Christ's Word with You

   (No. 1691)




   "Come unto Me, all you that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give
   you rest." Matthew 11:28.


   ONE is struck with the personality of this text. There are two persons
   in it, "you" and "Me"--that is to say, the laboring one and the tender
   Savior who entreats him to come, that he may find rest. It is most
   important, if we wish to see the way of peace, clearly, to understand
   that we must, each one, come personally to Jesus for rest--"Come unto
   Me, all you that labor"--and that coming, on our part, must be to a
   personal Christ. In effect He says, "Come, yourselves, to Me. Come not
   through sponsors, not through men whom you choose to call your priests,
   not through the petitions of ministers and teachers, but come,
   yourselves, for yourselves."

   Dear Hearers, the quarrel is between you and God, and this quarrel can
   only be made up by your approaching the Lord through a Mediator--it
   would be folly for you to ask another to come to the Mediator for
   you--you must trust in Him, yourself. Personal faith is indispensable
   to salvation. But the personality of Christ is equally brought out in
   our text. Jesus says, "Come unto Me"--"not to anybody else, but to Me."
   He does not say, "Come to hear a sermon about Me," but, "come to Me."
   He does not say, "Come to sacraments which shall teach you something
   about Me," but, "come to Me"--to My work and Person.

   You will observe that no one is put between you and Christ. The text
   is, "Come unto Me, all you that labor and are heavy laden"--not to
   somebody that will stand between you and Me, but, "Come to Me at once,
   and without a go-between." Come to Jesus directly, even to Jesus,
   Himself. You do need a Mediator between yourselves and God, but you do
   not need a mediator between yourselves and Jesus! Christ Jesus is the
   Mediator between you and the Father--you need no one to stand between
   you and Christ. To Him we may look at once, with unveiled face, guilty
   as we are! To Him we may come, just as we are, without anyone to
   recommend us, or plead for us, or make a bridge for us to Jesus. We are
   to come only to the Lord Jesus Christ, the Son of God, whom God has
   ordained to be the way of access.

   I shall fail at this in setting forth the Gospel if I shall lead
   anybody to think that he can get salvation by going to a church, or
   going to a meeting house, or going to a minister, or going into an
   inquiry-room, or going to a penitent form. No, we are to go nowhere but
   to Jesus. YOU, just as you are, are to come to Christ as He is--and the
   promise is that on your coming to Him, He will give you rest. That is
   the assurance of Jesus, Himself, and there is no deception in it. He
   will give you rest us surely as you come to Him. What a blessing it
   will be if those who have no rest in themselves should find rest at
   once in Jesus while yet this sermon calls them!

   Why not? I hope many of you, my Brothers and Sisters, who have found
   rest, already, will be praying while I am preaching, that the unresting
   ones may come at this good hour and find rest in Jesus Christ the
   Savior. You see there are two persons. Let everybody else vanish and
   let these two be left alone to transact heavenly business with each
   other. Jesus says to you, "Come to Me." Your answer to Him, if it is, "
   Yes, Lord, I come," shall be the means of bringing peace to your heart
   from this time forth and forevermore! I want, at this time, to set
   forth the Glory of the Lord Jesus Christ, who sends this pressing
   personal invitation to every laboring and heavy laden one in this
   place. I wish that I knew how to preach. I have tried to do so for 30
   years or so, but I am only now beginning to learn the art. Oh, that one
   knew how to set forth Christ so that men perceived His beauty and fell
   in love with Him at first sight!

   Oh, Spirit of God, make it so now! If men knew the grandeur of His
   Gospel--the joy, the peace, the happiness which comes of being a
   Christian, they would run to Him! As flies seek after sweet fruit, so
   would men seek after the Savior, if they did but know that sweeter than
   honey and the honeycomb is the word of His salvation!

