Artaxerxes. He was a cupbearer to the king, and held a high position. I can imagine that one day in the court he met a man that had come down from Jerusalem, perhaps, on business for the king, and he got into conversation with him. In fact, it may be this very man wanted Nehemiah to use his in- fluence with the king. Nehemiah began to inquire about Jerusalem, and the condition of his own people, and he was told they were in great want and distress and deg- radation, and that the walls of the city were still down, that the gates had been burned and never restored, and his patriotic heart began to burn. He began to mourn for his own country, to pray and fast, and I have no doubt but that when he commenced to pray he asked that the king might be sent to rebuild the walls. He, perhaps, didn't have any thought of doing anything more than to pray. But if you can get a man to pray, he will soon be prepared to do something more. Nehemiah didn't pray for one week, nor two, nor even a month, but he kept at it. Perhaps he fasted two or three days in a week, and he kept that up all through the fall. He perse- vered. He prayed on and fasted, and all this while God was answering his prayer. Although he didn't see any answer, God was just preparing that king to have every- thing in readiness when the time should come. And one day he stands before the king as usual, and gives him a cup of wine. The king looked up, and said, "Nehemiah, why art thou sad? Are you sick?" Nehemiah answered, 11 No." " Well, what is the trouble? It must be sorrow of heart." Then Nehemiah told the king how he was burdened for his own country, and the king said, ' ( Well, WATCH, FIGHT AND PRAY. 509 what is your request?" But Nehemiah had time to pray right then and there. The king didn't hear the prayer, but the King of kings heard it. " Lord, help me now," he prayed to the God of heaven. Men say they have not time to pray, but Nehemiah prayed while the king was- waiting for an answer. The Lord taught him just what to ask for, and then he made his request. It wasn't that the king of Persia might go and rebuild those walls, but that he himself might be sent to do the work. There is faith for you! He was dead in earnest. For three or four months he had concentrated his mind upon the misery and wretchedness of his country. To give up that Persian court and identify himself with those despised Jews! He was there among the highest of all the whole realm; he was cupbearer to the king, and held a high position. And not only that; he was a man of great wealth, lived in great luxury, and a man of great influence in that court; and for him to go up to Jeru- salem and lose caste, it was like Moses turning his back upon the court and identifying himself with those poor captives. He stooped to conquer, and when you get ready to stoop, God will use you. If we are going to succeed in God's work, we must stoop. Nehemiah found favor with the king. The king was all ready to give him his request, and he gave orders that Nehemiah should have a retinue of soldiers to escort him through the different provinces. Jerusalem was one thou- sand miles away. He knew how he would be persecuted and looked down upon, but he had made up his mind to rebuild those walls. I tell you it is a great thing for a man to set something before him, and go and do it. " This one thing I do," says Nehemiah; " I will rebuild 510 modoy's sermons. those walls," and he went. When he reached Jerusalem he didn't have some one go before him and blow a horn, and say, ' ' This is the great Nehemiah, the cupbearer to the great king of Persia." He didn't tell any one what his business was. Man, let the work speak for itself. You needn't blow any horns; go and do the work, and it will advertise itself. I am tired of these men who are always going to do some great thing. This man goes into Jerusalem, and doesn't tell what he has come for. There is quite a stir. What has he come for? Is it war, or is it peace? What has brought him here? What does it all mean? But Nehemiah stayed there three days and three nights, and didn't let even his own men know what he had come for. One night, after they had all gone to bed, and all was quiet, he stole out on his beast, and tried to ride around on the walls, but he couldn't get round on his beast, so he footed it. He walked all around those walls examining them, and found them all in ruins. His heart must have sunk within him if he hadn't a brave one. The nations all around were looking down upon these weak, feeble Jews. So it is to- day; the walls are down, and people say it is no use, and their hands drop down by their side. After he had been there three days and nights, he called the chief priests and elders and the Pharisees together, and told them what his errand was. All this while God had been work- ing in the hearts of his men so that they were now ready. When he had got through with his speech they arose, and said, "Let us rebuild the city." If we could have such men here, wouldn't we see the walls of Jerusalem going up? But it wasn't long before there was a muttering out- WATCH, FIGHT AND PRAY. 5 I I side; you could hear the rumbling. I want to tell you, my friends, that there was never any work done for God without opposition. A great many people are afraid of opposition. That is just what we want. If it is real work there is going to be opposition. Sanballat and Tobiah, the Ammonite, the Geshemites, and all the peo- ple round heard of it, and they began in the first to ridicule. It will be so right here. People will begin to ridicule and heap all manner of criticism upon the work. So these men went on ridiculing and jeering at Nehemiah, but he was too busy to stop and listen to them. I pity these men that will stop to answer all this caviling. Let them go on grumbling and caviling. Nehemiah kept steady at work. Well, they found that ridicule didn't work, so they sent him a letter. " "Let's go down to the plains of Ono and have a council." They wanted to get him down to the plains to consult with him and have a friendly conversation. What is the church of God doing now but having discussions upon the plains of Ono? Look at the whole Presbyterian church, turned aside discussing higher criticism! Nehemiah just sent back word, " I am doing a great work, and I cannot come down." He thought it was "coming down." I think so too. Let the discussions go. Man, we have all eternity to discuss these questions. There is too much work to be done now to stop to discuss them. Well, they wrote him an- other letter. "Come down to the plains of Ono; we want to have a friendly discussion; we are your friends." By this time the Arabs came along; those roaming Ish- maelites were going to fight him. But Nehemiah and his men just put on their swords. They were dead in earnest. " Watch, fight, pray." They watched. O, 5i2 Moody's sermons. it is a wily devil that we have to contend with. Do yon know it? If he can only get the church to stop to dis- cuss these questions, he has accomplished his desire. Now, perhaps you women who belong to the Women's Christian Temperance union may feel hurt, butl do think it is a masterstroke of the devil when he gets you to stop to discuss women's rights. " Haste to the rescue! We are doing a great work, and haven't time to come down." I tell you the prohibition I believe in is to get the people so they won't want to go into the rumshops. That is the quickest way to do it; cut the business off, and away it goes! Why, there is one town in Scotland where Mr. Sankey and myself went; there was a great work of God going on, and the people were all converted. There were two rumshops there, and they couldn't sell any whisky, and had to move away. Now, why can't that be done here? If those men on the plains of Ono had gone on discussing, there would have been nothing done. But Nehemiah kept steady at work. No eight hours a day, either. They commenced at starlight in the morning and worked until starlight. I tell you the man that is counting the hours he works for the Lord doesn't amount to much. Build up. Build up again. They couldn't get Nehemiah down to the plains, so they sent him a fifth letter, what we to-day call an open letter. "We understand it is reported that you are going to get up a kingdom against the king of Persia. This is treason, rebellion, and if it should reach the ears of the king you would be put to death. So come down and let's have a friendly counsel." But Nehemiah said, "I am doing a great work, and I cannot come down." That was all he had to say. And when they found they WATCH, FIGHT AND PRAY. 5 13 couldn't get him to come down, and the walls were about finished, they went to work and bought one of the prophets. I tell you I had rather have ten thousand enemies outside than one inside. When the devil gets possession of a child of God, he will do the work better than the devil himself. ''Now, Nehemiah, there is a plan to kill you; come into the temple. Let's go in and stay for the night." And he came very near tumbling into that pit. He said, "Should such a man as I go there to save my life? I cannot do it." He couldn't come down, you see, and when he refused, it was revealed to him that the devil was in the man. My friends, look out. If even a minister asks you to do something against that word, don't you do it. Never mind these outside or inside enemies, but keep your face set on the walls of Jerusalem. At last the walls were all finished, all built. Those men were terribly in earnest. They didn't take their clothes off. They just ate, drank and slept. They went in to build the walls of Jerusalem, and I tell you what, they will be rebuilt here if we can only get a few hundred people in earnest. Never mind what those enemies may say. He has a work for us to do, -and if we don't do it, it will not be done. It is a false idea some people have that if we don't do it somebody else will. I tell you what, it won't take long to rebuild the walls here when the city moves as Nehemiah and his men moved. Fifty- two days, and the building was finished. And there was great indignation. And then he went to work and put the city in order. I tell you what, I wish we had Nehe- miah for mayor in this city. He just made those men sign a covenant, and there were five things in that cove- nant that he made them sign. 5 H MOODY'S SERMONS. First, they were not to give their daughters to the heathen. I haven't time to work this up, but do you know how much misery there is and has been in our land be- cause pure, Christian young women have been married to non-Christian men? God says, "Be not unequally yoked with unbelievers. " The next thing they were to do (and bear in mind this was a thing they had to sign), they were not to buy or sell on the Sabbath. They were to keep the law of God; they were to keep the Sabbath. Not sell the Sunday paper? Not buy a Sunday paper? No, certainly not. There was to be no traffic on the Sabbath. I tell you, if Nehemiah was here he would find a good many of us like Tobiah. Here we have boys who are kept away from the Sunday-school to sell papers on the streets; trains run- ning clear from Washington in order that the papers can be sold. A young man that reads one of those papers you cannot get into church. He is all taken up with the things of the world. We need a Nehemiah to strengthen us out. He would not buy on the Sabbath, and he had the gates closed. Then the third thing he made them sign was that they would let the land rest. For four hundred and ninety years they did not keep that agreement, and God took them down into Babylon, and kept them there for seventy years. They would not let the land rest, and so God took it from them. A man says that he will not give God one day out of seven. What is the result? Why, God takes it. A man is not going to make anything by working seven days in a week. You cannot rob God; So they signed the covenant that they would let the land rest. You know that with the Jews everything revolved WATCH, FIGHT AND PRAY. 5 1 5 around seven. There was a seventh day for rest, and seven times seven brought the year of jubilee. The next thing in that covenant was that they should not take usury from their brother. I tell you, Nehemiah would have a time of it in this city, wouldn't he? Yes, he would! But Nehemiah made those men sign it. The fifth thing was that they would just bring one- tenth of all that they had into the Lord's storehouse. The first of their fruits were to be brought to the Lord, and for thirty-six years they had prosperity. I tell you if you take these five things, and carry them out, you will have prosperity. Let us all do it personally. If it was good for those men, it is good for us. The mo- ment we begin to rob God, then darkness and misery and wretchedness will come. THE INFLUENCE OF THE INDIVIDUAL. My subject to-day will take in three classes of people, and I think that will cover my audience. First, to -those who are Christians, then to those who have backslidden, and to those who are not Christians. We all come under one of these three heads. I think that at just this stage of the meetings a great deal depends upon the attitude that Christian people take towards these services. You can throw your influence for or against. You will have opportunities to show on which side you are. The meetings have got to just that stage where there is a great deal said for and against. One great advantage of these meetings is that it sets people talking, and it gives you all a chance to be preachers. That is one object of a great union move- ment like this. It arouses public opinion. As I said before, a great deal depends upon the attitude you take. There is a passage over here in Philippians that I would like to read, chap, hi., v. 18. Now Paul had reference there to those who professed to be friends to Jesus Christ. They walk so that they were enemies. Their influence was on the wrong side, and you all will have an opportunity in the next few days to show your colors. You can take your choice. You can throw your influ- ence against the work and let your whole family be with- 5 i6 The Good Samaritan. Luke, x, 29-37. THE INFLUENCE OF THE INDIVIDUAL. 5 1 9 out a drop of dew, or you can take the right way and let the blessing come into your whole house. I was preach- ing in the north of England some years ago, and there was a Quaker lady who had never been in any service outside of the Quaker meeting-house. She had lost a child and was very lonely, and one day she thought she would drop into one of the public lectures. That day it happened to be upon " Heaven " and it was balm to her soul. She went home and told her husband and insisted upon his bringing her out in the evening. She had a nephew and a brother staying with her, and they all four came to the meeting that night. It happened to be in a Free Methodist church, and if you know anything about the Free Methodists you know they are about the noisiest crowd there is. It was a strange place for Quakers to be. That night I was talking about conversion, and while she was taken up with the sermon, the men were carried away by the noise and confusion. On the way home the brother and nephew were right behind her, and she heard them making all manner of sport of the meeting. When they reached home, she went upstairs to take off her things, before going down to supper. The thought occurred to her that the salvation of those two men might depend upon her attitude when she went to the supper table. She came down, and the moment they sat down they began to make all manner of sport of the meeting. "Well," she said, "of course we are Quakers or Friends. We are not used to that sort of thing. It is new to us, but it may be these people get a great deal of good from them. One thing is certain; I got a great deal of good myself, and if there is anything -Ike conversion, I have been converted." She began to 520 MOODY S SERMONS. talk of Christ. The brother and nephew had tickets for the theater the next night, but she persuaded them to go to the meeting. That brother was going down through the influence of strong drink, and was converted. The nephew belonged to one of the old families, and he had come there to learn a trade. He expected to take charge of a large business. He had a great deal of influence with the workingmen of a large industry there, and he was converted. One day he came with a roll of names that would go clear across this hall, asking me to speak to the workingmen of the place. That great work of 1873 was the result of that meeting. They packed the church with workingmen, and the fire of God broke out among them and swept on for two years. This was the result of that woman's taking the attitude she did. Now, there are a good many whole families that are perhaps scoffers, and in your own immediate circle you will see men going about and saying, ''Look out what you say and don't throw your influence on the wrong side." You know it is very easy to talk about revivals, but do you know that there is not a denomination that hasn't sprung out of revivals. The Episcopal church claims to be. They come from Pentecost, don't they? I would like to know where your Methodists come from if they don't come from the revival under Wesley. And so you can go right on through all the denominations. I venture to say there is many a church where four-fifths of the mem- bers were converted during revivals. I would like to know how many in this audience have been converted during revivals, when there has been some revival in your church? [Mr. Moody here asked the people present who had been converted during revival services to stand. THE INFLUENCE OF THE INDIVIDUAL. 