Laws from Heaven for Life on Earth.

 

 

 

 

                       ILLUSTRATIONS

 

 

                                             OF THE

 

     BOOK OF PROVERBS.

 

 

 

 

                                               BY THE

               REV. WILLIAM ARNOT,

                                ST. PETER’S FREE CHURCH, GLASGOW.

 

 

 

 

                                            Second Series.

                                                  Vol. 2

 

 

 

 

 

                                              LONDON:

             T. NELSON AND SONS, PATERNOSTER ROW;

                             EDINBURGH; AND NEW YORK.

                                           MDCCCLVIII.

                                                 1858

 


                          TO THE READER.

 

WHILE, as a series of practical comments upon texts selected

from a Book of Scripture, the two volumes now published

constitute one whole; yet, from the nature of the sub-

jects, and the manner in which they have been treated,

each is complete in itself, and independent of the other.

For the sake of those who may see this volume first, or

this volume only, the explanatory note which was pre-

fixed to the former volume is reprinted here:—

 

            These Illustrations of the Proverbs are not critical, continuous,

exhaustive. The comments, in imitation of the text, are intended to

be brief, practical, miscellaneous, isolated. The reader may, however,

perceive a principle of unity running through the whole, if he take

his stand at the outset on the writer's view-point—a desire to lay the

Christian System along the surface of common life, without removing

it from its foundations in the doctrines of Grace. The authority of

the instructions must be divine: the form transparently human.

Although the lessons should, with a pliant familiarity, lay themselves

along the line of men's thoughts and actions, they will work no deli-

verance, unless redeeming love be everywhere the power to press

them in. On the other hand, although evangelical doctrine be con-

sistently maintained throughout, the teaching will come short of its

purpose unless it go right into every crevice of a corrupt heart, and

perseveringly double every turn of a crooked path. Without "the

love wherewith He loved us" as our motive power, we cannot reach

 


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for healing any of the deeper ailments of the world: but having such

a power within our reach, we should not leave it dangling in the air;

we should bring it down, and make it bear on every sorrow that

afflicts, and every sin that defiles humanity. The two extremes to

be avoided are, abstract, unpractical speculation, and shallow, power-

less, heathen morality; the one a soul without a body, the other a

body without a soul—the one a ghost, the other a carcass. The aim

is, to be doctrinal without losing our hold of earth, and practical

without losing our hold of heaven.

            Most certain it is that if the Church at any period, or any portion

of the Church, has fallen into either of these extremes, it has been

her own fault; for the Bible, her standard, is clear from both impu-

tations. Christ is its subject and its substance. His word is like

Himself. It is of heaven, but it lays itself closely around the life

of men. Such is the Bible; and such, in their own place and mea-

sure, should our expositions of it be.

            Had our object been a critical exposition of the Book, it would

have been our duty to devote the larger share of our attention to the

more difficult parts. But our aim from first to last has been more to

apply the obvious than to elucidate the obscure, and the selection of

texts has been determined accordingly. As there is diversity of gifts,

there should be division of labour. While scientific inquirers re-exa-

mine the joints of the machine, and demonstrate anew the principles

of its construction, it may not be amiss that a workman should set

the machine a-going, and try its effects on the affairs of life.

 

                                                                                                   W. A.

 

 

 


                                        CONTENTS

                                                                                                                              PAGE

I.     THE ALL-SEEING                                                                                            9

II.    A WHOLESOME TONGUE                                                                             23

III.   MIRTH A MEDICINE                                                                                       30

IV.   TASTES DIFFER                                                                                               37

V.    HUMILITY BEFORE HONOUR                                                                     46

VI.   THE MAKER AND THE BREAKER OF A FAMILY’S PEACE                  51

VII.  THE FALSE BALANCE DETECTED BY THE TRUE                                  59

VIII. MERCY AND TRUTH                                                                                     68

IX.    PROVIDENCE                                                                                                 74

X.     WISDOM AND WEALTH—THEIR COMPARATIVE WORTH                88

XL    THE HIGHWAY OF THE UPRIGHT                                                            93

XII.   THE WELL-SPRING OF LIFE                                                                      99

XIII.   THE CRUELTY OF FOOLS                                                                          104

XIV.   FRIENDSHIP                                                                                                 116

XV.    THE BIAS ON THE SIDE OF SELF                                                             126

XVI.   A WIFE                                                                                                           131