   I. I first call your attention to THE VALUE OF THE GIFT which, in this
   text, is set before weary, laboring men-- "Come unto Me, all you that
   labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." Rest of the heart
   is worth more than all California! To be at peace--to be no more tossed
   up and down in the soul--to be secure, peaceful, joyful, happy, is
   worth mountains of diamonds. A man's life consists not in the abundance
   of the things which he possesses--many a poor man is vastly happier
   than the possessor of large estates--for peace comes not with property,
   but with contentment. The music of peace is not the jingle of gold or

   Sweeter bells sound in the pardoned heart than ever wealth can ring.
   The herb called heart's-ease often grows in tiny gardens and happy is
   the man who wears it in his bosom. It is this gift which, for value,
   outshines the pearls and rubies which deck an Indian queen, which Jesus
   promises to give to all that come to Him for it! Oh, rare peace which
   comes from the Prince of Peace! This, if a man gets it, is practically
   helpful to him in all the affairs of life. I say that other things
   being equal, there is nobody so fit to run the race of life as the man
   who is unloaded of his cares and enjoys peace of mind. The man who is
   happily restful towards God is the man to fight the battle of life! I
   have known a man losing money on the market to quietly step aside and,
   getting into a quiet place, breathe a prayer to God and come back calm
   and composed. And, whereas before, in his distraction, he was ready to
   make bad bargains, plunge into speculation and lose terribly, he has
   come back rested and peaceful, and has been in a fit frame for dealing
   with his fellow men.

   I know this, Brothers and Sisters, having many cares resting upon
   myself, that when I can feel calmly restful and quiet before God, I am
   a match for anybody! But when once the spirits sink and depression
   comes in, then the grasshopper becomes a burden, and a trifle frets the
   soul! Bring solid rest to the heart and you have given the man a
   fulcrum upon which he may rest the lever with which he can lift the
   heaviest weight. But let him always be tossed up and down and he has
   nothing to give him force. When a man is afraid to die, he may well be
   afraid to live--he who could not look death in the face--yes that could
   not look God in the face, is a man who has a latent weakness about him
   that will rob him of force and courage in the heat of the battle.

   I commend to you, Brothers and Sisters, in this busy London, the
   precious gift of my text called, "rest," because it is not only a
   preparation for the world to come but for the life that now is. The
   peace of God will serve both as arms and armor! It is both battle-axe
   and breastplate. It will be your heart's comfort and your hands'
   strength. It will be good for day and night, for calm and storm. It has
   a thousand uses and all of them are essential to spiritual well-being.
   This rest is not found anywhere else but in Christ. Let me tell you
   what kind of rest it is, confessing that I now enjoy it and revel in


   It is rest to the man's entire spiritual being. Conscience troubles us
   till Jesus speaks it into rest. Conscience looks back and cries,
   "Things are not right! You were wrong here, wrong there and wrong
   altogether! There is no rest for you." Conscience keeps a diary and
   writes with heavy pen a gloomy record which we read with alarm.
   "Tremble," says Conscience, "for you will see this record again at the
   Judgment Day and find yourself condemned by it to eat the fruits of
   your doings." Men laugh and say they do not believe it--but they do
   believe it. Deep in their hearts they must believe it, for God has a
   witness within which blurts out the truth. Conscience perpetually
   rouses some men, as a watchdog wakes a slumbering householder. "Down,
   Sir," they say, "Lie down, lie down," but this watchdog of God in the
   heart will not always lie down--every now and then it begins to howl
   horribly--and the man cannot sleep as he needs to sleep. Even if you
   drug Conscience, it will have fits of barking in its sleep.

   Now, Jesus promises, to those who come to Him, a peaceful conscience
   which He will give through pardoning all the past, through changing the
   current of the man's ideas in the present and through helping him to
   avoid, in the future, the faults into which he fell in the days that
   have now gone by--

   "Rest, weary soul,

   The penalty is borne, the ransom paid, For all your sins full
   satisfaction made. Strive not to do, yourself, what Christ has done!
   Claim the free gift and make the joy your own. No more by pangs of
   guilt and fear distress, Rest, sweetly rest!"

   It is a grand thing to have rest of conscience. But then we have
   minds--and minds are troublous things. In these days of doubt, it is
   not easy for a mind to get an anchorage and keep it. Many are searching
   for something to believe or, at least, they long to be quite sure that
   it would be the right thing not to believe. Minds are tossed about like
   ships at sea, or birds caught in a fierce gale.

   My mind was once in that state. It drifted and was carried along, I
   knew not where. I, for a while, believed nothing, till at last it came
   to this--that I thought my own existence might be, after all, a mere
   thought! Having a practical vein in my character, I sat down and
   laughed at my own dreams of non-existence for I felt that I did exist!
   Up from the depths of doubt and unbelief I rose to feel there must be
   something sure. I cast my soul at Jesus' feet and I rested--and I am,
   now, perfectly content in mind. Thousands of us can say, "We know whom
   we have believed and are persuaded that He is able to keep that which
   we have committed to Him" and, therefore, we cannot leave the Gospel of
   Jesus Christ!