52 1 There was a hearty response.] See! Look at the num- ber that has risen right here. You can go into your own church and put the question just that way, and you will find that the most active and leading class have been converted during revivals. There was one place where I went to hold meetings, and a young minister took a very active part in the work. One day one of his mem- bers came to him and said, "If you are going to hold your position in the church, you have got to be very cau- tious about the stand you take." He went to the church roll and took off the names of those who had been con- verted during revivals, and he found that four-fifths of them had been brought to Christ during such times. I want to say that the heartiest and strongest Christians come out of revivals and great awakenings, and that is what we want here. You want a revival in business in your bonds and stocks. You would like to see them go up twenty-five or fifty per cent., but I tell you we need a breath of revival in Christianity. May God show it to us! I believe that is what we will get if we are dead in earnest. There was one place where we went to hold meetings, and it was given out in the papers that we were going to stay thirty days. Now, there was a lady who was a member of one of the churches, and she said, " I don't want my boy brought under the influence of those meet- ings. I am afraid that he will be brought into the Y. M. C. A., and they will have him on the streets selling tracts, and it would be very mortifying to me to have my son doing such a thing as that." She was ambitious for her boy. She wanted to get him into the bon-ton society, as we call it. So she planned to take her only 522 Moody's sermons. boy out of the city to be gone for those thirty days. She told her pastor why she had taken him. I knew nothing about it. The meetings went on, and just at my right hand sat that minister, from the beginning to the end, until the last meeting, when he was absent. Just as the benediction was pronounced, and the people were crowd- ing out, he came rushing in and said he was so sorry he had not been there. " I have just been called on one of the saddest errands of my life." He told me that that woman who had taken her son away from the influence of those meetings had brought him back that day in his coffin, and he had just come from the funeral. That mother to her dying day never forgave herself. My dear friends, be very careful how you walk just now. We have been praying God to revive His work, and if it is His work, you cannot afford to join with the scoffing, jeering people, and talk against the work of God. I remember some years ago seeing a little notice in the paper, and it made a great impression upon my mind at the time. It was about a father taking his little child into the field one day. He lay down under the shade of a tree and fell asleep. Before he went to sleep the child was picking wild flowers and grass and saying, "pretty, pretty. " When he fell asleep the child wandered around and away from him, and when he woke up his first thought was, ' ' Where is my child?" He shouted at the top of his voice, and running to a hill at some distance he called, but there was no response. Finally he went to the edge of a precipice, and looking down, he saw the mangled form of his little child. "He took it up and accused himself of being its murderer. While he. slum- THE INFLUENCE OF THE INDIVIDUAL. 523 bered the child had wandered away and been lost. I have often thought that was a picture of God's own dear children going over a worse precipice than that into drunkards' and gamblers' dens, and they are lost before you know it. I firmly believe it is much easier to keep the cars on the track than to get them back after they have once been thrown off. Therefore, I would like to say to you that there is something more important than just keeping up the bonds and stocks for your children. Supposing you don't leave them so many thousands of dollars. Isn't it better to leave them a good Christian character? Isn't it a good deal better for you to let business suffer for the next thirty days and just lay your- self out to get your whole family blessed and into the kingdom of God? I believe we will see signs and wonders here if we just stir ourselves. Now, the question comes up, " Mr. Moody, why is it so many good people's chil- dren turn out so bad?" The more I travel and go among men, the more I begin to see why. There was a lady who brought her son clear from the Pacific coast to the east that I might talk to him, because I had influence with him when he was a little boy. But it did no good. He went down. Afterward I heard that the next son had gone the same way, and then the third, and I couldn't understand it. The next time I went out to the Pacific coast, I was invited to this same home, and one night the father took me into a private room. He wrung his hands and said, ''I haven't got a son that I'm not ashamed of." He was deacon of the church, he attended all the services regularly, and outwardly his life was all that it should be. He was known as one of the best of husbands and fathers, but 1 tell you what, I stayed in 524 MOODY S SERMONS. that home for a week and watched things, and when that father put the question to me, " Why is it that my sons have turned out so bad?" I said, "Look here, where do you spend Monday night?" "I belong to the common council, and I have to give Monday night to this," " I see, you give that evening to the public; where do you spend Tuesday night?" He belonged to the Young People's society, and he felt as if he ought to go to their meetings on Tuesday. " Where do you go Wednesday?'' He didn't want to tell. Finally he said he was one of those masons. One of those high masons, you know! Master mason, isn't it? Now, don't tell or it will show that you are one of them. Well, he was there every Wednesday night. "Where are you Thursday night?" " On Thursday night I am at home. " " Well, you are a public man, and you are out or have company. Where are you Friday night?" " O, Friday night I always go to the church prayer-meeting." "Saturday night?' "Saturday night I am always at home." "Yes, I noticed you were last Saturday. You came in and had supper, and your boys saw you for a few minutes and then you went off to your room to study your Sunday- school lesson. Very well, Sunday night where are you?" " O, I don't believe in- giving up the second service, and I always go to church." " Now, don't you see the devil has the advantage over you, and has ruined your three boys? It is drive all the day, and your boys slip off because they want to go and play with the other boys before they go to school. You never come home to lunch in the middle of the day. You come home late at night and eat your dinner, and you see your boys for only a few moments every night. Now, THE INFLUENCE OF THE INDIVIDUAL. 525 doesn't the fault lie at your own door?" "Well," he said, " I never thought of that." " Well, don't you think you ought to think of it?" Isn't that one of the great evils in America? I needn't be so anxious about some one's else wickedness if I am cherishing my own. That comes before any public or private office. I heard of a traveler once, whose child came in and said, "Mamma, that man that comes in Sundays has been scolding me." He called his own father " that man." And then we wonder how it is that our children turn out bad. You men go to church and pray like a saint, but I tell you if you don't live like a saint at home, your children will curse at home. You cannot shake it off on to your wife and expect her to do all the training. God holds man responsible. I believe whenever you see a Christian man's children turn out wrong, a good deal of the fault lies at his own door. Let us see if we cannot straighten things out. Give a little time to your boys. Unbend and be a boy once in a while. Take them out riding, hunting, fishing. Give them a little time; you can afford it. This idea that we have got to give all our time to the service of the public is wrong, and is bringing a good many families down with sorrow. Now, to those who have backslidden. I met two or three in the inquiry-room last night who thought they had never been converted because they had backslidden. Now, I am talking to those who have really been born of the Spirit, born from above, and wandered back into the old life. I want to say that the most ten- der, affectionate words in this Bible have been said to backsliders. I believe the most wretched man or woman on the face of the earth is a man or woman that has 526 Moody's sermons. tasted these gifts and then gone back to the beggarly ele- ments of the world. If you have ever known Jesus, this old world will never satisfy you. The fact is, when God made your heart He made it a little too big for this world. If you have had a taste of the world to come, this old world will never satisfy you. The Lord wants you to come back. I want to say here to-day, that there is not a wanderer from God that He doesn't want to have come back. You will notice that in the second chapter of Jeremiah, fifth verse, the Lord makes it a personal question. Now, there is one thing about a backslider; he is always finding fault with church members. If a man goes wrong, he thinks the minister, the church, and all the members are wrong. Why? Because he looks through wrong eyes. Everything is just painted in that way to him. Now, the Lord comes and says, "What iniquity have you found in Me?-" I want to say to every backslider, that God is the same that He ever was. He loves you just as much. He hates your backsliding, but still He loves you. You can find lots of iniquity in church members, but I tell you it is mighty poor business to live on the failings of other people. You will find you have as many yourself as you can take care of. Jeremiah, ii, 13: " For my people have committed two evils: they have forsaken Me, the fountain of living waters, and hewn them out cisterns, broken cisterns, that can hold no water." Now, notice that they left Him. That is the charge that God brings against them. You have left Him, not He has left you. Some think God has left them. Never! You have left Him. Do you want to know how to get back? Just take THE INFLUENCE OF THE INDIVIDUAL. 527 up the work where you left off. What did you do when you first came to the Lord? Repented of your sins and turned to God. Just do as you did at first. Turn back to God, and if you do, He will have mercy upon you and forgive you. Just let your mind go back to those days. Didn't you have more peace and pleasure and joy than you have now? You are without hope in God and what darkness and blackness seems to cover you! Jeremiah, ii, 19; "Thine own wickedness shall correct thee, and thy backslidings shall reprove thee. Know, therefore, and see that it is an evil thing and bitter, that thou hast for- saken the Lord thy God, and that My fear is not in thee, saith the Lord God of hosts." Now, I want to say here to-day that I believe every line, every letter of that verse. Now, I want to call your attention to a fact. I will challenge you to find a father or mother that has back- slidden whose children haven't gone to ruin. I think the hardest people to reach are the sons and daughters of backsliders. I have had them say to me, "You say there is so much joy in religion; if there is, why did my father and mother give it up?" They stumble there. I must confess it is one of the hardest things to get over. I cannot understand it. I remember working with an old white-haired backslider in St. Louis, and I sat up with him until eleven o'clock at night. At last he wiped away his tears and said, " I will come back," and that night I really believe God restored unto him the joy of salvation. But the next night, when I was preaching he sat right in front of me. I don't think I ever saw a man look so pitiful. When I went into the inquiry-room he followed me in. I turned to him and said, ' ' What is the trouble?" 528 Moody's sermons. "O, Mr. Moody, this has been the darkest day of my life!" " That is singular. I thought God restored the joy of salvation to you last night." "So He did. I think God has spoken peace and forgiveness to my soul, but I have a large family of children here in this city. They are all married. I spent the day calling on my sons ard daughters, and if you will believe it, Mr. Moody, there wasn't one of them but what called me an old fool. I have led them into iniquity and cannot call them back." I want to say to you mothers and fathers here to-day, that it is much easier to lead your children into Sodom than to get them back. May God show us the truth'. And if there is a backslider here to-day, may God bring him back. You make money by going into Sodom and the world, "but thine own wickedness shall correct thee, and thy backslidings shall reprove thee. " O, backslider, come back to-day. Don't wait until the whole family have been ruined. O, may God stir us up to-day! I want to give you a little advice. If you have gone astray just come back. I have been here only a few days and if I was called away suddenly, do you think I would go without saying anything to the committee? Did you ever hear of a sinner going to Jesus Christ and bidding him good-by? Did you ever hear of a sinner going into his closet and saying, ' ' I have known you, Lord, for twenty years, but I have tired of your company. I am tired of the Bible, tired of prayer, tired of Sabbath- school work, tired of church and church work, and I have come to bid- you farewell. Good-by, I am going back to the world." Did you ever hear of such a thing? You THE INFLUENCE OF THE INDIVIDUAL. 529 never did and never will, but I tell you, you have just run off without saying good-by to the Lord. You have no excuse, don't try to make one, but just come back to-day, tell Him you are sorry you have wronged Him. O, may the backslider come home ! THAT -ELDER BROTHER." I have selected a very difficult subject, difficult one to get people interested in. I ain afraid you may get the chills before I am through, for I think it is one of the coldest subjects you can find in the whole Bible. It is about that elder brother of whom I have been reading. When I was in Europe once, Mr. Spurgeon gave me a copy of all his sermons, and out of the whole volume, between thirty and forty, I couldn't find one solitary sermon he had ever preached about that elder brother. I have tried a number of times to get interested, but I must confess that it is hard to get my heart warmed up to- ward it. This elder brother thought he Was all right. I heard of a man when I was across the sea who thought so much of himself that he used to shake hands with himself every morning. He was an elder brother. Now, if you ever had to live in a house with a man that never did wrong I pity you. If you wives have a husband that never does wrong I pity you. Do you know why? Because, if any- thing goes wrong, it is you that has to suffer, he doesn't. All the blame falls upon you. He is an elder brother. There has been a hot discussion for ages about who those ninety-nine arethat we read about in this fifteenth chap- ter of Luke. Some think they are the angels that have 530 Joseph Sold Into Egypt. Genesis, xxxvii. THAT "ELDER BROTHER." 