an harvest to faithful labour? The same exertion,
that would instruct hundreds in the country, may reach
thousands in the city. Public sentiment has too
long checked the movements of sympathy for these congregated
thousands. A voice, almost unbroken, has sounded
out; ’Peculiar and insuperable difficulties
prevent a general revival in cities: such are
the occupations, such the habits, such the temptations,
and such the superabounding iniquity, that it were
visionary to hope for any general and powerful work
of mercy.’ Well, then, had we not better
give all up; and let human nature here sink into its
natural channels; and let multitudes before our eyes
continue to crowd the gates of the second death!
O God, forbid such cowardice, cruelty, and treachery
in thy servants! No; we will not thus surrender
immortals. While there is grace or even nature
in our hearts, we will not. We have, indeed,
heard of difficulties, till the heart is pained, and
the soul is wearied. But where are these insuperable
difficulties to be found? Not in the Scriptures
of God, surely; not in the result of apostolic labours;
but in the unbelief and inaction of modern Christians.
“God is no more hostile to cities than to villages:
his Spirit is as free, and his offers of salvation
as full, to the people of the crowded city, as of
the open country.” Let the advantages then
be embraced. Let the power be concentrated.
Let the sacramental host arise; and the work is done.
And instead of being overwhelmed with shame and deserved
reproach, we may joyfully say to such as pass by;
“Walk about Zion, and go round about her:
tell the towers thereof; mark ye well her bulwarks,
consider her palaces; that ye may tell it to the generation
following. For this God is our God for ever and
ever.” “Then the sons also of them
that afflicted Zion shall come bending unto her; and
all they that despised her shall bow themselves down
at the soles of her feet; and they shall call her
the City of the Lord—the Zion of the Holy
One of Israel.”
Look to any nation, whether ancient or modern; throw
the map before you; fix your eye upon the spots that
bear rule; that command the attention of the enterprising,
and busy the thoughts of statesmen. You have fixed
it upon the cities of the world. Where was the
strength of Italy, if not in Rome, once mistress of
the world? Where the strength of Greece, if not
in Athens, the mother of arts and refinement?
And where is the strength of our Republic, if not
in our cities and large towns? There talent in
every art and profession is fostered, and exerts peculiar
influence. There wealth concentrates its millions
upon millions, to exert extensively a blasting or
brightening influence on society. There the press
daily sends out its thousands and its tens of thousands