   No new doctrines, no novelties, no skepticisms, no fresh information
   can now disturb us--at least they can but breathe a
   surface-ruffling--all is calm in the soul's deeps. Having found rest of
   intellect in the doctrine of Jesus, there will we stay till death and
   Heaven, or the Second Advent solves all riddles! But then we have
   hearts. I hope we all have hearts, though some are harsh and almost
   heartless. Men that have great, all-embracing hearts need a rest for
   their love. What a cause of trouble this heart of ours is, for it often
   clings to that which is unworthy of it and we are deceived and
   disappointed--and heart-break crushes us. The tempting fruit, like the
   apple of Sodom, crumbles into ashes in our hand.

   Here, then, is rest and remedy for heart palpitations and the anguish
   of the breast. Let a man love Jesus and he will crave no other love,
   for this will fill his soul to the brim!--

   "Him on yonder Cross I love; Nothing else on earth I count dear!"
   Christ fills a man's nature to the brim! The Incarnate Son of God, once
   known, gives rest of conscience, rest of intellect and rest of heart.
   In a word, He brings complete satisfaction to the spirit. Now, I do not
   know of any religion that offers perfect rest to the mind except the
   religion of Jesus Christ. Men go the world over to try and find this
   pearl of great price, but their quest is in vain. I often talk with
   religious people who have no idea of being saved, now, and finding rest
   at once because they do not understand that Christ came to give
   immediate salvation to those who trust Him.

   I spoke with one earnest soul a little while ago, and she said, "I have
   no rest." I replied, "Have you believed in Jesus Christ? " She
   answered, "Yes." "But," I asked, "Do you not know that as soon as you
   believe in Jesus Christ, your sins are forgiven you and you are saved?"
   "I did not grasp that," she said. Yet that is the Gospel--that whoever
   believes in Jesus is not condemned. He that believes in Him has
   everlasting life, and is saved the moment he believes--becomes changed
   from the power of sin and made into a new man--possessing a new life
   which can never die! This assurance is worth getting hold of and he
   that has it, let him hold it fast and rejoice in it! Yet it is not to
   be obtained anywhere except from the dear hands that were nailed to the
   Cross. This rest can never come from any lips but those that prayed
   upon the Cross, "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do."

   This, then, is the gift which is presented by Christ Jesus at this
   moment to all that labor and are heavy laden. If they will come to Him
   for it, they shall have rest of soul. Some in this place are panting
   for rest. In this great city there must be much trouble, sorrow,
   unrest, misery and distraction. When I look on this congregation, I
   know that I could not bear to hear the tale of sorrow that would be
   unfolded if each man were to tell his inward anguish. We look cheerful,
   but many a cheerful face covers a sad heart. The weight of human misery
   is enough to make the axles of the earth to break! Oh, what a blessing
   it is that there is One who can lift us up--One who can make the
   poorest to be better than if he were rich, and the sad to be happier
   than the merry--and the afflicted to be more blest than the prosperous!

   Jesus is here in our midst with hands loaded with mercy. May He prove
   His Presence among us by giving rest to all those who came in here
   laboring and laden. Thus have I spoken upon the value of the gift. Oh,
   Spirit of God, teach men its value!

   II. Bear with me, in the second place, while I speak upon THE LARGENESS
   OF THE SAVIOR'S HEART. Oh, that I could stand aside and that He would
   come here, Himself, and utter the words of my text with His own dear
   lips! "Come unto Me, all you that labor and are heavy laden." See the
   persons whom He invites to come to Him! None but a Man of great soul
   would keep such company! If we would be merry, we choose merry company.
   Some folks I should be glad to be in Heaven with, but I could dispense
   with their company here--for ten minutes with them on earth is enough
   to make

   one wretched! Only a generous spirit would say, "Come to Me, all you
   that are downcast--all you that are despond-ing--all you that are

   Yet that is exactly what the text says! Christ courts the company of
   the sorrowful and invites those who are ill at ease to approach Him.
   What a heart of love He must have! No, He invites all such to come. You
   know two or three that are really cast down are quite enough at a time
   for most of us. It happened some months ago, when I was sitting here to
   see people, that I had four or five cases so sad--so deplorable--and
   which I could render such little help, that, after trying to pray with
   them and encourage them, I said to a friend who was helping me, "I hope
   the next that comes to me will be cheerful, for I feel my head ache and
   my heart, too!" I tried as best I could to enter into these poor
   people's troubles till I became troubled myself!