XVII.  ANGER                                                                                                           142

XVIII.  A POOR MAN IS BETTER THAN A LIAR                                                147

XIX.    THE DECEITFULNESS OF STRONG DRINK                                          152

XX.     THE SLUGGARD SHALL COME TO WANT                                           164

XXI.    WISDOM MODEST, FOLLY OBTRUSIVE                                              170

XXII.    TWO WITNESSES—THE HEARING EAR/THE SEEING EYE             175

XXIII.   BUYERS AND SELLERS                                                                          187

 


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                                                                                                                                    PAGE

XXIV.   A GOOD NAME                                                                                         195

XXV.    THE RICH AND THE POOR MEET TOGETHER                                   200

XXVI.   HIDING-PLACES FOR THE PRUDENT                                                 205

XXVII.  EDUCATION                                                                                              209

XXVIII. THE BONDAGE OF THE BORROWER                                                 228

XXIX.    CONVENIENT FOOD                                                                               237

XXX.      THE RIGHTS OF MAN                                                                            244

XXXI.     A FAITHFUL FATHER                                                                            256

XXXII.    THE PROSPERITY OF THE WICKED                                                  268

XXXIII.   A BROTHER'S KEEPER                                                                         273

XXXIV.   PIETY AND PATRIOTISM                                                                     282

XXIV.      THE SLUGGARD’S GARDEN                                                               290

XXXVI.   MONARCHS—UNDER GOD AND OVER MAN                               296

XXXVII.  A FAITHFUL MESSENGER                                                                  303

XXVIII.   THE FIRE THAT MELTS AN ENEMY                                                  309

XXXIX.   A TIME TO FROWN AND A TIME TO SMILE                                   317

XL.          COLD WATERS TO THE THIRSTY SOUL                                           323

XLI.         AN IMPURE APPETITE SEEKS IMPURE FOOD                               328

XLII.        NOW, OR TO-MORROW                                                                      333

XLIII.      THE COUNTENANCE OF A FRIEND                                                   342

XLIV.      CONSCIENCE                                                                                          348

XLV.       SIN COVERED AND SIN CONFESSED                                               353

XLVI.      THE FEAR OF MAN BRINGETH A SNARE                                        366

XLVII.     PHILOSOPHY AND FAITH                                                                   379

XLVIII.    LEMUEL AND HIS MOTHER                                                               392

XLIX.      A HEROINE                                                                                              397

L.             FAITH AND OBEDIENCE—WORK AND REST                                 407

 

 

 

 

 

 


                      ILLUSTRATIONS

 

                                    OF THE

 

       BOOK OF PROVERBS.

 

 

 

 

                                            I.

 

 

                               THE ALL-SEEING.

 

 

"The eyes of the Lord are in every place, beholding the evil and the good. Hell

and destruction are before the Lord: how much more then the hearts of

the children of men?"—PROVERBS xv. 3, 11.

 

 

THE omniscience of God is usually considered a funda-

mental doctrine of natural religion. Nobody denies it.

Infidelity in this department is acted, not spoken. Specu-

lative unbelievers are wont, in a free and easy way, to

set down at least a very large proportion of the existing

Christian profession to the credit of hypocrisy. Hypo-

crite is a disreputable name, and most men would rather

impute it to a neighbour than acknowledge it their own:

but it is one thing to repudiate the word, and another to

be exempt from the thing which it signifies. That weed

seems to grow as freely on the soil of natural religion as

in the profession of Christian faith. A man may be a

 


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hypocrite although he abjures the Bible. Most of those

who reject a written revelation profess to learn from the

volume of creation that a just God is everywhere pre-

sent, beholding the evil and the good; but what disciple

of Nature lives consistently with even his own short

creed?

            The doctrine of the divine omniscience, although owned

and argued for by men's lips, is neglected or resisted in

their lives. The unholy do not like to have a holy Eye

ever open over them, whatever their profession may be.

If fallen men, apart from the one Mediator, say or think

that the presence of God is pleasant to them, it is because

they have radically mistaken either their own character

or his. They have either falsely lifted up their own

attainments, or falsely dragged down the standard of the

Judge.