533 never fallen; some think they are a sort of angelic people and don't need to be converted, they are so pure and up- right naturally. I believe they are the people who think they are all right. You will notice that the chapter be- gins with a murmur, and closes in the same way. They Were finding fault with Christ because He was receiving sinners, and saving the lost. Now, this elder brother was angry because the wanderer had come home. A lady came to me some years ago, and wanted me to get her daughter into a seminary with which I was connected, but she said, ' ' I want to be frank with you, I want you to know that I do not believe in your theology." "My theology! I didn't know I had any. I wish you would tell me what my theology is." " Well," she said, " I don't agree with your preaching,' "What is it you don't agree with?" "Well," she said, "your views about that elder brother are the most abominable I ever heard of." I said, " You are the first person I ever heard try to uphold him. What are his good traits? What are his noble qualities?" "Why! he stayed at home with his father and took care of him, and his younger brother ran off and left him." " Took care of his father! Why! the last I read about him he was outside of the house in a mad fit, and his father couldn't get him in." O, yes, he took care of his father! These elder brothers are the hardest people in the world to get in because they think they are already there. It is said that in Berlin one day a German minister had this ques- tion up for discussion, who the ninety-nine were, and who the elder brother was. He was a great preacher, and he got up in a meeting and said he had seen the elder brother the day before. " Saw him! Where did 534 Moody's sermons. you see him? Saw the elder brother!" "Yes, when I looked into the looking-glass I saw him. I saw myself." He found himself envious of another minister, and he was an elder brother. I tell you what, there are a good many more elder brothers than prodigals, after all. There are a lot of us pretty near kin to that elder brother. Men go to church regularly, but I tell you a man that gets angry because the sexton puts a man into his pew who isn't dressed in the height of fashion, I believe belongs to this school. If you want to find out where they are, just tell thern of a poor drunkard that has been reclaimed, and see their eyes open, and hear them say, "I don't believe in that kind of thing." You have got a lot of them right here, I have no doubt of that. You take and follow this elder brother down through all the beatitudes, and you will find that he fails in every solitary one of them. Now just hear what Christ says, "Blessed are the poor in spirit." He poor in spirit? Not he! The Lord says, "Blessed are the poor in spirit." A man may be rich and have a broken heart, but there is a blessing upon him if he has. "Blessed are they that mourn." Did this man mourn? For what? He had nothing to mourn over; he had never done a wrong thing in all his life. "Blessed are the meek." Was he meek? There was not a single trace of meekness about him. That Pharisee that went up to the temple to pray with the poor publican, did he know anything about meekness? "I thank thee, Lord, that I am not like other men; I fast twice a week, I give tithes of all I possess." I, I, I. Five great capital I's in a little short prayer of only a few words. There was not a prayer about it. He was just boasting and bragging. THAT " ELDER BROTHER." 535 That is just what this elder brother was doing. ' ' Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst." He hunger and thirst after righteousness? He had so much he didn't know what to do with it. "Blessed are the merciful." He merciful? He was very merciful to his old father, wasn't he? He was kind to his old father, wasn't he? O, I pity a father who has to be taken care of by such a son as that; sticking thorns into his old father's heart in the evening of life! (i Blessed are the pure in heart." Was he pure in heart? " Blessed are the peace makers." Was he a peace maker? Breaking up the most peace- ful scene this world ever saw! That old father sitting at the table with a peace and joy that had never before come to him, and that elder brother just broke it up. I see that father's face just beaming with joy and delight when the servants whisper that Levi is outside mad, and will not come in. And I see the old man get up, all the joy gone from his face, and go out and entreat his son to come in, but he is in a mad fit, and the old man cannot get him into the house. I tell you I think he had a mighty mean son. Don't you? That is my opinion. " Blessed are they that are persecuted." And that is the kind of religion that this world believes in. The whole country talked about the nobility of this young man. I am afraid that if we had him now we would make him a deacon or elder in the church. He is all right. All right in the sight of the world. He is never persecuted. But now, you just take and read that man's life, and what do you find? You find that he was sour. O, how many sour ones you meet now! They growl and grumble all the time. Sour! He was a touchy young man. Have you any touchy people among your acquaintances? That 536 Moody's sermons. is just what this young man was — touchy. He was very angry. Why? Because his brother had come back. Did you ever know what caused the thrill of joy in heaven, and the thumps in that old man's breast? I be- lieve that is the only chapter in the whole Bible that tells what causes joy in heaven. That elder brother was self- righteous. He was selfish, and supremely so. There is not a thing in that man's character that is lovely after all. But how grandly that father shines out. " Son!" (he didn't call him any bad names) "Son! thou art ever with me. All that I have is thine." O, it makes me feel rich when I read that. That is liberty. You know in France, when anarchy was overthrown, they selected for their motto, "Fraternity, Equality, Liberty." That was what they wanted, and that is just what this father wanted with those two boys. He wanted them to be with him. That is what God wants every sinner to do. I remember once I was very busy getting up a sermon, and my little boy came into my room. I wanted to get rid of him just as quickly as possible. And I said to him, " My son, what do you want?" He threw his arm around my neck and kissed me, and said, "I don't want any- thing; I just love you." I couldn't send him away, and I got down all his toys for him, and let him stay in the room with me; and every once in a while I looked over my book and saw him just as happy as he could be. That is just what the Lord wants. He wants the elder brother to come in, and just have liberty and fraternity. "Son, all I have is thine." And that is just what the younger brother did not want when he went away. But he came back and wanted it, and when he wanted it, the elder brother didn't want it. Now, one went down THAT " ELDER BROTHER. 537 through the sin of his licentiousness, and the other went down through the sin of pride and self-conceit, and one is just as black and vile as the other. There is no dif- ference. I tell you what, it is a good thing to take a mirror and get a good look at ourselves once in a while and see what we are, for it is a sort of family disease. But I am not going to dwell any longer upon that elder brother, for I must confess it is not a very interesting sub- ject. But I just want to say that I have had that man brought up to me very often in the most ridiculous ways. Some say that certain people don't need to be converted. "That kind of preaching that Mr. Moody is doing here is out of place. If he would go among the slums of our large cities and preach it to those lost souls, it would be all right. But we don't need it. We are cultured and refined, and we do not need any such preaching." They think they are all right. " We are piling up a righteous- ness of our own." I want to say that that elder brother needed to be converted just as much as the younger. You put a man that has been living in wickedness and sin on the crystal pavement, and it would be hell to him. Put a man under the very shadow of the tree of life with the spirit of the elder brother, and it would be hell to him. I can imagine the first man he sees he greets with the question, "Who were you when you were on earth?" "The thief on the cross." "I never associated with thieves or murderers when I was upon earth, and I shall not up here." And to the first woman he meets he says, " Who were you when on earth?" And with a beautiful smile on her face, " I was Mary Magdalene. That wom- an that had seven devils in her." " I never associated with such people on earth, and I won't up here." He 538 Moody's sermons. couldn't associate with the blood-bought up in heaven. He couldn't sing the song of Moses and the Lamb with such people. He must have a little heaven of his own. He climbed up some other way. The Lord said, ' ' They are thieves and robbers." I think once in a while it would be good to preach to the elder brothers, and I think there are a great many of them in the churches. They think because they live a moral life they are all right. They can be proud and as vile and black as hell itself, not fit for the kingdom of God. Now, did you ever notice that four times Christ uses this word, " except''? "Except your righteousness ex- ceed the righteousness of the Scribes and Pharisees ye shall in no wise enter the kingdom of God." That was said to the elder-brother school of men when Christ was on earth. Then again he said to the same class of peo- ple, "Except ye repent ye shall all likewise perish." Another time He said to that same class, "Except ye become converted, and become as little children, ye can- not see the kingdom of God." Don't you trust in your moral life; that is not going to save you. God will strip you of every rag of your own righteousness. You must have the righteousness of another. It was to Nicodemus, not to the poor woman at the well, that Christ said, " Except ye become converted and become as little chil- dren, ye cannot see the kingdom of God." Now, it is clearly taught that there must be a new spirit and new life, before we can see the kingdom of God. You can see a great many things, but there is one thing you can- not see; you cannot see the kingdom of God; you can- not buy or educate yourself into the kingdom. There is only one way, and that is to be born into it. You may THAT " ELDER BROTHER. 539 go across this continent to the Pacific coast and see there trees that have been growing for ages, but that truth that grows in the midst of the paradise of God your uncircum- cised eye shall never rest upon unless you are born again. You may see the prince of Wales and the crown prince of Russia, but I tell you the Prince of Peace who is going to sit in glory, you shall never see as your prince unless you are born again. You may see the rivers of earth, but there is one river that flows through the paradise of God that your uncircumcised eye shall not see until you are born again. You may look that sainted mother in the face to-day, but bear in mind that the time is coming when you are going to be separated. You may look at your little innocent child, but remember that a separa- tion is going to come. If that child dies in early child- hood, the Master will take it to Himself, and you will not be permitted to sit in the kingdom with that child until you are born again. " There is joy in the presence of God over one sinner that repenteth." There must be true repentance before we can be born again. Now, I can imagine some of you say, ' ' [ have known that for years, but I wish I could be converted this afternoon." A lady told me once that for a long time she had made up her mind to be converted, and that she believed that if she was converted she could overcome the temptation that had crossed her path. You can be converted before I get through speaking. "Look unto Me, and be ye saved, all the ends of the earth; for I am God, and there is none else. " Isaiah, xlv, 22. I remember, at a terrible battle, at M , for two days and nights I had been looking after a wounded and 54° Moody's sermons. dying soldier. I was so sleepy that I went off to get a little rest. I had only just fallen asleep, when a soldier came and woke me up. He said there was a man that wanted to see me; I was only half awake, and I said, " You tell him, I will be around in the morning." But he said, " If you see him at all, you will have to come right away." I got up and followed him, and when I reached the man's side, I sat at the head of the bed, and he said, "Well, chaplain, I have sent for you to see if you can help me die." I said, "My friend, I would gladly help you if I could, but I cannot. I would take you into my arms and carry you into the kingdom of God, if I could, but I cannot do that." Then he told me a little of his history. When he was enlisting for the army his mother threw her arms round his neck, and kissing him said, "I could let you go into the army, my boy, if you were a Christian, but the thought that you may die with- out hope almost kills me. " "I told her, when the war was over, I would come home and be a Christian. She said, ' It may be too late then.' I told her I would risk it." And now, he said, "Here I am dying, away from home and mother. It is hard to die alone. I wish you could help me." I began to tell him of Christ, but I couldn't get him to lay hold of one of the promises. The cold, icy hand of death was feeling for his cords. A life was fast ebbing away, and I felt so sad to have him die at that midnight hour, away from home and friends. But I couldn't see and believe for him. I read to him the con- versation that Christ had with Nicodemus about being born again, and I read the third chapter of John slowly and carefully. His ears were open to catch every word. I went on reading, and when I got down to the fourteenth THAT ''ELDER BROTHER. 541 verse, the dying man cried, "Stop; is that there?" "Yes," I said, "it is here." " O, I didn't know that was in the Bible. Read those few verses again." And I began again; his elbows resting on the edge of the cot, he brought his dying hands together, his eyes began to light up, and he said, "That sounds good, chaplain, read it to me once again," and I read it again. "As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the son of man be lifted up, that whosoever be- lieveth in Him should not perish, but have eternal life." I went on reading, and the dying man closed his eyes, folded his arms across his breast, and there was a beauti- ful smile upon his face. Then there was an hour of ter- rible agony. I read through the chapter, and when I got through, I noticed his lips were moving. I bent down to listen, and I heard him whispering this verse, ' ' As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the son of man be lifted up." He opened his eyes, fixed his calm, sweet, deathly look upon me, and said, "Chaplain, you needn't read any more to me now; I understand it now." I want to say to this audience to-day, that if I was dying, that would be my only hope of eternal life. It is not that I have preached the gospel or tried to lift up men, but that He has made it possible for me to be saved, and I do thank God for the gospel that saves all that come to Him. The dying man said, ' ' I am not alone now. I love Him." Then I left him, and went to get a few hours' sleep. When I went back to his cot, I found it empty. I said to the officer, "Did you stay with him until he died?" "Yes, he only lived an hour or two, after you left." "What did he say when he was 542 MOODYS SERMONS. dying?" "O, he kept repeating this verse, 'As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the son of man be lifted up.'" When the dying hour came, he just pillowed his dying head upon those words, and took his seat in the chariot of God. I thank God that Christ has been offered as a sacrifice for the sins of the world, and every soul can be saved now, if he will. Noah Cursing Ham. Genesis, ix. OBEDIENCE TO GOD'S COMMANDS. I want to call your attention to a text that you will find in the seventh chapter of Genesis, first verse. When God speaks, you and I can afford to listen. It is not man speaking now, but it is God. "The Lord said unto Noah. Come thou and all thy house into the ark. " Perhaps some skeptic has drifted in here to-day, and perhaps some church member will join with him and say, 44 1 hope he is not going to preach about the ark. I thought that was given up by all intelligent people." But I want to say that I haven't given it up. When I do, I am going to give up the whole Bible. There is no portion of the Scripture but that the Son of God set His seal to when He was down here in the world. Men say, " I don't believe in the story of the flood." Christ con- nected His own return to this world with that flood. Men say they don't believe the story of Lot and his wife and those cities being destroyed with judgment from on high. I believe it just as much as I do the third chapter of John. I pity any man that is going into the pulpit and picking that old book to pieces. The moment that we give up any one of those things, we touch the deity of the Son of God. I have noticed that when a man does begin to pick the Bible to pieces it doesn't take him 545 546 Moody's sermons. mote than five years to tear it all to pieces. What is the use of being five years about what you can do in five minutes? But I am not here to defend the Bible. It will take care of itself. I want to talk about the text. One hun- dred and twenty years before, Noah had received the most awful communication that ever came from heaven to earth. No man up to that time, and I think no man since, has ever received such a communication. God said that on account of the wickedness of the world He was going to destroy the world by water. For one hun- dred and twenty years God strove with those antedilu- vians. He never smites without warning, and they had their warning. If they had repented and cried as they did at Nineveh, God would have heard their cry and spared them, I believe. But there was no cry for mercy. I have no doubt but that they ridiculed the idea that Christ was going to destroy the world. I have no doubt but that there were atheists who said there wasn't any God anyhow. I got hold of one of them some time ago, and he said there was no God. I said, "How do you account for the formation of the world?" "O, force and matter work together, and by chance the world was created." I said, "It is a singular thing that your tongue isn't on the top of your head if force and matter just threw it together in that manner." If I should take out my watch and say that force and matter worked to- gether, and out came the watch, you would say I was a lunatic of the first order. Wouldn't you? And yet they say that this old world was made by chance! " It threw itself together!" I met a man in Scotland, and he took the ground that there was no God; and I said to him, OBEDIENCE TO GODS COMMANDS. 