   The Savior has such a large heart that He does not forbid the sorrowing
   ones to come--none of them. "Come one," He says, "come all. All of you
   that labor and are heavy laden may at this hour come to Me." The love
   of my Master's heart is so great and the sympathy of His nature with
   man is so deep, that if all should come that ever labored or ever
   sorrowed, He would not be exhausted by the sympathy, but would still be
   able to give them rest in Himself! And what a large heart Jesus has,
   that He comes only to do men good and begins by doing good, first, to
   those that need it most. Oh, my Lords and Ladies, Jesus did not come to
   win your patronage that you might applaud Him! Oh, you frivolous and
   high-flying ones, Jesus did not come to win your approbation! It would
   be a small thing to Him for you to think well of


   But, O you despised and rejected, you oppressed and down-trod--you
   weary, you worn, you sad, you sick, you desponding, you despairing--the
   Great Physician of souls comes after you and it is to you He addresses
   the invitation at this time--"Come unto Me, all you that labor and are
   heavy laden, and I will give you rest." Come, such as you are, and come
   all of you! And, He says, come at once! He does not say, "Stop till you
   get your spirits raised. Stop till you get some measure of relief," but
   come just as you are! There is a notion in some people's minds that
   they cannot believe in Christ till they are better. Christ does not
   need your betterness! Will you only go to the physician when you feel
   better? Then you are foolish, indeed, for you do not need the physician
   when you are getting better! The best time to apply to a physician is
   when you are as bad as you can be--and the time to come to Jesus is
   when you are so bad that you cannot be worse!

   You had better come just as you are--He invites you to do so. "Come,"
   He says, "all you that now labor and are heavy laden, and I will give
   you rest." Stay not to improve yourselves, but come to Him for
   improvement! If you cannot come with a broken heart, come for a broken
   heart! If you cannot come with faith, come for faith! If you cannot
   come repenting, come and ask the Lord to give you repentance! Come
   empty-handed, bankrupt, ruined, condemned and you will find rest! Oh,
   you that have written out your own sentence and have said, "I shall
   perish; there is no pardon for me"-- come to Jesus, for depths of
   mercy! There is pardon even for you! Only come to the Savior and He
   will give you rest! He promises this rest to all who come to Him. My
   Master stakes His credit upon every case that comes to Him. He has
   already given rest to thousands, no, to millions! And He promises to
   each one that comes to Him that He will give rest to him.

   If there is in this place; if there is in this country; if there is in
   this universe a single person who ever did come to Jesus Christ and He
   did not give him rest, I would like to know of it, because it is my
   daily habit to declare that Jesus gives rest to all that come to Him
   and I do not want to declare a lie! Let us know when Jesus fails. He
   says, "Him that comes to Me I will in no wise cast out." The first one
   of you that comes and He casts you out, let us know of it! We will post
   it up on the Royal Exchange--"A sinner came to Jesus and He would not
   receive him." Woe to the world in that dark day, for the sun of hope
   will be quenched and the night will miss her stars. Till then, we beg
   you to remember that Jesus has said, "Him that comes to Me I will in no
   wise cast out." Come and test my blessed Lord and see if He does not
   accept you!

   We stake the veracity of Christ; we stake the Truth of the Gospel upon
   the case of everyone in this place who will come to Jesus Christ by
   faith and trust Him! Each heavy-laden one must and shall find rest if
   he will come to Jesus, or else the Redeemer's promise is not true.

   Thus have I spoken upon the largeness of our Lord's heart in promising
   rest to all that come to Him for it.