            Atheism is the inner spirit of all the guilty, until they

be reconciled through the blood of the cross. All image

worship, whether heathen or Romish, is Atheism incarnate.

The idol is a body which men, at Satan's bidding, prepare

for their own enmity against God. The gods many and

lords many that thickly strew the path of humanity over

time, are the product ever and anon thrown off by the

desperate wriggle of the guilty to escape from the look

of an all-seeing Eye, and so be permitted to do their deeds

in congenial darkness. When spiders stretched their webs

across the eylids of Jupiter, notwithstanding all the efforts

that Greek sculpture had put forth to make the image

awful, the human worshipper would hide, without scruple,

in his heart the thoughts which he did not wish his deity

 


                     THE ALL-SEEING.                               11

 

to know. It was even an express tenet of the heathen

superstitions that the authority of the gods was partial

and local. One who was dreadful on the hills might be

safely despised in the valleys. In this feature, as in all

others, the Popish idolatry, imitative rather than inven-

tive, follows the rut in which the ancient current ran.

Particular countries and classes of persons are assigned to

particular saints. With puerile perseverance, the whole

surface of the earth and the whole course of the year

have been mapped and appropriated, so that you cannot

plant a pin point either in time or space without touch-

ing the territory of some Romish god or goddess. In

this way the ignorant devotee practically escapes from

the conviction of an omniscient Witness. "Divide and

conquer" is the maxim of the enemy when he tries to

deaden or destroy that sense of divine inspection which

seems to spring native in the human mind When he

cannot persuade a man that there is no such witness, he

persuades him, as the next best, that there are a thousand.

When a man will not profess to have no god, the same

end is accomplished by giving him many.

            We sometimes feel and express surprise that rational

beings should degrade themselves by worshipping blind,

dumb idols, which their own hands have made; but it is

precisely because the idols are blind and dumb that men

are willing to worship them. A god or a saint that

should really cast the glance of a pure eye into the con-

science of the worshipper would not long be held in

repute. The grass would grow again round that idol's

shrine. A seeing god would not do: the idolater wants

 


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a blind one. The first cause of idolatry is a desire in an

impure heart to escape from the look of the living God,

and none but a dead image would serve the turn.

            From history and experience it appears that idolaters

prefer to have an image that looks like life, provided

always that it be not living. A real omniscience they

will not endure; but a mimic omniscience pleases the

fancy, and rocks the conscience into a sounder sleep. In

the present generation the Romish craftsmen have tasked

their ingenuity to make the eyes of their pictured saints

move upon the canvass. The eyeball of a certain saint

rolled, or seemed to roll, in its dusky colouring within

the dimly-lighted aisle, and great was the effect on the

devotions of the multitude. In places where Protestant

truth has not shorn their superstition of its grosser out-

growths, the procession of the Fete Dieu is garnished

with a huge goggle eye, carried aloft upon a pole, moved

in its socket by strings and pulleys, and ticketed "The

Omniscient." This becomes an object of great attraction

in the crowd. In one aspect it is more childish than

any child's play; but in another aspect a melancholy

seriousness pervades it. This hideous mimicry of omni-

science is an elaborate effort to weave a veil under which

an unclean conscience may comfortably hide from the eye

of God. After all the darkening and distorting effects of

sin, there lies in the deep of a human soul an appetite

for the knowledge of God, which, when it can do no

more, stirs now and then, and troubles the man. It is

the art of Antichrist to lie on the watch for that blind

hunger when first it begins to stir, and throw into its

 


                            THE ALL-SEEING.                         13

 

opening mouth heaps of swine-food husks, to gorge and

lay it, lest it should seek and get the bread of life.

            This is the grosser method, which grosser natures adopt

to destroy within themselves the sense of divine omni-

science. There is another way running off in an opposite

direction,—more refined, indeed, but equally atheistic,

more manly, but not more godly, than the crowded Pan-

theon of ancient or modern Rome. This other road to rest

is Pantheism. If there is speculation in an age, it becomes

restive under the thick clay of image-worship. There is a

spirit which will not endure a material idol, and yet is not

the spirit of God. Dagon falls, and the philosophers make

sport of his dishonoured stump. Instead of making a little

ugly idol for themselves, they adopt a great and glorious one

made to their hands. God, they say, is the soul of Nature;