547 "Howdoyou account for creation, for all these rocks?" "Why," he said, "any schoolboy could account for that." "Well, how was the first rock made?" " Out of sand." " Well, how was the first sand made?" " Out of rock." I have no doubt but that Noah had these men to contend with. Then there was a class called agnostics, and there are a good many of their grandchildren, too. Then there was another class who said they believed there was a God. They couldn't make themselves believe that the world happened by chance; but God was too merciful to punish sin. He was so full of compassion and love that he couldn't punish sin; the drunkard, the harlot, the gambler, the murderer, the thief and the libertine would all share alike at the end. Supposing the governor of your state was so tender-hearted that he couldn't bear to have a man suffer, couldn't bear to see a man put in jail, and he should go and set all the prisoners free. How long would he be governor? You would have him out of office before the sun set. These very men that talk about God's mercy would be the first to raise a cry against a governor who wouldn't have a man put in prison when he had done wrong. Then another class took the ground that God couldn't destroy the world anyway. They might have a great flood which would rise up to the meadowland and low- land, but all it would be necessary to do would be to go up on the hills and mountains. That would be a hun- dred times better than Noah's ark. Or if it should come to that, they could build rafts. They could make rafts which would be a good deal better than that ark. They had never seen such an ugly looking thing. But Noah 548 Moody's sermons. had received his orders to build that ark. Some one has suggested that Noah must have been daft, as the Scotch say. But when God spoke, Noah heard, and when God commanded, he just obeyed. Noah is off on a preaching tour to warn his countrymen of the coming deluge. I have no doubt but that they told him to go back and mind his own business. I tell you there were more bitter things said against Noah than is said against any minister in our day. I don't believe we know anything about it. If there were saloons in those days (and I haven't any doubt but that there were), Noah was the song of the drunkard, and the} 7 had a good many jokes about Noah's madness and folly. In the sight of those men, Noah was the maddest man in the world. 1 have no doubt about that. And if they had theaters, they probably had Noah's ark represented on the stage. And so all manner of sport was made of Noah and his ark. And the business men went on buying and selling, while Noah went on preaching and toiling. They per- haps had some astronomers, and they were gazing up at the stars and saying, " Don't you be concerned; there is no sign of a coming storm in the heavens. We are very wise men, and if there was a storm coming, we should read it in the heavens. " And they had geologists digging away, and they said, ' ' There is no sign in the earth. " Time rolls on; one hundred years have passed away, and some of the old men have passed away and gone, and they died saying, ' ' Noah is wrong. " And then 1 suppose there was a large class that took the ground that Noah must be wrong because he was so in the minority. That is a great argument now, you know. Noah was OBEDIENCE TO GODS COMMANDS. 549 greatly in the minority. But he goes on working. One hundred and twenty years have passed; time flies, and he hasn't got a single convert outside of his family. Poor Noah, he must have had a hard time of it. I don't think I have the grace to go one hundred and twenty years and not have a convert. No, sir! That is hard work. Not a convert outside his own family! That is grace for you! Noah must have had a lot of it to have held on. But he just toiled on. The ark is finished, and I tell you, the day it was completed it was looked upon as the most contemptible thing in the world. They wouldn't have had their names connected with that old ark for anything. But I can imagine one beautiful morning, not a cloud to be seen, perhaps in the spring, Noah has got his com- munication. He has heard the voice that he heard one hundred and twenty years before — the same old voice. Perhaps there had been silence for one hundred and twenty years. But the voice rang through his soul one night, "Noah, come thou and all thy house into the ark." And you can see Noah and all his family moving into the ark. They are bringing the household furniture. The neighbors are talking. They say, "Every year before he has planted, but this year he thinks the world is going to be destroyed, and he hasn't planted anything. '' They think he will come to want. This morning, when they see him moving, some of his neighbors say, " Noah^ what is your hurry? You will have plenty of time to get into that old ark. What is your hurry? There are no windows, and you cannot look out to see when the storm is coming." But he heard the voice and obeyed. " Come thou and all thy house into the ark." Then they 550 MOODY S SERMONS. see the fowls of the air flying in pairs toward the ark, all manner of beasts coming up from their dens and caves as if sent by some unseen hand, and Noah standing at the door to receive them. And I can imagine some of them crying out, "Merciful God! what does this mean?" and the wise men say, "We don't know just what it means, but there is no danger. Don't you be alarmed. Be quiet. If the flood comes, we can build rafts better than that ark." And do you know, when they had all gone in, God gave the world seven days' grace? Did you ever know that? If there had been a cry during those seven days, I believe it would have been heard. But there was none. At length the last day had come, the last hour, the last minute, ay, the last second. God Almighty came down and shut the door of that ark. No angel, no man, but God Himself shut that door, and when once the mas- ter of the house has risen and shut the door, the doom of the world is sealed; and the doom of that old world was forever sealed. The sun had gone down upon the glory of that old world for the last time. You can hear away off in the distance the mutterings of the storm, of the coming judgment; you can hear the thunder rolling, the lightning begins to flash, and the old world reels. The storm bursts upon them, and that old ark of Noah's would have been worth more than the whole world to them. I want to say to any scoffer that has come in here to-day, you can laugh at that old Bible, you can scoff at your mother's God, you can laugh at ministers and Chris- tians, but the hour is coming when one promise in that old book will oe worth more to you than ten thousand worlds like this. OBEDIENCE TO GODS COMMANDS. 55 1 I have no doubt that these antediluvians rushed to the door of that ark and shouted, " Noah, Noah, let us in.'' Hark! Noah speaks, " I cannot open the door; God has shut it." Isn't it sad? There is no trifling now, no levity now, no mocking now, no derision now. Mark ye! don't forget it; the last hour is going to come to each one of us. Some of us are spending our last week of prayer on earth. To me this week has been very solemn. I have thought it may be my last week of prayer. I thank God for the week, for the minutes I have been permitted to spend in this hall, but there is a tinge of sadness when I think it is passing. I look down upon these old men and women, and think they will be gone in a year. The last week, the last hour, the last minute is bound to come, and I tell you, it is a very solemn thing. If it should come now, would it find us inside or outside of the ark? You may scoff at it, but it is a very important question. Are all your children in? Are all your grand- children in? Listen. [ selected this text because I wanted to speak as a father, not as a preacher. Don't rest day or night until you get your children in. I believe my children have fifty temptations where I had one. I am one of those who believe that in these great cities there is a snare set upon the corner of every street for our sons and daughters; and I don't believe it is our business to spend our time in accumulating bonds and stocks. Have I done all I can to get my children in? That is it. Now, let me ask you this question: What would have been Noah's feelings if when God called him into the ark, his children wouldn't have gone with him? If he had lived such a false life that his children wouldn't have gone in with him, what would have been his feel- 552 Moody's sermons. ings? Come! haven't we got something to do? Are we doing all we can to get them in? Some one sent me a paper a number of years ago when I was in the old country marked "copy," and trie article that was marked was this: "Are all the children in?" I read it. An old wife lay dying, she was nearly one hundred years of age, and the husband who had taken the journey with her sat by her side. She was just breathing faintly, but suddenly she revived, opened her eyes and said, "Why, it is dark." " Yes, Janet, it is dark." " Is it night?" " O, yes! it is midnight." " Are all the children in?" There was that old mother living life over again. Her youngest child had been in the grave twenty years, but she was traveling back into the old days, and the dear old mother fell asleep in Christ, asking, " Are all the children in?" Dear friend, are they all in? Put the question to your- self to-day. Is John in? Is James in? Is he in, or is he immersed in business and pleasure? Is he living, a double and dishonest life? Say! where is your boy, mother? Where is your son, your daughter? Is it well with your children? Can you say it is? After being superintendent of a Sunday-school in Chi- cago for a number of years, a school of over a thousand members, children that came from godless homes, work- ing hard, and to have mothers and fathers working against me, taking the children off on excursions on Sun- day and doing all they could to break up the work I was trying to do, I used to think that if I could ever stand before an audience I would speak to no one but parents — that would be my chief business. It is an old saying, "Get the lamb, and you will get the sheep." I gave that up years ago. Give me the sheep, and then I will OBEDIENCE TO GOD'S COMMANDS. 553 have some one to nurse the lambs. But you get a lamb and convert him, and if he has a godless father and mother you will have little chance with that child. What we want is godly homes. The home was estab- lished long before the church. I remember the first speech I ever made in this line. I had gone down tc Michigan to a meeting, and when I got up I noticed that about two-thirds of the audience were adults. I went at parents, and my whole address was right at parents. When I got through a man got up, and I thought he was going to rebuke me. I sat there tremb- ling, but he arose and said, " I want to indorse all that young man has said. Sixteen years ago I was in a heathen country, and my wife died, and left me with three little children. The first Sabbath after my wife died my little dsughter came to me and said, 'Papa, shan't I take the children into mother's room and talk to them as mother used to?' I said she might, and she led them off into the same chamber as the mother used to. When they came out I noticed they had all been weep- ing, and I said, 'What have you been crying about?' I supposed they had been crying for their mother. Little Nolly said, 'Well, papa, I couldn't help it. We had all prayed, and I was just going to bring them out here, when little Susie made a prayer of her own. ' ' What did she say?' 'O God, you have taken away my poor mamma, and I haven't any mamma to pray for me any more. Won't you please make me good, just as my mamma was?' " She has lived a consistent Christian life for these six- teen years. As a little child God used her, and I want to 3-sk the fathers and mothers here if you believe your 554 MOODY S SERMONS. children can come thus early into the ark. I believe that the enemy has taken advantage of us. I haven't any sympathy with the idea that our children have got to grow up before they are converted. Once I saw a lady with three daughters at her side, and I stepped up to the mother and asked her if she was a Christian. " Yes, sir." Then I asked the oldest daughter if she was a Christian. Her chin began to quiver, and the tears came into her eyes, and she said, "I wish I was." .And the mother looked very angrily at me and said, "I don't want you to speak to my children on that subject. They don't understand." And in great rage she took them all away from me. One daughter was fourteen years old, one twelve, and the other ten, but they weren't old enough to be talked to about religion. Let them drift into the world and plunge into worldly amusements, and then see how hard it is to reach them. Many a mother is mourn- ing to-day because her boy has gone beyond her reach and will not allow her to pray with him. She may pray for him, but he will not let her pray or talk with him. In those days, when his mind was tender and young, she might have led him to Christ. Bring them in. " Suffer the little children to come unto Me." Is there a prayer- less father to-day? May God let the arrow go down into your soul! Make up your mind, God helping you, you are going to get the children in. I heard of a man once who had a boy that had been sick some time, and he came home one day and found his wife weeping. She said, " I cannot help but believe that this is going to prove fatal." And the man started and said, " If you think so, I wish you would tell him." But the mother could not tell her boy. The father went OBEDIENCE TO GODS COMMANDS. 555 to the sick-room and he saw that death was feeling for the cords of life, and he said, "My son, do you know you are not going to live?" And the little fellow looked up and said, " No. Is this death I feel stealing over me? Will I die to-day?" ' ' Yes, my son, you cannot live the day out." And the little fellow smiled and said, " Well, father, I shall be with Jesus to-night, shan't I?" " Yes, you will spend the night with the Lord," and the father broke down and wept. The little fellow saw the tears and said, "Don't you weep for me. I will go to Jesus and tell Him that ever since I can remember you have prayed for me." I have three children, and if God should take them from me I would rather have them take such a message home to Him than to have the wealth of the whole world. O, I would to God I could say something to stir you fathers and mothers to get your children into the ark. NO ROOM FOR CHRIST." " And they laid Him in the manger, because there was no room for them in the inn." I want to show, if I can, that the human heart is very much like that inn at Bethlehem; no room for Christ. For four thousand years every true son of God, from the time that Adam fell, away back there in Eden, down to the time that Christ made His appearance in Beth- lehem, had been looking forward to Hij coming, and the mothers in Israel had been praying that they might be the mother of that child, and yet when He arrives the first thing we hear is that there is no room for Him. It may be that some of you are saying, " If they had known who He was, there had been plenty of room, there would have been the booming of cannon, the ringing of bells, the playing of bands, and a shout go up from the true sons of God, at Bethlehem, and in Jerusalem," but I am not sure of that, because we read that when the wise men arrived to declare that He was He that was born king of the Jews, not only Herod, but all Jerusalem was troubled at the fact that He had come. When the prince of Wales came to this country, I was a young man in Chicago, and I remember that the city 556 The Fligth Into Egypt. ' Matthew, ii. 13-15. "NO ROOM FOR CHRIST. 