   III. But now, thirdly, and but a moment, let me speak to you about THE

   Lord Jesus Christ is able to give peace to all that labor and are heavy
   laden. He has not outrun His power in the promise

   that He has given. He is conscious that within Himself there resides a
   power which will be able to give peace to every conscience. Notice
   there is no reserve made, whatever--no way is left of backing out of
   the promise. "Come unto Me," He says, "all you that labor and are heavy
   laden, and I will give you rest." No limiting clause is inserted. Some
   men will speak what looks to be a very large promise, but a little
   condition inserted in it narrows it horribly. But there is no condition

   Whoever born of woman that labors and is heavy laden, and will come to
   Christ, must have rest. And Christ has said it because He can give it!
   There are desperate cases among the myriads of troubled hearts, but no
   single one is too far gone for Jesus. You have read the story of John
   Bunyan in, "Grace Abounding." Was there ever a poor wretch that was
   dragged about by the devil more than poor John was? For five years and
   more he could not call his soul his own. He did not dare to sleep
   because he was afraid he would wake up in Hell. All day long he was
   troubled. He fretted and worried with this and that, and the other.
   Poor tinker that he was, he first thought this, and then thought that!
   And, as he says, he was "considerably tumbled up and down in his mind."
   I am sure such a case as that would have been given up by men--but when
   Jesus took it in hand, John Bunyan found perfect rest and his blessed,
   "Pilgrim's Progress," remains a proof of the joy of heart which the
   poor tinker found when he came to rest in Christ.

   Now, if within these walls there is a case in which poverty combines
   with sickness and disease. And if that poverty and disease are the
   result of vice. And if that vice has been carried on for many
   years--and if the entire man is now depressed and despondent, like one
   shut up in an iron cage--the Lord Jesus can still give rest in such a
   case! It matters not how black or horrible is your condition! If you
   believe in Jesus, you shall be delivered. As far as this trouble of
   soul is concerned and as far as the venom of sin in your nature is
   concerned, you shall be healed! You shall be made pure, though now you
   are filthy! You shall be restored, though now you are fallen! You shall
   be started again in life by a power that shall cause you to be born
   again, so that you shall be as though you were a little child
   commencing life again, only under happier skies and holier influences!

   My Lord and Master has a power to comfort which reaches to the
   uttermost of human necessity. Some go a long way in sin and doubt, but
   they cannot rush beyond the uttermost and, therefore, they are within
   the boundaries of Divine Grace! Let the wind drive the bird far off the
   shore, yet the Lord has a rest for it in another land. Still does Jesus
   bid us sound the great trumpet and ring out the notes both clear and
   shrill--"Come to Me! Come to Me! Come unto Me, all you that labor and
   are heavy laden, and I will give you rest!" Blessed shall those ears be
   that hear the sound if their hearts obey it and come to Jesus--they
   will find rest at once! He is able. He is able to give rest. He is
   willing to cause joy. Doubt no more! Jesus speaks thus without reserve
   because He is conscious of power, for note this--Jesus Christ is God
   and He that made men's hearts can make them all anew!

   The God at whose bidding sprang that mighty arch of the blue sky--who
   poured out the sea from the hollow of His hands and named the stars in
   their hosts--He is able to save unto the uttermost them that come to
   Him! This blessed God took upon Himself our nature and became Man and,
   being found in fashion as a man, He took men's grief and sin upon
   Himself and went up to the Cross loaded with it. And there He suffered
   in our place to make expiation for our guilt. There is such merit in
   His precious blood that no sin can ever overpower it! I can see man's
   sin before me--it towers aloft, defying Heaven! It rises like an awful
   alp shrouded in a storm of evil! It seems to thread the clouds, to be
   higher than the stars! Oh, mighty mountain, what shall become of you?

   But, lo! I see Christ's precious blood and merit like an ocean of Grace
   poured forth to cover sin! Comparable to Noah's deluge, the power of
   the Atonement is revealed till, 20 cubits upward, the tops of the
   mountains of our sin are covered and not a speck of them remains--while
   on the top of the waters rides the ark of everlasting salvation--and
   all that believe in Jesus are safe, and safe forever! Oh, Sinner,
   Christ is able to cast your sins into the depths of the sea so that
   they shall never be mentioned against you again and thus He will give
   you the most serene rest. "Come to Me," He says, "and I will give you

   I wish I knew how to put this so that it would get into men's hearts.
   My Master knows that He can save you, for He had reckoned up every
   possible case before He spoke so positively. His Prescient eye
   discerned all men that have ever lived or that ever shall live--and He
   perceived you, dear Friend, whom nobody else knows. You up in the
   corner there, whom nobody understands, not even yourself--He
   understands you and He is able to give rest to your eccentric mind! He
   meant this promise to ring down the ages till it reached you! We have
   nearly completed the 19th Century, but if ever we

   should get to the 119th Century, His power to give rest will still be
   the same. Still will He cry--"Come unto Me, all you that labor and are
   heavy laden, and I will give you rest."