and Nature therefore is the only god whom they desire or

need. Sea, earth, air,—flowers, trees, and living crea-

tures, including man, —the creatures in the aggregate,—

the universe is God. In this way they contrive to heal

over the wound which the sense of an omniscient Eye

makes in an unclean conscience. It is the personality of

God that stings the flesh of the alienated. It is easier

to deal with Nature in her majestic movements than with

the Self of the Holy One. Nature heaves in the sea, and

sighs in the wind, and blossoms in the flowers, and bleats

on the pastures. Nature glides gently round in her

gigantic orbit, and stoops not to notice the thoughts and

words of a human being. He may live as he lists, al-

though Nature is there. Philosophy compels him to reject

the paltry, tangible, local gods of all the superstitions.

 


14                  THE ALL-SEEING.

 

Reason constrains him to own the universality of the

Creator's presence. The problem in his mind is, how to

conceive of the Lord's eyes being in every place, and yet

indifferent to sin. In order to accomplish this, the per-

sonal, with its pungency, must be discharged from the

idea of God. This done, the great idol, though more

sublime, is not a whit more troublesome than the little

one. The creature, whether great or small, whether God's

hand-work or man's, cannot be a god to an intelligent,

immortal human soul. Neither the idolater's stock nor

the philosopher's universe has an eye to follow a trans-

gressor into those Chambers where he commits his abomi-

nations in the dark; but in every place "our God is a

consuming fire" upon a sin-stained conscience. The dark-

ness and the light are both alike to him (Ps. cxxxix 12).

            "In every place" our hearts and lives are open in the

sight of Him with, whom we have to do. The proposi-

tion is absolutely universal. We must beware, however,

lest that feature of the word which should make it power-

ful only render it to us indefinite and meaningless. Man's

fickle mind treats universal truths that come from heaven

as the eye treats the visible heaven itself. At a distance

from the observer all around, the blue canopy seems to

descend and lean upon the earth, but where he stands it is

far above, out of his sight. It touches not him at all; and

when he goes forward to the line where now it seems to

touch other men, he finds it still far above, and the point

which applies to this lower world is as distant as ever.

Heavenly truth, like heaven, seems to touch all the world

around, but not his own immediate sphere, or himself, its

 


                          THE ALL-SEEING.                         15

 

centre. The grandest truths are practically lost in this

way when they are left whole. We must rightly divide

the word, and let the bits come into every crook of our

own character. Besides the assent to general truth, there

must be specific personal application. A man may own

omniscience, and yet live without God in the world.

            The house of prayer is one important place on earth,

and the eyes of the Lord are there when the great con-

gregation has assembled, and the solemn worship has begun.

He seeth not as man seeth. Thoughts are visible to Him.

Oh! what sights these pure eyes behold in that place!

If our eyes could see them, a scream of surprise would

rend the air.  "Son of man, hast thou seen what the

ancients of the house of Israel do in the dark, every man

in the chambers of his imagery? for they say, The Lord

seeth us not; the Lord hath forsaken the earth" (Ezek.

viii. 12). Take your place beside a hive of bees in a

summer day at noon, and watch the busy traffickers.

The outward-bound brush quickly past the heavy-laden

incomers in the narrow passage. They flow like two

opposite streams of water in the same channel, without

impeding each other's motions. Every one is in haste:

none tarries for a neighbour. Such a hive is a human

heart, and the swarm of winged thoughts which harbour

there maintain an intercourse with all the world in con-

stant circulation, while the man sits among the worship-

pers still, and upright, and steady, as a bee-hive upon its

pedestal. The thoughts that issue from their home in

that human heart, bold like robbers in the dark, over-

leap the fences of holiness, suck at will every flower that

 


16                   THE ALL-SEEING.

 

they reckon sweet, and return to deposit their gatherings

in the owner's cup. The eyes of the Lord are there,

beholding the evil.

            The family is His own work, and He does not desert

it. His eyes are open there, to see how father and

mother entwine authority and love, a twofold cord, at

once to curb the children's waywardness and lead them

in the paths of peace; how children obey their parents

in the Lord; how a sister employs that gentleness

whereby God has made woman great, to soothe and win

the robuster brother; how a brother proffers the arm that

the Almighty has made strong, a support for a mother

or a sister in her weakness to lean upon; how masters

become fathers to their servants, and servants lighten

their labour by infusing into its dull heavy body the

inspiring soul of love. In the family, the place where

all these bonds unite, and all these relations circulate,

are the eyes of the Lord its Maker:  let all its members

"walk as seeing Him who is invisible."