559 went wild with excitement. It was thought that there was nothing good enough in that western city for him. The hospitality of the city was given to him, and he could have the very best there was in every city; not only the east, but the south and west extended invita- tions for him to come and visit them. The papers were discussing what he came for. I remember one said that he came to look into the republican form of government, another that he came for his health, another that he came to kill a few buffaloes. I don't remember that he told us what his visit was for. I don't know that the country was any wiser or better for his coming; but one thing I do know, that when the Prince of Heaven came down, He did not come on any secret mission, but told us what He came for; to seek that which was lost, to bind up the broken-hearted, and comfort those who mourn; He came from heaven to earth bringing a glo- rious gospel with tidings to a lost world, and when He came, there was not room for Him in the inn; no one wanted Him. You may, perhaps, say that if He came to-night it would be different, but I am not sure of that. I remem- ber after He went back to Nazareth, after His fame had spread throughout the country, and they were anxious to find out if He was going to perform any miracles, on the first Lord's day He went into the synagogue where they were reading the prophecy found in the sixty-first chap- ter of Isaiah, and they offered Him the book that He might read to the people, every eye was on Him; un- doubtedly there was great excitement in the audience, and He read that grand prophecy, "The spirit of the Lord is upon me, because the Lord hath anointed me to 560 Moody's sermons. preach good tidings unto the meek; He hath sent me to bind up the broken-hearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives and the opening of the prison to them that are bound." You know He had come to lift that town higher than any other town on earth, to be the most famous town in the history, but they never allowed Him to preach the sermon; He would have probably given them as grand a sermon as the sermon on the mount, but they drove Him out of the synagogue, and took Him to the brow of the hill and would have hurled Him into perdition. That is the human heart; because He didn't preach to suit them, they wouldn't have Him. I have often tried to picture that scene, as He stood outside of the walls of that little town of Galilee, rejected by His own kindred; what must have been the loneliness that came over Him as He stood there? Then He went to Capernaum, where He healed many people of diseases, gave sight to the blind, caused lepers to leap for joy, and went on performing miracles; but it was not long before they began to hoot at Him, before the crowds began to scatter, and then He went from Capernaum to Jerusalem, and it was not long before they were hooting at him there. It was nothing but persecu- tion day after day. In that city of Jerusalem, which He loved better than any on earth, because there was his Father's house, and there in the temple He taught the pure doctrine till we find there was a storm soon to rise in that city against Him that would sweep Him to Cal- vary, there wasn't room for Him; they didn't want Him. There is not a country to-day that wants Jesus Ghrist. This country is called a Christian country, but "NO ROOM FOR CHRIST." 561 do you think America has got room for Christ? Do you know of a state in the union that if it were put to popular vote, and you women had a chance to vote, that would have Him back to reign? I don't believe it. When it comes to a personal Christ, letting Him be Lord over you, your master, your king, then it is that people draw back, and although the gospel has been preached for nineteen hundred years, there is yet no room. Let a man get up in parliament, in England, and say, " Thus saith the Lord, "and they would hoot him out; or let him get up in the chamber of deputies in France and say the same, and what a scene there would be! Go into Germany, and it would be the same. It is a solemn statement, but it is nevertheless true. You doubt the statement, many of you; I will come a little nearer home, right into your own churches, and I will tell you that there are a good many churches that don't want Him. I hate to make this statement, but it is true. They want a fashionable man, an orator, and the result is that many of our churches are whitedsepulchers, having no spiritual power; no room for Christ. We read in one place that He looked toward heaven, and sighed. I can imagine Him looking into the world on high where He was honored, where all loved Him, and just longing for the smile of that loving Father. Around Him was sickness, pestilence, disease and death. He came to heal the sick, give life to the dead, raise those who were fallen, and they didn't want His pity and His help. I have often thought that I would like to have met Him in Jerusalem when He was on earth, but I sup- pose that if I had lived in that city, my home would have been closed against Him. Jesus, before whom the morn- 562 Moody's sermons. ing stars sang together, who had power given Him in heaven and earth, came down into this dark earth, and although He was rich, the only cradle He had was a borrowed one, His grave was a borrowed one, and the only time He ever rode, it was on a borrowed beast. And He became poor that He might get into sympathy with people like you and me; and yet when He got through with His ministry, there were not more than five hundred that were really loyal to Him, after all His years of preaching and ministry. No wonder that He looked to- ward heaven and sighed. Did you ever have the feeling that no one cared for you, and that the world didn't want you, and you felt like putting an end to your life? The Son of God had many such hours down here, hours that His disciples could not enter into, and it must have crushed the very life out of Him at times. It has always been a mystery to me that a woman can turn against the Son of God, for there is not a country to- day where Christ is not preached but woman is either a slave or a toy. In India, where Buddha taught, in China, where Confucius taught. I said when I was in Jerusalem that if I had my choice in a Mohammedan country, of being born a woman or a donkey, I would be a donkey, for it is treated better than a woman. See what Christ has done for woman in Christian lands, and yet women sit down and talk against Christ. I want to say in passing that it is not recorded that the daughters of Jerusalem lifted up their voices against the Son of God, and some of those women were loyal to Him, but I am sorry to say I fear they were very few, but in the storm that was gathering around Him, and which grew blacker and blacker, there is a star that comes out in the darkness, "NO ROOM FOR CHRIST." 563 that shines like a diamond, and that star rose over the Mount of Olives that slept over that little town of Bethany. We learn that there was a woman by the name of Martha that received Him into her home. When a universal hiss was going up against Him, there was a little family there in Bethany, which had the moral courage to make room for Him in their home. There was a dark cloud hanging over them then, but Martha and Mary did not know it. I can imagine that Martha went to Jerusalem, and seeing the great crowd in the temple asked what it was, and they told her it was the prophet of Galilee. She couldn't get near, but she prob- ably stood on the edge of t:he crowd, and listened to Christ. Perhaps He preached from the text, " Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." "O," says Martha, "that is what I want; I have been longing for rest for weeks and months, rest to my soul; I never heard any one speak of giving rest be- fore," and, although her heart was rilled with bitterness and prejudice before, as she stood there and heard those beautiful words, she thought, ' ' I would like to hear Him again; I wonder if He wouldn't come to my home." Then the thought came, if He did, many of my fashion- able acquintances in Jerusalem would cut my acquaint- ance. Bear in mind, it must have cost Martha a good deal to receive Jesus into her home. He was very un- popular. But Martha asks Him to go and be her guest; and I will say that if you want Jesus to go to your home, and help you train those children for eternity, He will come there. It may be that Mary and Lazarus were both opposed to Christ when she asked Him into her home, but He 564 Moody's sermons. hadn't been there a great while before they both were taken captive, and we find Christ hereafter going often to Bethany, where there was always a welcome for Him, where Mary sat at His feet and Martha was glad to serve. Tell me that they were not pleasant hours, filled with joy and gladness for those two sisters! And I can im- agine one day when Lazarus comes in with his hand on his head; he has a headache, feels feverish. It may be only a few months before that the father and mother had died with some fever, and now Lazarus is coming down with the same disease. They perhaps send over to Jeru- salem to the leading physician there; everything is done that can be done to break up the fever, but he grows worse, until at last the fatal hour comes. Some of you know what it is to have the doctor come out from the sick-room and tell you there is no hope, and the loved one must go, that all that you can do cannot keep. that loved one. Now, that storm was going to burst upon that home, and I want to say to every woman in this audience that the hour is coming when you will surely need Christ. Christ would never have left heaven to come down into this world, if this world hadn't needed Him. Martha and Mary feel their need of Christ, and send a servant for Him; Christ could heal their diseased, suffer- ing brother. But the brother grows worse rapidly, and it is not long before he is dead. They keep him as long as they could, but they couldn't keep him long in that hot country, and the hour came when they had to take their last look upon his face and follow him to the little ceme- tery, and it was all over, arid they came back to their dark home again. Some of you, mothers, sisters, wives, know what I am talking about. "NO ROOM FOR CHRIST." 565 Three days have gone, and the messenger sent for Christ has not returned, but the fourth day, along toward four o'clock in the afternoon, a messenger comes running into the house and tells Martha, who may have been pre- paring the evening meal, that Jesus was just outside the walls. She doesn't wait for anything, but runs out to meet Him and falls at His feet, and says, "Lord, hadst Thou been here my brother had not died." Jesus says, " But thy brother shall rise again." " I know that he will rise at the resurrection of the just, but he was such a good brother." "I am the resurrection and the life, he that believeth on Me, though he were dead, yet shall he live." Martha was the first one to hear those words. Then He says, "Where is Mary?" And then she ran back into the house and said, " Come, Mary, the Master is here, and calleth for you. " The moment Mary heard, she rose and left those friends who didn't believe in Him, and ran out to meet Christ. And it is evident that these sisters had talked it all over, for Mary said the same words that Martha had said. ' ' Yes, but thy brother shall rise again." " I know he shall rise at the resur- rection of the just." " I am the resurrection and the life." He said, " Where have you laid him?" and Jesus wept. I want a Christ that can go to the grave with me and weep when I weep. I want one that can warm this heart of mine in the time of trouble, and I am so thankful that He wept. Then He told the disciples to take away the stone; the sisters couldn't bear that their brother who had been so beautiful should be looked upon again, and they said, " But by this time he stinketh, Lord, for he hath been dead four days." But Jesus said to them, " Said I not to thee that if thou wouldst believe, thou shouldst 566 MOODY'S SERMONS. see the glory of God?" and He called him by name, ''Lazarus, come forth!" and he came forth. What a scene that was! I want to ask this question: Did Martha make a mistake in receiving Christ into her home? Did Mar}' make a mistake in taking her place at His feet, and learning of Him? I want to say to you women here that the time is coming when you and I will need Him. My friends, make room in your hearts for him. When He went up on high, He told us that He went up there to make room for us. Let us make room for Him down here. We cannot take Him in as Martha and Mary did, but we can take Him into our hearts. In these days, when many are talking so bitterly against Christ, won't you take your stand for Him? I believe He stands knocking at the door of your hearts to-day. Just make up your minds to make room for Him, and say, "I will." Christ in the; Synagogue. Matthew, xiii, 54. HOW TO BE SAVED. I wonder how many of these people here this after- noon would like to be saved? I am not going to ask those who would rise. I do not know whether any one would have courage enough to rise, and by that act say, " I would like to be saved." Perhaps you say to your- selves, " If that man will just tell me the way how I can be saved this afternoon, I will be saved." I believe one reason why so few are saved is because they do not come out to the meetings expecting to be saved. They do not come for that purpose. There was a lady came to our meeting in Philadelphia— to the noon meeting at eleven o'clock; she came early so as to get a good seat. After the meeting was over we had another meeting for women, and she stayed at that. In the afternoon we had another meeting, and she stayed at that. She had made up her mind not to leave the meetings until she had found Christ. She did not find Him at that meet- ing, but she might have found Him. He was offered freely to every one, at all of them. So she stayed at the afternoon meeting, and still no light came. She stayed at the evening meeting and went into the inquiry-meet- ing afterward. Between eleven and twelve o'clock she took me by the hand and said, " I will trust Him." And 569 57° MOODY S SERMONS. she rejoiced in the Saviors love. I met her afterward. There was not a face shone more than hers did. There was a woman who came determined to find Him. When we search for God with all our hearts, we are sure to find Him. I am not going to preach so much of a sermon to-day, as I am going to try to tell you the way of life. I had a long talk with a man yesterday who, I really believe, was honestly seeking the kingdom of God; but the trouble was, he was determined to try to seek Him in his own way, and trying to work the thing out himself, in- stead of just trusting to Jesus for it. I hope he is here to-night, and that the Lord may bless this little talk to his soul, and that he may to-night sleep safely in the arms of Jesus Christ. It is supremely important to every soul here this day to trust in Christ and be saved. I am going to take up a few scriptural illustrations. The first is the ark. When I was in Manchester, in one of the inquiry-meetings, I went up into the gallery to talk with a few men who were standing together, and who were inquirers of the way of life. And while they were standing in a little group around me, there came up another man and got on the outside of the audience, and I thought by the expression of his face that he was skep- tical. I did not think he had come to find Christ. But as I went on talking, I noticed the tears trickling down his cheeks. I said, "My friend, are you anxious about your soul's salvation?" He said, "Yes, very." I asked him what was the trouble, and I kept on talking to that one man, thinking that if he could understand me per- haps the others would. He said he wanted to feel all right about it. I explained to him by means of an illus- HOW TO BE SAVED. 