   Oh, the vastness of my Master's power, that in all ages and all places,
   to all the children of man He promises perfect rest of heart if they
   will but come to Him! Will not you come at once and test that power? Oh
   that the Holy Spirit may incline you to do so!

   IV. Now, fourthly, and this is a very important point, I want you to
   notice THE SIMPLICITY OF THIS INVITATION. It only says, "Come to Me,
   come to Me, come to Me, and I will give you rest." The call is, as we
   say, plain as a pikestaff--it has not a fine word in it. What is the
   way of salvation? If any minister replies, "I should need a week or two
   to explain it to you," he does not know the way of salvation because
   the way of salvation which we need must suit a dying man, an illiterate
   man and a guilty man, or else it will be unavailing in many cases! We
   need a way of Grace which will answer all occasions--a mode of
   salvation suitable to all conditions!

   Our Lord Jesus Christ proves how willing He is to save sinners by
   making the method of Grace so easy. He says, "Come to Me." "Well," asks
   one, "how am I to come?" Come any way. If you can run, come running. If
   you can walk, come walking. If you can creep, come creeping. If you can
   only limp, come limping--come any way--so long as you come to Jesus.
   "But what is coming to Him?" asks one. "If He were at York, I would
   walk to York, tonight, to get at Him." He is not at York any more than
   He is here. We are not to come to Him with our persons, or with our
   legs and feet by a visible motion. How, then, can we come to Him?
   Listen, you Friends in the front gallery, how can I come to you, and
   yet stand here? Why, by thinking about you, knowing about you and then
   confiding my thoughts to you, as I am now doing!

   If you, over yonder, are a business man, I resolve in my mind that I
   will commit my affairs into your hands--and in so doing I have mentally
   come to you. We are to do with our Lord Jesus just what we do with a
   physician. We are very ill. It is a bad case. We hear that a certain
   eminent doctor has great skill in one particular disease. So, we go to
   him at once. Our physical going is not so much required as our mental
   resort to him, by putting our case into his hands. We say to him, "Sir,
   here is my afflicted person. I will tell you all about my state as far
   as I know it. Ask me any questions. I will make a clean breast of all.
   Whatever you prescribe for me, I will take. Whatever regimen you lay
   down as to diet, I will follow. I place myself entirely in your hands
   because I have faith in your skill. You cured my mother of this
   disease. You cured my brother and I believe you can cure me." Such is
   faith in Christ!

   A man says, "Jesus, You have died to save men, and You have revealed
   Yourself as a Savior. I need saving. You have saved a great many like
   I. I now put myself into Your hands. I will do what You bid me. I will
   follow any directions You may lay down, I confide myself to You." Now,
   if this is a genuine surrender and a hearty confidence, you are already
   a healed man! Your power to trust Christ is evidence of spiritual
   sanity--you would not have been able to trust the blessed Jesus if a
   sound work of restoration had not already commenced in you. "Oh," says
   one, "do I understand, then, that if I trust Christ, I may do as I
   like?" Stop, stop! I never said that!

   Listen and learn! Here is a ship which cannot get into the haven. The
   pilot comes on board. The captain says, "Pilot, can you get her into
   harbor?" "Yes, Captain, 1 will guarantee it. I will guarantee that I
   will get the ship into harbor if you leave her with me." The captain
   goes to the helm, or gives orders as to steering the vessel, and at
   once the pilot objects that they are not trusting to him. "Yes, I am,"
   says the captain, "and I expect you to get me into harbor, for you
   promised to do so." "Of course I promised," replies the pilot, "but
   then it was understood that I should take charge of the ship for the
   time being." He orders the helm to be changed and the captain declares
   that it shall not be done. Then cries the pilot, "I cannot get you into
   the harbor and I will not pretend to do so! Unless you trust me, I can
   do nothing, and the proof that you trust me is that you obey my

   Now, then, trust Jesus, so as to be obedient to Him and He will pilot
   you safely. Yield yourself up to follow His example, to imitate His
   spirit and obey His commands and you are a saved man! Your ship shall
   not be driven out to sea while Jesus steers it. But do not go away
   under the delusion that you have only to say, "I trust Christ," and
   that you are saved. Nothing of the kind! You must really trust
   Him--practically trust Him, or there is no hope for you. Give yourself
   up to Jesus; renounce your old sins; forsake your old habits; live as
   Christ will enable you to live and immediately you shall find peace for
   your soul! You cannot enjoy rest and yet riot in sin! Shall the drunk
   have rest and yet drown his soul in his cups?