            In the street, in the counting-house, in the shop, in

the factory, these eyes ever are. God does not forget

and forsake a man when he rises from his knees and

plunges into business; the man, therefore, should not

then and there forget and forsake God.

            In the tavern, when its doors are shut and its table

spread,—when the light is brilliant and the laugh loud,—

when the cup circulates and the head swims,—in that

place are the eyes of the Lord, and they are like a flame

of fire. It would be a salutary though a painful experi-

ence, if the eyes of these time-killers were opened but for

 


                        THE ALL-SEEING.                              17

 

a moment to meet the look of their omniscient Witness,

before he become their almighty Judge.

            But the eyes of the Lord are bent on this world, to

behold the good as well as the evil that grows there. Is

there any place among pits thorns and thistles which bears

fruit pleasant to the eyes of its Maker? Yes; there are

fields which he cultivates (1 Cor. iii. 9), and trees which

he plants (Isa. v. 3). On these places his eye rests

with complacency, beholding the growth of his own

grace. One of the places that attract the Redeemer's

eye is a shady avenue where a youth saunters alone on

a summer eve, communing with his own heart, grieving

over its detected backslidings, and breathing a prayer

for reconciliation and renewing. That angular recess in

the ivy-covered rock, dark in daylight by the thickness

of the leafy shade,—that is a place to which the Lord's

eye turns intent; for thither, when the fire burned, the

penitent turned aside unseen; and there he "wept and

made supplication, and prevailed," nor parted from the

place, nor let the Angel of the Covenant go, until he had

gotten a whole Saviour for his soul, and surrendered his

whole soul to the Saviour. This tree of righteousness is

the planting of the Lord. By its freshness and fruitful-

ness he is glorified. The new creation is at least as lovely

in the Creator's eye as the old one was before it was

marred by sin. In that ransomed captive the Redeemer

"shall see of the travail of his soul and shall be satisfied."

            "Hell and destruction are before the Lord; how much

more then the hearts of the children of men?" This

terrible truth these hearts secretly know, and their despe-

 


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rate writhings to shake it off show how much they dis-

like it. The Romish confessional is one of the most

pregnant facts in the whole history of man. It is a

monument and measure of the guilty creature's enmity

against God. We know authoritatively from their own

books what Rome expects her priests to do in the con-

fessional, and history gives some glimpses of what they

actually do. We have felt the glow of indignation in

our breast as we learned how the confessor fastens like

a home-leech on his victim, and how the victim, like a

charmed bird, abandons itself to the tyrant's will. We

have heard how a full-aged unmarried man explores at

will the half-formed thoughts that flutter in the bosom of

a maid, and rudely rakes up the secrets that lie the deep-

est in the memory of a matron. We have wondered at

the blindness and stupidity of our common nature, in

permitting a man, not more holy than his neighbours, to

stand in the place of God to a brother's soul. There is

cause for grief, but not ground for surprise. The pheno-

menon proceeds in the way of natural law. It is the

common, well understood process of compounding for the

security of the whole, by the voluntary surrender of a

part. The confessional is a kind of insurance office, where

periodical exposure of the heart to a man is the premium

paid for fancied impunity in hiding that heart altogether

from the deeper scrutiny of the all-seeing God. Popish

transgressors have no particular delight in confession for

its own sake. Confession to the priest is felt and dreaded

as an evil. The devout often need spurring to make

them come. And when they come, it is on the principle

 


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of submitting to the less evil in order to escape the

greater.

            The incoming of the Heart Searcher is feared and loathed,

like a deadly and contagious disease. A quack comes up,

and by dint of bold profession, persuades the trembler

that voluntary inoculation with the same disease in a

milder form will secure exemption from the terrible reality.

The guilty, although he does not like to have his con-

science searched,—because he does not like to have his

conscience searched, submits to the searching of his con-

science. The pretending penitent accepts the scrutiny by

a man, in the hope of escaping thereby the scrutiny of

God. The impudent empiric tells his patient that if he

submit to inoculation, the small-pox will never come.

Behold "the human nature of the question;" behold the

philosophy of the confessional.