571 tration, and asked him, ''Do you see?" He said, "No." I used another, and asked him, " Do you see it yet?" and he said, " No," again. I gave still another, and still he said he did not see. I then said, (i Was it Noah's feel- ing that saved him, or was it his ark? Was what saved Noah his righteousness? Was it his life, was it his prayers, was it his tears, was it his feelings, or was it the ark?" He came immediately and grasped me by the hand, and said, "I see it now; it is all right now; I've got to go away on the next train, and I'm in a hurry, but you have made it plain to me; good-by." And he went off. I thought it was so sudden that he could not have understood it. But the next Sunday afternoon he came and tapped me on the shoulder and smiled, and asked me if I remembered him. I said no, that I remembered his face, but could not tell who he was or where I had seen him before. He said, ' ' Do you remember a man that came up into the inquiry-room the other day, and you explained to him how it was Noah's ark that saved him? I did not see any illustration until you used that one, and then I saw it all." I asked him how he was, and he said he had been all right ever since, and that the ark had saved him. I afterward learned that he was one of the best business men of Man- chester. His feelings did not save him. The ark saved him. I want to prove to you that salvation is instantaneous. It is just as sudden as a man walking through a doorway. One minute he is on this side, the next he is on that side. There was one minute when Noah was exposed to the wrath that was to come over the whole world; but when he went through the doorway of the ark, that moment he 57 2 MOODY S SERMONS. was safe. There are many who are trying to make an ark for themselves out of their feelings, out of their own good deeds. But God has provided an ark. If Noah had had to build himself an ark when the flood came, he would have been lost like the rest. A good many of those men who perished when that flood came tried to make arks for themselves, but they all perished helplessly. They tried to make boats and rafts, and tried every way they could to save themselves, but they perished because they were not in the ark that God had appointed. So to-day, every man and every woman must perish that is not in the ark which God has appointed for their salva- tion. A knowledge about the ark is not going to help you. A great many persons flatter themselves they are going to be saved because they know a great deal about Jesus Christ. But your knowledge of Him will not save you. Noah's carpenters probably knew as much about the ark as Noah did, and perhaps more. They knew that the ark was strong. They knew it was built to stand the deluge. They knew it was made to float upon the waters. They had helped to build it. But they were just as helpless when the flood came as men who lived thousands of miles away. Men who lived right in sight of the ark, that knew all about it, perished like the rest, because they were not in the ark. I know some- thing about the different lines of steamers, and I have crossed the Atlantic. Here is another man that has never heard there was such a line of steamers. We both want to go to Europe. My knowledge of a line of steamers does not help me a bit if I do not take the means to go there. You may hear about Christ, but if you do not believe in Christ you cannot be saved. Your HOW TO GET SAVED. 573 knowledge is not going to help you to your salvation. What you want to do is just to make Christ your ark, and then to step into that ark and be saved. I can imagine you saying, " I do not see how a person can be saved all at once." So many persons think they have to work themselves out gradually, that they have to do a little here, a little there, and after they have toiled and worked, and have considered the matter prayerfully for some time, they will be more acceptable. The Israel- ites were told to sprinkle blood upon the door-posts, that the angel might not enter the houses where the blood was to be seen. There was one moment when they had not sprinkled the blood on their door-posts, and when they were exposed to the blight of the destroying angel; and there was another moment when the blood had been sprinkled there, and they were safe. There is a legend told about this which illustrates it very well. It is about a little girl who was the first-born, and consequently who would have been a victim on that night if the protecting blood were not sprinkled on the door-posts of her father's house. The order was that the first-born was to be struck by death all through Egypt. This little girl was sick, and she knew that death would take her, and she might be a victim of the order. She asked her father if the blood was sprinkled on the door-posts. He said it was, that he had ordered it to be done. She asked him if he had seen it there. He said no, but he had no doubt that it was done. He had seen the lamb killed, and had told a servant to attend to it. But she was not satisfied, and asked her father to go and see, and urged hirn to take her in his arms and carry her to the door to see. They found that 574 Moody's sermons. the servant had neglected to put the blood upon the posts. There the child was exposed until they found the blood and put it upon the door-posts, and when she saw it she was satisfied. That was all the assurance that she needed. So a great many are saying, " Do you feel this and that? Do you feel, do you feel, do you feel?" God does not tell you to feel. He tells you to believe. He says, "When I see the blood, I will pass over," and if you are sheltered behind the blood, you are perfectly safe and secure. Suppose I say to a man, " Do you feel that you own this piece of land?" He looks at me a moment and thinks I must be crazy. He says, " Feel? Why feeling has nothing to do with it. I look at the title. That is all I want." So you see, all you have to do is with the title. A great many are all the time saying, "Do you feel that you are safe?" But to all God says, " He that believeth in the Lord hath everlasting life.' Not " will have," it is the present tense, hath it to-day, hath it this very hour. If the devil can make you believe you will be saved some time, and keep you from believing now and receiving now, that is all he wants. He knows that to-morrow will never come, and he puts it off from day to day, from month to month, and from year to year. My friends, Jesus Christ will never be more willing to save you than He is to-night, and the longer you put it off, the longer you wait, the further you are going from Him. Every day you put it off you are going back from God, and are making it harder for you to be saved. My next illustration is the serpent upon the pole. You sang a song to-night about it, "It is life just to look at the Crucified One. " It is not to work that we are told. It is just to look. How simple! You know a fiery ser- HOW TO BE SAVED. . 575 pent had gone through Israel and bitten many people, and they died. And the Israelites went to Moses and said, "Entreat the Lord to take away this serpent.'' They did not ask for a remedy; they did not ask for the bitten ones to be allowed to recover. They could hear the groans of the dying all around. But God more than granted their prayers. God always gives us more than we ask for. He not only took away the serpent, but He said to Moses, "Make a brass serpent and put it on a pole and lift it on high, so that all who are bitten shall look and live. And it shall come to pass that when they look, they shall not die, but live." How simple! A little child can look. It is so simple that the learned and the unlearned can look. You do not have to go to college to learn how to look. You do not have to pass through a university to learn how to look. That little child there is not more than three or four years old, but it under- stands how to look. If a mother wants her little child to look, she simply says, " Look, my child," and that is enough. So all that the bitten Israelites had to do was to look and live; and the very moment they looked, they were saved instantaneously. It was as sudden as a flash of lightning. So many people say, " I do not understand how it is so many people can be saved all at once." Well, that is Jesus' way, and that is all there is about it. "God's thoughts are not our thoughts, and God's ways are not our ways." If we had been going to save the world, we would have gone about it in a different way from God's way, I have no doubt. If we had been going to save the bitten Israelites, the last way we would prob- ably have thought of would have been to make a brass serpent and put it upon a pole. But God works as_ He 576 Moody's sermons. pleases, and we must learn that His ways are His own and must prevail; and we must listen to Him, and if He says we will be saved at once, and that salvation is in- stantaneous, all we have to do is to submit and believe. Instead of looking at yourself, at your own sin, instead of looking at your past life, what you should do is just to take your eyes off of yourself and look at Christ. Now, come back again to another Bible illustration. You know when the children of Israel came from the land of slavery and had the visitation of the fiery serpents, and after Moses had been commanded to raise the brazen serpent, he went to Pisgah and died, and Joshua led them into the Promised Land. Joshua then received a command from God that he should erect six cities, three on each side of the Jordan, which were to be cities of refuge. These places were to be put far enough apart so as to cover the whole land, that any man, no matter where he might be when he should have occasion to seek them, could easily gain access to one of them. The gates of these cities were to be kept open day and night, and the chief men of each city — the magistrates — were to keep the ways to these places free of all obstacles and stumbling-blocks, so that no one should be hindered in getting within the walls. And not only should the roads be kept smooth and well in repair, but- all the bridges leading over streams and rivers should be kept up and in good condition, and signposts were also to be placed at intervals along the road, showing the fugitive that he was on the right way, to keep him from straying. And to provide for the contingency of the man who was fleeing not being able to read, there was a red finger put on the HOW TO BE SAVED. 577 posts, which pointed the way. Thus a man, even if he could read, was not compelled to stop and thus lose time; he saw the sign and sped on. The cfti-es were also placed on hills, that every one could see them. The cities were erected for this purpose. It was considered a great dis- honor among the Israelites if, when a man was killed, the nearest relation of him did not at once arm himself, seek out the slayer and kill him. Thus a man had no hope, if he had accidentally killed one, of saving his own life from the avenging hand of the brother or other rela- tive, but to get within the walls of the nearest city of refuge; for it was the law that the moment he escaped that far, the relation of the slain man could not touch him. Now for my illustration: Suppose I had killed a man unwittingly; that he and I had been out chopping in the woods, and suppose my ax had slipped out of my hand and had crushed in the skull of my companion. My only hope would be to get to one of these cities; my only hope was to escape for my life. I should have had no time to loiter, no time to hesitate or argue, no time to consider. I should have to start at once. The brother of my companion who^ had been killed, though thus purely through accident, was near, and he was so in- censed, or perhaps had some old score to pay off, that I should have no chance to stay and plead with him. He had made up his mind to kill me, and there was nothing left for me to do but fly. I know the young man's hot temper, and I see him on my track. I therefore spring out of the bush into the road, and it now becomes a life and death struggle. I see the city before me. Along the road I speed to the full extent of my strength. Down the hill I go as fast as I can; up the ravine I make my 578 Moody's sermons. way; men see me coming; they do not check me, or throw any obstacles in my path; they get out of my way, and as I pass they wish me " God-speed," and warn me that the avenger is not far behind. Now I am in full view of the city; the gates are wide open; I know I shall not have to stop and knock when I get up to them. When I get closer, I see the citizens are on the walls. The information has reached them that a poor refugee is coming. Some of them have had to flee themselves, and they sympathize with me. They thus await me; but they see I am hard pressed. I am almost on the point of giving out. But I say to myself, "Courage! Another effort and I shall reach the gates and be safe." O, if I can only reach the city? Ah, my friends, just look at the city; don't let anything take your attention away. Look! look! see what I have to do. If I stop, loiter, or linger, I am lost. The avenger will soon be on me. 1 can almost hear him breathing behind me. I know his sword is ready to hew me down. I get nearer to the walls now. I see the people plainly; they beckon on with their hands. I strain every nerve. "Hurry, hurry, he is almost upon you! O, he will be killed." I bring every muscle into play. The people crowd around the gate to receive me. "Now, now," they cry. I make one more bound; I pass them; I am safe. That is in- stantaneous, isn't it? One minute I am under the avenging sword ready to fall upon my head; the next minute I am perfectly secure. The avenger cannot enter. The officers see to that; they will not let him come in with his sword. Can you, my friends, have a better illustration of this life? Don't you know that death is on your track now, and is ready to have you a victim? HOW TO BE SAVED. 579 Don't you know that he may be only a few years, a few months, a few weeks, a few days, or even a few moments only, from you? Even this very afternoon he may catch up to you. You may think him miles and miles behind you, years and years away, but just as surely as you live, here he is only a little way behind you now — a great deal nearer than you imagine. Haste, then, to a place of refuge. If you are outside the city, you perish; if you come within the walls of salvation, you live secure. God has a city of refuge for you. He shows you by every unmistakable sign where it is, and He gives you warning that if you do not reach its walls you die. Come, then. If you neglect these mercies how do you expect to save your life? How can you loiter and linger when death is bearing down upon you? A little while, and you will be lost; but if you make for the salvation offered to you, you will be safe in Christ, and you can look back and challenge death to his face. You can say in triumph, "Death, where is thy sting? Grave, where is thy victory. " SOWING AND REAPING. You will find my text this evening in the sixth chapter of Galatians, seventh, eighth, and ninth verses: "Be not deceived; God is not mocked; for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption, but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlast- ing. And let us not be weary in well doing, for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not." You who were here last Wednesday night remember that we had for our text, "Their rock is not as our rock, even our enemies themselves being judges," and then we tried to find a text which every one would admit was true. I think that we have one to-night that no infidel, no skeptic or deist can attack. There are some passages which we do not have to prove by the word of God, but merely by our own experience. Your own lives will prove many passages in Scripture. You can take up the daily papers and see them fulfilled under your own eyes. This is one of them. Perhaps there has not been a text of Scripture run out in this tabernacle as this one has. Night after night we have said something about it; night after night Mr. Sankey has sung out, "Whatsoever a man soweth 580 The Disciples Plucking Corn on the Sabbath. Mark, ii, 23-28. SOWING AND REAPING. 583 that shall he also reap." My friends, we cannot quote it too often. We want to quote it, and preach it till it gets down to the hearts of the people. Now, it is very natural to be deceived. I suppose there is not a man or woman here but who has been deceived by his or her most intimate friends. You have been deceived by your own friends, and you have been deceived by your ene- mies, and how many could rise up here and say they have not been deceived by themselves? How many of us have found our own heart more treacherous than any- thing else? How many of us have not found the truth of that passage, "The heart of man is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked"? We can be deceit- ful to each other, to our friends and to ourselves, but bear in mind we cannot deceive God. How often does man find that Satan has deceived him? But has he ever found God deceiving him? I have never found a man who has said that he has been, or that he has heard of anybody whom God has deceived. How many times has a man said he has been deceived by his fellows, by his own treacherous heart? And our experience in thii direc- tion only shows that we cannot rely upon man, upon ourselves, but only upon God. Now, it is a law of nature that if a man sows he will reap what he sows. If a man sows watermelons, he don't look for cauliflowers; if a man sows potatoes, he don't look for cabbages; if he sows onions, he don't look for corn. If he plants potatoes, he expects potatoes; if he sows corn, he looks for corn; or wheat, he expects to reap wheat. So, in the natural world, a man expects to reap what he sows. If a man learns a carpenter's or a builder's trade, he expects to put up buildings for a living. 