   Shall an adulterer have rest and wallow in his filthiness? Shall a man
   blaspheme and have rest? Shall a man be a rogue and a liar and have
   rest? Impossible! These things must be given up by coming to Jesus
   Christ, who will help you to give them up and make a new man of
   you--and then you shall receive rest in your soul. Come to Him, then,
   in spirit and in truth. Oh, that you would come to Him while I am
   speaking--and find instantaneous rest for your souls!

   V. I must not keep you longer and so I want, upon the last point, to
   briefly call your attention to THE UNSELFISHNESS OF THE LORD, JESUS
   CHRIST, "Come unto Me," He says, "and I will give you." That is the
   Gospel. "I

   will give you." You say, "Lord, I cannot give You anything." He does
   not need anything! Come to Jesus and He says, "I will give you." Not
   what you give to God, but what He gives to you, will be your salvation!
   "I will give you"--that is the Gospel in four words. Will you come and
   have it? It lies open before you. Jesus needs nothing from you. Suppose
   you were to become Christ's disciple and serve Him with all your might
   throughout your life--in what way would that enrich Him? He has died
   for you! How can you ever pay Him for that?

   He lives in Heaven to plead for you and He loves you--how can you ever
   reward Him for that? Our hope is not in what we can give to Him, but in
   what He gives to us! Weak-minded men have taken pleasure in
   flagellating themselves, starving themselves, shutting themselves up in
   monasteries, lacerating their bodies and torturing their minds--to what
   purpose were these pains? Did the loving Jesus require this of them?
   Could such miseries afford His tender heart the least pleasure? Not at
   all! He has no pleasure in human misery, but He desires that His joy
   may be fulfilled in us that our joy may be full.

   I see before me a springhead from which the clearest crystal water is
   always leaping with a gladsome sound. A little stream, which this
   spring creates, runs down the meadow--you can track it by the long
   grass, reeds, rushes and tangled wildflowers which drink their life
   from it. In summer and in winter the crystal fountain never ceases to
   pour forth its treasures. Come here when you may, you shall see the
   silver jet spurting forth and splashing up, again, from the stones upon
   which it falls. How musical the sound! Listen! The spring is pleading,
   quietly but plaintively. It would become a greater blessing if it could
   but gain the means, and so it sighs and whispers, Buckets! Pitchers!
   Goblets! Cups! It longs to fill them all! Look, here are a couple of
   pails, but they are empty. Yes, they are all the better for the
   purpose--full buckets would not help the spring to dispense its water.

   Here is a cup, but it is a very little one. Never mind, fill it and
   bring many like it. This girl has brought a jug, but it is spotted with
   dirt. We bid her take it away, lest she pollute these sparkling waters.
   Not so, the spring pleads, and this is its pleading--"Bring it here, I
   will cleanse it and then fill it to the brim." Need I expound the
   parable? I hope not! Come and act it out, you little ones or great
   ones, you empty ones or unclean ones! Thus shall you know more surely
   and more sweetly than words can tell you how free and full is the Grace
   of our Lord Jesus Christ! The emptier you are, the better can you
   receive from our overflowing Savior! He longs to bless you for your own
   sake. His yearnings are all unselfish-- they are yearnings to give,
   longings to bestow favor.

   He cries, even now, to laboring and laden souls, "Come unto Me, and I
   will give you not only rest, but all you require." Friends, have you
   learned well the lesson that there is nothing good in yourselves with
   which to attract Jesus, but all the good is in Him to attract you? Is
   it not clear enough that physicians do not come to heal healthy
   persons? I saw a carriage dashing down the street with a doctor in it
   and I felt morally certain that he was not coming to my house, for I am
   in perfect health. I dare say he was hastening to see a poor creature
   who was on the brink of the grave. When I see the chariots of mercy
   flashing with winged steeds through the air, I know that they are not
   speeding to you who are good and righteous and think you do not need a
   Savior--they are hastening to such as are sinful and crave forgiveness,
   to such as are guilty and require a change of heart--for these are they
   that Jesus comes to bless!