            It is in principle the old question of the heathen,—

"Shall I give the fruit of my body for the sin of my

soul?" (Mic. vi. 7.)  It is not, however, the fruit of the

body that is offered, for they do not make their children

pass through the fire to Moloch now; the spiritual chas-

tity of the soul is laid down as the price of impunity for

sin. God made the human soul for himself. It is vilest

prostitution to abandon it to the authoritative search of

a sinful man. Yet this unnatural sacrifice is made, this

galling yoke is worn, in the vain hope of shutting out the

eyes of the Lord from one place of his own world.

            But what fearful dilemma have we here? The Holiest

changeth not when He comes a visitant to a human

heart. He is the same there that he is in the highest

 


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heaven. He cannot look upon sin; and how can a

human heart welcome Him into its secret chambers?  

How can the blazing fire welcome in the quenching

water.  It is easy to commit to memory the seemly

prayer of an ancient penitent, "Search me, O God, and

know my heart; try me, and know my thoughts" (Ps.

cxxxix. 23). The dead letters, worn smooth by frequent

use, may drop freely from callous lips, leaving no sense

of scalding on the conscience; and yet, truth of God

though they are, they may be turned into a lie in the

act of utterance. The prayer is not true, although it is

borrowed from the Bible, if the suppliant invite the All-

seeing in, and yet would give a thousand worlds, if he

had them, to keep him out for ever.

            Christ has declared the difficulty, and solved it: "I am

the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto

the Father, but by me" (John xiv. 6). When the Son has

made a sinner free, he is free indeed. The dear child, par-

doned and reconciled, loves and longs for the Father's pre-

sence. What! is there neither spot nor wrinkle now upon

the man, that he dares to challenge inspection by the

Omniscient, and to offer his heart as Jehovah's dwelling-

place?  He is not yet so pure; and well he knows it.

The groan is bursting yet from his broken heart:  "O

wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the

body of this death?" (Rom. vii. 24.) Many stains defile

him yet; but he loathes them now, and longs to be free.

The difference between an unconverted and a converted

man is not that the one has sins and the other has none;

but that the one takes part with his cherished sins against

 


                           THE ALL-SEEING.                           21

 

a dreaded God, and the other takes part with a reconciled

God against his hated sins. He is out with his former

friends, and in with his former adversary. Conversion is a

turning, and it is one turning only, but it produces simul-

taneously and necessarily two distinct effects. Whereas

his face was to his sins and his back to God, his face is

now to God and his back toward his sins. This one

turning, with its twofold result, is in Christ the Mediator,

and through the work of the Spirit.

            As long as God is my enemy, I am his. I have no

more power to change that condition than the polished

surface has to refrain from reflecting the sunlight that

falls upon it. It is God's love, from the face of Jesus

shining into my dark heart, that makes my heart open,

and delight to be his dwelling-place. The eye of the just

Avenger I cannot endure to be in this place of sin; but the

eye of the compassionate Physician I shall gladly admit

into this place of disease, for he came from heaven to

earth that he might heal such sin-sick souls as mine.

When a disciple desires to be searched by the living God,

he does not thereby intimate that there are no sins in him

to be discovered: he intimates rather that his foes are so

many and so lively, that nothing can subdue them except

the presence and power of God.

 


22               A WHOLESOME TONGUE.

 

 

                                        II.

 

 

                    A WHOLESOME TONGUE.

 

       "A wholesome tongue is a tree of life."—xv. 4.

 

 

NOT a silent tongue: mere abstinence from evil is not

good. The beasts that perish speak no guile; what do

ye more than they? The tongue of man is a talent given

by God, and the commandment, “Occupy till I come,” is

deeply graven in its wondrous structure. He who hides

his talent in the earth is counted wicked and slothful.

The servant vainly pleads that it was not employed for

evil: the Master righteously condemns because it was not

employed for good. Idleness is evil under the adminis-

tration of God.—Not a smooth tongue: it may be soft

on the surface, while the poison of asps lies cherished

underneath. "The mouth of a strange woman is smoother

than oil." A serpent licks his victim all over before he

swallows it. Smoothness is not an equivalent for truth.