584 Moody's sermons. If a man toils and studies hard for a profession, if he is a lawyer, he expects to practice law. He don't expect to have to preach the gospel for a living. He has been sowing for years, and he expects to reap. As a man sows, so he expects to reap. This is the law in the natural world, and so it is with the spiritual. "Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted." " Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the children of God." " Blessed are they which hunger and thirst for righteousness' sake." Why? Because they shall get rich? No; "for they shall be filled." Now, you will see that a certain result is the product of certain conditions. This is the law which you will find carried out all through the world, in natural and spiritual things. If a man is a thief, you expect to see him come to an ignominious end. If a man is drunken and dissipated, we look, as a natural consequence of his dissipation, to see him go to ruin. Yet men themselves don't see this; their eyes are closed to their folly. A friend who was coming down with me to-night said, " When I lookback, I see that I started wrong when I came here. It seems as if I must have been blind. I did not see this till within the last two or three weeks. " My friends, that's what Satan does with a man. He just blinds him, and when he has got a man blinded, he does anything he wants with him. It is very hard to make men under- stand this simple truth, that they will have to reap what they sow, especially young men from seventeen to twenty- one. That, you know, is the ugly age. There is more trouble with them then than at any other stage. I re- member when I was at that age. I knew a good deal more than my mother or any of my friends. You take a SOWING AND REAPING. 585 young man at that age, and you'll find he knows a great deal more than his father, his grandfather, or even his great-grandfather, all put together. "He is wise in his own conceit." It is during that ugly age that characters are forming for good or evil; and bear in mind, you young men, that "Whatsoever a man soweth that shall he also reap." If a man sows tares, he has got to reap them. It may not be to-morrow, or next week, or next year, but the time of reaping will assuredly come, and when the reaping-time comes you will moan bitterly; then you will like to change places with those Christians whom you now despise. When the reaping-time comes you would give a good deal if you could exchange places with the humblest-looking Christian. I suppose that Cain would give a good deal to exchange places with Abel to-night. Do you think Pilate would not like to change places with Elijah, with Obadiah, or Peter, to- night? Don't you think the Emperor Nero would like to exchange places now with Paul? Paul is reaping what he sowed, and so is Nero. All through Scripture you can see proof of this text. Don't you think that the rich man at whose door the beggar Lazarus lay would like to exchange places with that poor Christian now? Bear in mind that you may look upon Christians with contempt, but the time is coming when you will give anything to exchange places with the meanest Christian that walks the streets. I used to believe twenty years ago in this text, but I believe it more now than ever I did. The longer I live, the more I become convinced of its awful truth. You know I used to live in Chicago, and I used to go from house to house among the poor, and in going among the 586 Moody's sermons. poor I gained no little experience of the rich people. In visiting the poor I became acquainted with a good many rich families, and there is scarcely a week passes now but I hear of rich families who have gone down to ruin. Just this afternoon I heard of a family who, twenty years ago, occupied a position among the best. They had a beauti- ful daughter, who could have adorned any station, and a lovely home, and I heard to-day that they had gone down to ruin. They looked upon Christianity with scorn and contempt. The father brought the children up to treat all religion with contempt, and his sons have gone down to their graves drunkards, and his daughter has died of a broken heart. Yes, a man who sows tares must reap them, and sometimes the harvest is a whirlwind. Now, just let us divide that text up; not that I want to preach under different heads, but just for the sake of greater clearness. When a man sows he expects to reap. This truth must be admitted first. A farmer that planted grain and never reaped his fields, you would say had gone clear mad. No man sows that doesn't expect to reap. That is just what he does expect to do. The next point: A man always expects to reap more than he sowed. If he sows a handful of grain, he expects to get from that handful a bushel, and if he sows a bushel he expects a harvest of five hundred bushels. And just so it is in spiritual matters. If a man scatters handfuls of tares in spiritual things, his spiritual harvest will be bushels of tares, and not wheat. Whatever he sows he shall reap; just that and nothing more, and if he sows the wind he must reap the whirlwind. A man must expect a harvest of just the kind that his seed is; and this great law is even more true of spiritual growth than of natural growth. If SOWING AND REAPING. 587 a man is bad and corrupt in his thoughts, you can tell precisely what his deeds will be. If a man is profane and blasphemous, look to his chil- dren to be the same; if a father is a lying man, his chil- dren will grow up to deceive him just as he deceived others. A bad boy is too often the living penalty of the sins of his parents; they have sown and watered, and now he is reaping the punishment. Another point, if a man sows, he must reap the fruit, no matter how ignorant he may claim to be, or really be, of the nature of the seed. A plea of ignorance won't do. You sow tares and think it wheat, but nothing but tares will spring up. You may call it wheat, or rye, or grain, or whatever name you please, but you get nothing but weeds and tares. You must look to what kind of seed you are sowing, for neither ignorance nor any other ex- cuse can make tares bring forth wheat. And now, see how true that is, in regard not only to individuals but nations. Nations are only collections of individuals, and what is true of the part in regard to character is always true of the whole. In this country our forefathers planted slavery in the face of an open Bible, and didn't we have to reap? When the harvest came, nearly half a million of your young men were buried, many of them in nameless graves. Didn't God make this nation weep in the hour of gathering the harvest, when we had to give up our young men, both north and south, to death; and every household almost had an empty chair, and blood, blood, blood, flowed like water for four long years? Ah, our nation sowed, and how in tears and groans she had to reap! Then look at that king in Egypt. He made a decree 588 Moody's sermons. that all the male infants should be put to death, and to death they were put, with all the horrors that hatred and jealousy could invent. It was terrible. Well, now, I suppose some people think it strange that God didn't punish Egypt with swift destruction. But look, the pun- ishment only tarried. The mill grinds slow, but it grinds exceedingly small; in eighty years cast your eye on that miserable land. God's vengeance at length came down, and ruin along with it. In every house in Egypt the first born was slain, from the palace to the lowest hovel. There still lived a God, and this immutable law of His had still to be executed; they had to reap just what they had sown. Then, sometimes the mill is not so slow. Sometimes the punishment comes rapidly, like lightning. No sooner did the voice ascend that Cain had killed his brother, than God came down and put a mark upon his forehead. Scarcely had Judas betrayed his Master than he came back with his thirty pieces of silver, and, torn with remorse, threw them down before the priests, and went out and hung himself. You will find that very often judgment and destruction come very sudden, come like a flash from the throne of God. I remember, in the north of England, a prominent citizen told me a sad case that happened there in the town of Newcastle-on-Tyne. It was about a young boy. He was very young, and he said he was too young to go to a Sunday-school. He was an only child. The father and mother thought everything of him, and did all they could for him. But he fell into bad ways; he took up with evil characters and finally got to running with thieves. He didn't let his parents know about it. One night they got him to break into a saloon, what the people there call a public SOWING AND REAPING. 589 house. They stood outside while he entered the house and broke into the till. He was caught, and in one short week he was tried, convicted, and sent for ten years to Van Dieman's Land. His term of servitude expired, and he returned to his native land. He came to the town where his mother and father used to live, and soon stood at the door of his old home. He had been gone ten years, and what a change he found there! My friends, ten years seem a short time, but look back over the period of ten years in your lives, and see how many changes have taken place. He went to his old home and knocked, but a stranger came to the door and stared him in the face. " No, there's no such person lives here, and where your parents are I don't know," was the only wel- come he received. Then he turned through the gate, and went down the street, asking even the children that he met about his folks, where they were living, and if they were well. But everybody looked blank. Ten years had rolled by, and though that seemed perhaps a short time, how many changes had taken place! There where he was born and brought up, he was now an alien, and unknown even in his old haunts. But at last he found a couple of townsmen that remembered his father and mother, and they told him the old house had been de- serted long years ago; that he had been gone but a few months before his father w r as confined to his house, and very soon died broken-hearted; and that his mother had gone out of her mind. He went to the mad-house where his mother was, and went up to her and said, " Mother, mother, don't you know me? I am your son!" But she raved, and slapped him on the face, and shrieked, " You are not my boy!" and then raved again and tore her hair. 590 MOODY S SERMONS. He left the asylum more dead than alive, so completely broken-hearted that he died in a few months. Yes, the fruit was long growing, but at last it ripened to the har- vest like a whirlwind, and vengeance made quick work of it. The death harvest was reaped. But bear in mind what I have said to-night, and be not doubters, even if the harvest is slow. Let me read you the passage, "Because sentence against their evil deeds is not executed speedily, therefore the hearts of the sons of men are fully set in to do them evil. Though a sinner do evil a hundred times, and his days be pro- longed, yet surely I know that it shall be well with them that fear God, which fear before Him, but it shall not be well with the wicked, neither shall He prolong His days, which are a shadow, because he feareth not before God." My friends, if you sow in the flesh you will reap disap- pointment; you will reap gloom, despair and remorse; the harvest will be death and hell; that will be the end; but if you sow of the Spirit, you will reap peace, joy, happiness, life everlasting; for God has said it. There are a great many things in this world that we are not- sure of; we are sure of nothing, I may say. I am not sure that I will finish this sermon; I am not sure that I may go home to-night; we cannot say, positively, that the sun will rise to-morrow morning. Yes, my friends, there are a great many things that we are not sure of; but there is one thing that we are sure of, for God has said it. You can be sure that your sins will find you out. If we don't judge ourselves and confess our sins, they will find us out. " He that covereth his sins shall not pros- per;" that is God's decree. SOWING AND REAPING. 591 Now, I have been censured by many for advising two men who had committed crime to go back and confess their sin. One man the other day was cursing me for doing so. " A pretty kind of religion this is," he said; but, my friends, if a man has gone into a court and pub- licly perjured himself, he cannot serve God till he pub- licly confesses it. If he has sinned in public,' he must confess his sin in public. These men have gone back and written letters full of encouragement. One of them says, "Perhaps I will go to the penitentiary for three years, but what is that in comparison to the burden I would have carried had I not confessed?" Now, bear in mind that if you cover your sin, you shall not prosper; you may keep it secret, but it will eventually come out, Look at the sons of Jacob! Look at them when they took away their brother, and after they had delivered him into slavery; see them coming back. How much they must have suffered with their secret during those twenty years! What misery they must have endured as they looked during all those years at their old father sor- rowing for his son Joseph! They knew the boy had not been killed; they knew he was in slavery. For twenty years the sin was covered up, but at last it came back upon them. God had in the mean time been doing everything for Joseph; he had raised him nearly to the throne of Egypt. A famine struck the land of the father, and the old man sent his sons down to Egypt to get corn. God was at work. He was making these men bring their own sin home to themselves. Their conscience smote them, and they confessed in the presence of Joseph that their sin had found them out. Twenty years after it was committed, that sin was resurrected, and with it 592 MOODY S SERMONS. they were brought face to face. My friends, be sure at once that your sin will find you out. God has said it, and if He says a thing He means it. "He that covereth his sins shall not prosper." I can imagine some one say- ing to Absalom when he started out to fight his father, " You shouldn't do this; you are committing a sin, and it will find you out. I can see that young friend looking down upon that man with scorn and contempt. The idea of his sins ever finding him out, ever coming back upon him! He probably would have said, "That man's talking for effect, " like a good many say of me. You will hear some people say, "Well, now, any man who knows anything about education knows well enough that Moody is only preaching for effect." If a man tells me I am preaching for effect, I say, "Amen! Amen!" That's what I am trying to do; what does a man preach for if it is not for effect? I am trying to create an effect and so wake you up to your condition, and if you don't wake up, the reaping-time will come upon you, the whirlwind of troubles and sorrows will rush over your defenseless head, and then you will reap what you have sown in years gone by. But let me say that if you are willing to confess your sins — I don't care what the sin may be — God is willing and ready to take it away. As I have said, there has been a great deal of talk about my interfering with those prisoners lately. Some one has said in speaking about that man in Ohio, " Well, that is a queer kind of Chris- tianity, to send a man away back to the penitentiary to suffer!" Let me say here that that young man has said in his last letter, "I think I am happier than you are, Mr. Moody; God is helping me to bear the burden; God SOWING AND REAPING. 