   See, then, how the unselfishness of His Character comes out in His
   inviting to come to Himself those who cannot benefit Him, but must be
   pensioners on His bounty! "I will give you rest." Men, brothers, women,
   sisters--all of you-- this is the final word. The day is coming when we
   shall all sigh for rest. We need it badly, now, and if we have it not,
   we are leading a pitiful life. Those poor rich people in the west end
   that have no Christ, how can they bear their irksome idleness, the
   satiety and disgust of unenjoyed abundance? Those poor people in the
   east end that have no Christ--what they do without Him, I cannot tell.
   Alas, for their poverty and suffering, but what are these to their
   wretchedness in being Christless?

   Those of us who have all that heart can wish, still feel that we could
   never be happy if we were not resting in our dear Savior! How, then, do
   the starving exist without Him? But we shall soon die and what then? A
   young man said to his father some little while ago, "Father, I am
   prospering in business wonderfully! If I get on at this rate, what will
   it come to?" "Come to a grave," said his father. And so it will. All
   things of earth end there. Oh that we were always ready to die, for
   then we should be ready to live! He that is ready to live tomorrow is
   ready to die tomorrow. There is no need that death should be a hitch in
   our existence. Life ought to run on as a river pursues its way and
   widens into the sea. Our existence, here, should glide into our
   existence there, but that cannot be unless we get on the right track
   while we are here. If we are on the right track, now, which is
   believing, loving, fearing, serving and honoring God, we shall go on
   loving, fearing and honoring God forever and ever!

   "Come," says Christ, "Come to Me." What will Jesus say at the Judgment
   Day to those who so come? Why, He will say, "Come"--"Come, you blessed
   of My Father. Keep on coming. Come and inherit the Kingdom prepared for
   you from before the foundations of the world." Ah, my Hearers, you will
   prize this coming when death and eternity are near you! I am glad to
   see this great company gathered here, but before I came into this
   house, I felt much heaviness of heart and it has not gone from me even
   now. To stand here and look into familiar faces from Sunday to Sunday
   is infinitely more pleasant than to look upon so many, the most of whom
   I have never seen before, for you cause me new anxieties that I may do
   good to you, also.

   This was my thought--"I shall see them all, again, at the Judgment Day,
   and I shall be accountable as to whether I preached the Gospel to them
   with all my heart." I shall not have to answer for the blood of you
   all, because there are more Sabbaths than this one and more
   opportunities of hearing the Gospel than this. And on other Sundays,
   others preach to you, and these share the burden, or else you ignore
   the holy day--and in that case your blood will be on your own heads!
   Still, for this one service I mast answer to God for you all. If I have
   not preached Jesus Christ simply and plainly--and from my heart--if I
   have been cold, and dull, and dreary when speaking upon a theme that
   might arouse any man to burn and glow with seraphic flame, then I shall
   be censurable by Him that shall judge the quick and dead!

   If you think there is nothing in what I have said, reject it! I have no
   authority to preach it of my own head, for I am no great philosopher. I
   speak in the name of God and if you think I do, and believe that God
   has sent me, then I beseech you to lay hold of the Truth of God which
   has been held up before you! The most important thing a man can do is
   to attend to that which is most important--your soul is of more
   importance than your body and, therefore, your eternal life ought to
   secure more attention than your mere temporal existence. A man said the
   other day that he would die like a dog. Let him, if he likes, but I
   have no ambition in that direction. I want to live like an angel! If
   any man is content to be a dog, well, I know not what I can do for him
   but give him a bone--I did not know that he would care to come here, or
   I might have sent to the butcher's for fit food.

   But he that wishes to live forever should, at least, consider where he
   would live, with whom he would live and how he can secure happiness in
   such a life. If there is a God--and that there is a God is written in
   the very skies--I devoutly desire to have Him for my Friend. I think,
   as I look up to the stars, "I love the God that made those shining
   worlds. I worship Him, I desire to serve Him, I wish to be at peace
   with Him." And what has made me desire to serve Him and obey Him? Can
   it be a lie which has done this? Does a lie make a man love God and
   desire to serve Him? No. It is the Truth of God, then, that has made me
   be of obedient heart! The Gospel must be true, or it could not thus put
   men right with their Creator.

   O, my Beloved, trust your Savior! Lay hold on Jesus! Oh, may Christ lay
   hold on you at this good hour and cause you to enter into His rest!
   Amen and amen.