—Not a voluble tongue: that active member may labour

much to little purpose. It may revolve with the rapidity

and steadiness of manufacturing machinery, throwing off

from morning till night a continuous web of wordage, and

yet not add one grain to the stock of human wisdom by

the imposing bulk of its weightless product.—Not a sharp

tongue: some instruments are made keen-edged for the

purpose of wounding. "There is that speaketh like the

 


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piercings of a sword", (Prov. xii. 18). The wrath of man

worketh not the righteousness of God. A great apostle

used sharpness, and so did his Lord before him; but un-

less we partake of their spirit, we cannot safely imitate

their plan. He would need to have a loving heart and

a steady hand who ventures to cut with a sharp tongue

into the quick of a brother's nature.—Not even a true

tongue: truth is the foundation of all good in speech,

but it is the foundation only. Wanting truth, there is

only evil; but even with it there may be little of good.

Truth is necessary, but not enough. The true tongue

must also be wholesome.

            Before anything can be wholesome in its effects on

others, it must be whole in itself.  The tongue must be

itself in health before it can diffuse a healthful influence

around. But our tongue, as an instrument of moral

agency, is diseased. It is in the human constitution the

chief outgate from the heart, and the heart of the fallen

is not in health. The scripture of the Old Testament

quoted by Paul in the New, declares, with memorable

pungency, that it is corrupt and corrupting:  "Their

throat is an open sepulchre; with their tongues they

have used deceit" (Rom. iii. 13). Government, watch-

ing over the health of the nation, will not permit a grave

to lie open. Because there is putridity in its heart, its

mouth must be closed. The throat of a grave, if left

open, would breathe forth pestilence. Alas! the moral

disease is pouring out moral infection, and no government

can stay the plague. Every corrupt heart is generating

the poison, and every unwholesome tongue is a vent for

 


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its escape. The air is tainted. Men both give out and

draw in corruption like breath.

            Parents who wisely love their children greatly dread

unwholesome tongues. Sometimes they are in great

straits as to the path of duty. They cannot take the

young out of the world, and yet they are afraid to send

them into it. When a father hears a torrent of polluting

words from a foul tongue on the street, or in a public

conveyance, and returns home to look upon his little boy,

ignorant as yet of full-grown wickedness, he could almost

wish that his child were deaf, and so shielded on one side

from the great adversary's onset. If the wish were law-

ful, you would be inclined to say, Let his ear be open to the

song of birds and the murmur of streams, to the rushing

of the winds and the roll of the thunder; but let him not

hear the voice of man until he hear it new in the kingdom

of the Father—until it burst forth wholesome from the

ranks of the redeemed round the throne, where they vie

with the unfallen in praising the same Lord.

            But this cannot be. We and our children are in the

world, and the world teems with evil. In particular, it

is like a lazar-house because of unwholesome tongues.

Hear from the Apostle James a faithful description of the

danger:  "The tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity:

it defileth the whole body, and setteth on fire the course

of nature; and it is set on fire of hell. It is an

unruly evil, full of deadly poison" (James iii. 6, 8). One

would think that parents, in view of such a pestilence

abounding, would not be in haste to "bring out" their

children at a tender age into the region of infection.

 


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True love would rather shield them as long as possible

from the inevitable contact, and in the meantime move

heaven and earth to have the shield of faith interposed

between the tender conscience of the child and the fiery

darts of the wicked one.

            Dogs licked the sores of Lazarus as he lay at the rich

man's gate, and the poor cripple reaped a benefit from

their kindness. The dumb brute has a wholesome tongue,

and an instinct that prompts him to use it. Would that

his master's tongue were as soft, and its touch as sooth-

ing!  The best things, corrupted and misapplied, become

the most mischievous. Our tongue is fearfully and won-

derfully made!  Great is its capacity for hurt or for heal-

ing. If it were attuned to the praise of God, it would be

a medicine for the sufferings of men. If Christians were

like Christ, they would be more happy and more useful.  

He spake as never man spike. When men had sunk

helpless in a deadly disease, "He sent his word and healed

them." For a wounded spirit there is no medicine like

love-drops distilling from a wholesome tongue: even

where they fail to heal, the wound, they will soothe the

sufferer, and so lighten his pain. A high place in the

sight of God and man has the physician who remains on

the battle-field after the conquering host has passed on,

tending indiscriminately wounded friends and wounded

foes; or who plies his task in a plague-stricken city,

entering every house where a chalk-mark on the door in-

dicates that the infection is within. His is an honourable

work. Angels, eyeing him as they pass, might envy him

the work which he has got in the service of the common

 


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Lord. But every one of us might attain a rank as high,

and do a work as beneficent.  If broken limbs lie not in

our way, broken spirits abound in our neighbourhood.