593 is answering my prayers." My friends, it was a great deal better for that man to confess his crime, than to try to hide it away. If a man commits a crime he should suffer the penalty. I must suffer the penalty if I break my arm in fighting. The man with whom I fought may forgive me for fighting with him, but I have to suffer all the same with my arm. A man got into a quarrel and got crippled, and some time ago he became converted, but although God has forgiven him his sin, he has to remain a cripple all his life. So a man must reap what he sows. I heard of an illustration that just helps me out here. Suppose I have a field, and I say to a man, "I want you to sow that field with wheat." The man has become very angry, all out of sorts with me, and when he sows that wheat, he puts in a lot oftares. When the wheat has come up, I see among it a great many tares. I say to him, " Did you sow these tares?" " Well," he says, " I will confess; yes, sir, I did it; I sowed these tares; I will confess it instead of covering it up; but, sir, I am very sorry;" and I forgive him. But when the wheat has to be harvested, I make the man reap the tares also. You know how David fell. No man rose so high and fell so far, I think. God took him from the sheepfold and put him upon a throne. He took him from obscurity and made him king of Israel and Judea; gave him lands in abundance, and would have given him more if he had wanted them. He was on the pinnacle of glory, and hon- ored among men. But one day, while looking out of a window, he saw a woman with whom he became enamored. He yielded to the temptation, and ordered her to be brought into the palace, and committed the terrible sin of adultery. After that, as is the case with 594 Moody's sermons. all men who commit a sin, he had to commit another to cover it up, so he laid plans to kill her husband, and ordered him to be put in a position in the ranks of his army so that he could be killed. Months rolled away, and one day Nathan came into the palace of the king. I can imagine that David was glad to see him. Nathan began to tell him about two men who dwelt in a certain city. The one was rich, the other poor; one had herds and flocks, and the other had only a little ewe lamb, and he went on to tell how this rich man seized this ewe lamb, all that the poor man had, and slew it. I can see the anger of David as it flashed from his eye when he heard the story, and he cried, " As the Lord liveth, the man that hath done this thing shall surely die." He turned to Nathan, and in tones of thunder demanded who the man was. "Thou art the man," was the reply of Nathan. David had convicted himself. " The man who did this thing shall die." Then the Lord said, "I will raise up evil against thee out of thine own house, because thou hast kept this thing secret." Soon after, the hand of death was put upon that house; not only did death enter his house; but it wasn't long before his eldest son committed adultery with his sister, and another com- mitted murder, murdered his own brothers, and went off into a foreign land an exile. Then he got up a rebellion and drove the king from the throne, and at last died and was buried like a dog, and they heaped stones upon his resting-place. " Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap." David committed adultery, so did his son; David committed murder, his son did the same. He was paid back in his own coin. He learned the truth of this passage, " Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also SOWING AND REAPING. 595 reap." Why, I hear things every day in this city that make my ears tingle. I heard of three cases within the last six hours where men who have gone to the altar and sworn before God to love, cherish, and protect the women who became their wives — who have become, some of them, mothers of children — and, because these men have seen other women they liked better, they have cast off these women whom they have sworn before God to love. Do you think there is a God in heaven? Do you think that God is not going to punish these men? They may go on in their career, punishment may not come for a little while, but the wheels of judgment are going on, and retribution will come. Some of these heart-broken wives say it is hard. Wait a little while. His eyes cover all the earth, and man cannot deceive Him. He has said, " Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap." High heaven has decreed it, and I beg of you, if you have committed this sin, go and cry to God for mercy. Go, confess it; don't try to cover it up. Let every sin be brought out; if you don't, your own conscience will turn against you by-and-by. When I was in London I went into a wax-work there — Mme. Tussaud's — and I went into the chamber of hor- rors. There were wax figures of all kinds of murderers in that room. There was Booth, who killed Lincoln, and many of that class; but there was one figure that I got interested in, who killed his wife because he loved another woman, and the law didn't find him out. He married this woman and had a family of seven children, and twenty years passed away. Then his conscience be- gan to trouble him. He had no rest; he could hear his murdered wife pleading continually for her life. His 596 Moody's sermons. friends began to think he was going out of his mind; he became haggard, and his conscience haunted him, till at last he went to the officers of the law and told them that he was guilty of murder. He wanted to die, life was so much of an agony to him. His conscience turned against him. My friends, if you have done wrong, may your conscience be woke up, and may you testify against your- self. It is a great deal better to judge our own acts and confess them, than go through the world with a curse upon you. And if you to-night will judge your own sin and confess it, He is faithful to forgive. He will forgive every sinner here if you but come to Him in faith, and will blot out all your iniquities. I was telling of a young man who spoke up in the asso- ciation one night. He got up at the close of the meeting and said, "Mr. Moody, may I say a few words?" Well, I thought I wouldn't, but then I thought perhaps he has a message from God, and I told him to speak. He went on and urged these young men to accept salvation. " If you have friends praying for you, if you have mothers praying for you, treat them kindly, for you will not al- ways have them with you." Then he went on to tell how he had once a father and a mother who loved him dearly, and who prayed continually for him. He was an only child. His father died, and after the burial his mother became more anxious than ever for his salvation. Some- times she would come to him and put her arms around his neck and say with kindness, " O my boy, I would be so happy if you would only be a Christian, and could pray with me." He would push her away. "No, mother; I'm not going to become a Christian yet; I am going to wait a little longer and see the world. " He would SOWING AND REAPING. 597 try to banish the subject from his mind altogether. Sometimes he would wake up at the midnight hour, and would hear the voice of that mother raised in supplica- tion for her boy, "O God, save my boy; have mercy upon him." At last, this is the way he put it, " It got too hot for him." He saw he had either to become a Christian or run away. And away he ran, and became a prodigal and a wanderer. He heard from her indirectly; he couldmot let his mother know where he was, because he knew she would have gone to the end of the world to find him. One day he got word that his mother was very sick. He began to think, " Suppose mother should die, I would never forgive myself," and he said, " I will go home," but then he thought, "Well, if I go home, she will be praying at me again, and I can't stay under her roof and listen to her prayers," and his proud, stub- born heart would not let him go. Months went on, and again he heard indirectly that his mother was very sick. His conscience began to trouble him. He knew he would never forgive himself if he didn't go home, and he finally determined. There were no railroads, and he had to go in a stage-coach. At night he got into the town. The moon was shining, and he could see the little village before him. The mother's home was about a mile from where he landed, and on his way he had to pass the vil- lage grocery, and as he went along he thought he would pass through the graveyard and see his father's grave. "What," he thought, "if my mother has been laid there!" When he got up to the grave he saw by the light of the moon a new-made grave. He felt the turf, and the earth was fresh and soft. He knew who had been laid there, and for once in his life the thought flashed 598 Moody's sermons. upon him, " Who will pray now for my lost soul? My mother and father lie there, and they are the only ones who ever prayed for me. " "Young men," said he, "I spent that night at my mothers grave, and before the sun rose, my mother's God had become my God. But I can never forgive myself for murdering my mother, although Christ has forgiven me." My friends, that poor fellow had to reap what he had sowed. I may be speaking to-night to some young man whose mother perhaps just now is in her closet, wrestling in prayer for you. Bless God, boy, for that mother. Do not treat that mother contemptuously; do rrpi deny her prayer to-night; do not make light of your mother's cries to God this night. God's best gift on earth to you is that praying mother. She is your dearest, most unselfish friend in all the world. Will you not heed her pleading prayer? Come out like a man; come to your mother's Savior, and take Him to be your God. May the God of heaven convict you of sin, and draw you to Himself, and this will be the best night you've had upon earth. How many are there in this room to-night who have moral courage to stand up right in this tabernacle and say, "Pray for me"? How many in this room to-night would like to become Christians? How many are there in this room now who would like to have prayer for them, beseeching prayer, that God will save them? I am going to lead in prayer, and as many as would like to have prayer, personal prayer, to God, will just rise. You can just stand right up one after another. Never mind if there is but one of you; just remain standing. There's another who's got moral courage to rise to-night. Just SOWING AND REAPING. 599 stand up, will you, and remain so while others join you. There, there, friends, don't get up as if you were ashamed or scared; rise up and show me and God that you are in earnest. I would like to see every man out of Christ rising right up here. There's another in the gallery, and another; well, keep rising; I would sit here all night and see you rise up in the galleries there and everywhere. Every man and woman in this assembly, every boy, who would like to be a Christian, will you just rise now, all of you? LofC. HOW TO CONVERT INFIDELS. It is a great thing to acquire an appetite for the word of God. If we can get a love for the word, we will get something that will last. J would like to find the first Christian feeding upon the word of God without grow- ing. A great many Christians wonder why they don't grow. It's because they are not feeding. A good many souls are all dried up, all withered up, because they haven't been fed. I think David had this idea when he wrote the one hundred and nineteenth Psalm. There must be something in the fact that the longest chapter in the Bible is about the Bible itself. I want to call your attention to nine passages, in the one hundred and nine- teenth Psalm. Twenty-fifth verse, " Quicken me accord- ing to "Thy word." Thirty-seventh verse, " Quicken Thou me in Thy way." Fortieth verse, "Quicken me in Thy righteousness." What does this nation need to-day, more than to be quickened in righteousness? It is not mere gush and sentiment this nation wants, so much as it is a revival of downright honesty. Fiftieth verse, "This is my comfort in my affliction; for Thy word hath quickened me." Eighty-eighth verse, 600 David Sparing Saul. I Samuel, xxiv. HOW TO CONVERT INFIDELS. 603 " Quicken me with Thy lovingkindness." Ninety-third verse, ' ' I will never forget Thy precepts, for with them Thou hast quickened me." One hundred and seventh verse, " I am afflicted very much; quicken me, O Lord, according to Thy word. " One hundred and fifty-fourth verse, " Plead my cause and deliver me; quicken me ac- cording to Thy word." One hundred and fifty-sixth verse, " Great are Thy tender mercies, O Lord; quicken me according to Thy judgments." That is the way it goes, quicken me according to Thy word, according to Thy precepts, according to Thy way. That's what we all want to pray this morning. An old Scotchman made this remark, ' ' David said, ' I have hid Thy word in my heart.' That was a good thing, in a good place, for a good purpose. " Some people carry the Bible under their arms. Well, that's better than not to carry it at all. Some people have got a good deal of it in their heads. That's better. But when you get it in the heart, that is best of all. When a man gets the Bible in his heart, it is going to make a change in his whole life. The trouble with a good many Christians is they are good in spots. A man once said he had a good well, only it would dry up in summer, and freeze up in winter. Some Christians are just like that well, good at certain times. But when a man is feeding on the word of God, he is good all the time. I really think that instead of so many of the prayer-meetings we have, we ought to have more meet- ings for reading and studying the word of God. When I pray, I am talking to God; when I am reading the word, it is God speaking to me. David said the word of God was like fire in his bones. I don't believe a man or woman is fit for God's service till they catch fire in this way. 604 Moody's sermons. Now, it is getting to be very common, very fashiona- ble in certain quarters, even among professed Christians, to hear men say. " I believe in the New Testament, but I don't believe in the Old." We hear that on the right hand, and on the left. I pray to God that we may be delivered from this idea. It is doing a thousand times more harm than all the lectures of infidels, to hear Chris- tians say, ''This and this isn't inspired." One minister said he had cut everything down to the four gospels. They contained everything, and he didn't see why he shouldn't do as St. Paul did, and go to the fountain-head. It wasn't long before that man fell into sin. Unsound in doctrine, unsound in practice. We want to believe the whole Bible. We want to take the whole of it, from Genesis to Revelation. It is most absurd to hear a man talk about believing in the New Testament, and not be- lieving the Old. In the four gospels Christ quotes from twenty-two of the books of the Old Testament. I sup- pose, we get only a fragment of what Christ said. I be- lieve that for years after the death of Christ, the air was full of the words which fell from His lips. And so I have no doubt that in His quotations from the Old Tes- tament He quoted from even' book. In His words, as recorded in Matthew, we find nineteen quotations, in Mark fifteen, in Luke twenty-five, and in John eleven different passages; not only just isolated verses, but great blocks taken out of the Old Testament and transferred into the New. So yon see how absurd it is for men to say they believe in the New, and don't believe in the Old. Why, the New Testament is made up largely from passages from the Old. Over and over again you will hear Christ say, M This is done that the Scriptures might HOW TO CONVERT INFIDELS. 605 be fulfilled." In Hebrews there are eighty-five Old Tes- tament quotations. In Revelation there are two hun- dred and forty-five, more than in any other book. " Heaven and earth shall pass away," said Christ, "but My word shall not pass away." How absurd for any one to think the word of God is going to pass away! There never was a time in the history of the world, when so many Bibles were being printed as there are to-day. When Christ was speaking those words, I can just im- agine I hear some infidel saying, ' ' ' Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my word shall not pass away!' Hear that Jewish peasant talk! I never heard such con- ceit in my life from any one." There was no shorthand reporter taking down His words, and they seemed to have been lost. But nearly nineteen hundred years pass away, and His words are going to the very corners of the earth, in two hundred and fifty different languages. There are about 1,400,000,000 people in the world, and over 200,000,000 copies of the Bible have been printed by the American Bible society and the British and Foreign Bible society. Then there are societies in Germany, France, and other countries, exclusive of indi- viduals, that are printing and circulating the Scriptures. In fact, there have been more Bibles printed in the last seventy years than there were in the previous eighteen hundred years. I consider that a greater miracle than any which Christ wrought when He was here on earth. I'm glad I live in the present day, and can see it. A lady said to me lately, " I can't believe that Elijah was fed by ravens. Do you?" I have no more doubt that the ravens fed Elijah than I have that I stand here. The very things in the Old Testament that men cavil at 606 Moody's sermons. the most to-day are the things the son of man set his seal to when He was down here, and it is not good policy for a servant to be above his master. The Master be- lieved these things. Some one says, " You don't believe the story of Noah and the flood, do you?" Yes; I believe that as much as I believe the sermon on the mount. Christ said that when He should come again, it would be as in the days of Noah, when men were eating and drink- ing, and the flood came and took them all off. " You don't believe Lot's wife was turned into a pillar of salt?" Yes; Christ said, " As it was in the days of Lot, so shall it be in the coming of the son of man." //" v i *« "■- $%. A> „ ^ A 7-r> -) ^ ,^ £ ^ . o * > ■£ If * 1 - o