We must believe that, if we wish that it should be true of us, that the just shall live by his faith.  If we wish our faith to keep us just men, leading just lives, we must believe that God is just, and that He shows His justice by the only possible method—­by doing justice, sooner or later, for all who are unjustly used.

If we lose that faith, we shall be in danger—­in more than danger—­of becoming unjust ourselves.  As we fancy God to be, so shall we become ourselves.  If we believe that God cares little for mankind, we shall care less and less for them ourselves.  If we believe that God neglects them, we shall neglect them likewise.

And then the sense of justice—­justice for its own sake, justice as the likeness and will of God—­will die out in us, and our souls will surely not live, but die.

For there will die out in our hearts, just the most noble and God-like feelings which God has put into them.  The instinct of chivalry; horror of cruelty and injustice; pity for the weak and ill-used; the longing to set right whatever is wrong; and, what is even more important, the Spirit of godly fear, of wholesome terror of God’s wrath, which makes us say, when we hear of any great and general sin among us, ’If we do not do our best to set this right, then God, who does not make men like creeping things, will take the matter into His own hands, and punish us easy, luxurious people, for allowing such things to be done.’

And when a man loses that spirit of chivalry, he loses his own soul.  For that spirit of chivalry, let worldlings say what they will, is the very spirit of our spirit, the salt which keeps our characters from utter decay—­the very instinct which raises us above the selfishness of the brute.  Yea, it is the Spirit of God Himself.  For what is the feeling of horror at wrong, of pity for the wronged, of burning desire to set wrong right, save the Spirit of the Father and the Son, the Spirit which brought down the Lord Jesus out of the highest heaven, to stoop, to serve, to suffer and to die, that He might seek and save that which was lost?

Some say that the age of chivalry is past:  that the spirit of romance is dead.  The age of chivalry is never past, as long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth, and a man or woman left to say, ‘I will redress that wrong, or spend my life in the attempt.’

The age of chivalry is never past, as long as men have faith enough in God to say, ’God will help me to redress that wrong; or if not me, surely he will help those that come after me.  For His eternal will is, to overcome evil with good.’

The spirit of romance will never die, as long as there is a man left to see that the world might and can be better, happier, wiser, fairer in all things, than it is now.  The spirit of romance will never die, as long as a man has faith in God to believe that the world will actually be better and fairer than it is now; as long as men have faith, however weak, to believe in the romance of all romances; in the wonder of all wonders; in that, of which all poets’ dreams have been but childish hints, and dumb forefeelings—­even