Sick hearts are rife on the edges of our daily walk.

Although we lack the skill necessary to cure a bodily

ailment, we may all exercise the art of healing on diseases

that are more deeply set. A loving heart and a whole-

some tongue are a sufficient apparatus; and the instincts

of a renewed nature should be ever ready to apply them

in the time and place of need.

            The tongue, when it is whole and wholesome, "is a

tree of life." In a former chapter (x. 11) the similitude

employed was a well; but whether the manner of the

diffusion be like a well sending forth its streams, or like

a tree scattering its ripened fruit, the influence diffused

from a good man is "life."  The product which issues

by the tongue from a renewed heart is healthful in its

character, and it spreads as seed spreads.  In autumn from

the plant on which it grew. "Winged words" have

fluttered about in poetry and prose through all the lan-

guages of the civilized world from old Homer's day till

now. The permanence and prevalence of the expression

prove that it embodies a recognised truth. Words have

wings indeed, but they are the wings of seeds rather than

of birds or butterflies. We are all accustomed to observe

in autumn multitudes of diminutive seeds, each balanced

on its own tiny wing, floating past on the breeze. Some

of these have fallen from useful plants, and some from

hurtful weeds; but the impartial wind bears the good

and the evil alike forward to their destiny. Some plants

 


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are prolific almost beyond the reach of arithmetic or of

imagination. These countless multitudes are scattered

indiscriminately over all the land. Words are like these

seeds, in their varied character, their measureless multi-

tude, and their winged speed. They drop off in incon-

ceivable numbers: they fly far: they are widely spread.

It is of deep importance that they should in their nature

be good, and not evil. The tongue is a prolific tree;

it concerns the whole community that it should be a

tree of life, and not of death. Considering the in-

fluence of our words on the world, what manner of

persons ought we to be in all holy conversation and

godliness!

            In modern times the art of printing has given wings

to human words in a measure that seems to vie even

with the fecundity of nature. The quantity thus carried

is such as to baffle all our powers of description or con-

ception. But in the department of art, as in that of

nature, there is great variety in the character of the seed,

and a terrible impartiality in the law of diffusion. When

the evil seed is permitted to grow, the wings are at hand

to carry it across the world. It is the part of those who

love their kind, and desire to see this sin-cursed earth

become a paradise again, to keep down the growth of

noxious seed, and cultivate the better kinds. The quan-

tity of vain and hurted words that are flying across the

world on printed pages is enough to make us tremble for

the coming generation. But to stand and tremble in

presence of the danger is neither useful nor manful.

When we hear of unwholesome words being sent week

 


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after week by the ton-weight to the principal reservoirs

in the large cities, and thence by various channels distri-

buted over all the land, we should indeed be aroused to

take the measure of the crisis, but not lose heart or hand

at the discovery of its magnitude. Christians should take

heart and hope. We have words and wings for them as

well as those who are against us. We have precious

seed in our hands, and a world to spread it on. Our

Father in heaven expects us to labour on his field. We

have a good Master and pleasant work. In the labour of

laying the words on these pages we are cheered by the

thought that we are in the very act of attaching wings

to the living seed of saving truth, that it may be cast on

the winds at a venture, and borne way, under the direc-

tion of an all-wise Providence, to some needy, desert

place. As we frame these sentences, we are like a humble

artisan in his work-shop, fashioning wings for the word of

righteousness. We are encouraged to pray, as they pass

from our hands, that on these wings that word may be

borne far beyond our sight, and that it may drop, in

Indian jungle, or Australian mine, or American backwood,

on some lone exile, and find entrance into the weary

broken heart which at home in prosperity had been

always hard and closed.

            Ye who love the Lord and the brethren, wing the seed

and give it to the wind. It is God's gift, and is in his

keeping. When it goes out of your sight, plead with

Him who employs the winds as his angels to guide it to

some bare but broken ground. While you pray for the

fruitfulness of what has already been scattered, work to

 


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