more; those who have helped to fill its mansions shall possess many heavens in one. In proportion to the number they have brought to Christ, they shall multiply their joys-the joys which eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, and which entereth not into the heart of man to conceive. In this arrangement I observe again

Did Moses occupy a

aloft on a rock amid

The honor conferred on man. noble position when he stood the dying Israelites, and there, the central figure of the camp, on whom all eyes were turned, raised that serpent, to look on which was life? Nobler still his attitude and office, who, with his foot on this dying world, lifts up the cross-"Jesus Christ and him crucified"—that, whosoever looketh and believeth on him, might not perish, but have everlasting life. Give me the bleeding Saviour, make me the instrument of converting a single soul, and I grudge not Moses his

piece of brass;" nor envy him the honor of saving a thousand lives, that are now all quenched in death. Great honor to the memory of the mighty men who swept like a hurricane through the camp of the Philistines, and, cleaving their way through opposing foes, drew the water of Bethlehem for their king; yet, rather than be one of David's mighty men, it would content me to be one of Christ's humblest, and hold the cup of life to a pauper's lips. All honor to the prophet who went up to heaven in a chariot of fire; but nobler still his departure, who, as he ascends to glory, leaves spiritual sons behind him to weep by the cast-off mantle of his flesh, and cry, "My father, my father, the chariots of Israel and the horsemen thereof!" What honors does this world offer? what stars, what jeweled honours flash on her swelling breast, to be

for one moment compared with those which they win on earth, and wear in heaven, who have turned souls from darkness to light-from the cursed power of Satan to the living God? Each soul a gem in their crown, they that have turned many to righteousness shall shine with the brightness of the firmament, as the stars, for ever and ever. How has the hope of this touched, as with fire, the preacher's lips, sustained his heart, held up prayer's weary hands, and proved an ample recompense for those scanty rewards which God's servants too often received at the hands of men, for the penury which has embittered, and the hardships which have pressed on their lot! Their master was rejected and despised of men-a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief, and the disciple being no better than his Lord, they have shared in his sufferings. But, if fellow-sufferers, they are fellow-laborers with Christ— his associates in the noblest work beneath the sun. Despised as the teacher of the Gospel may be, the apostle raises him to an eminence from which he may contemplate this world, with all its grandeur and glory, rolling away into dark oblivion. Viewed in the light of eternity, the church stands on a loftier elevation than the palace, and the pulpit offers man a grander position than the throne of empires. To ministers of the Gospel belongs the high pre-eminence of being able to say, "we are fellow-laborers with God;" and, with such an associate--in such lofty company, devoting his life to such a cause-no wonder that Paul confronted a skeptic, sneering, scoffing world, and bravely said, "I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Christ."

I am anxious that you should understand that the honors that I have spoken of are not reserved for pulpits. The youth who, finding Sabbath rest in Chris

tian labors, holds his Sabbath-class; the mother, with her children grouped around her, sweet solemnity sitting in her face, and the Bible resting on her knee; the friend who deals faithfully with another's soul; any man who kindly takes a poor sinner by the hand, and seeking to conduct him to the Saviour, says, "Come with us, and we will do you good;" "Arise, for we have seen the land, and behold it is very good;" these, not less than ministers of the Gospel, are fellow-laborers with God. Think not that this noblest work is our exclusive privilege, nor stand back as if you had neither right nor call to set to your hand. What although in the church you hold no rank? No more does the private who wears neither stripes on his arm nor epaulettes on his shoulder; but although a private, may he not die for the colors which it is not his privilege to carry? If it is not his business to train recruits, it is his business, and shall be his reward to enlist them. Now to this office, to recruit the ranks of the cross, the Gospel calls you-calls all-calls the meanest soldier in the army of the faith. "The Spirit and the bride say come." But more than they should call. Where sinners are perishing, where opportunity offers, where a door is open, where the rule, "Let all things be done decently and in order," is not outraged and violated-call it preaching if you choose, but in God's name let hearers preach. Has God gifted any with power to speak of Christ? Then, with such high interests at stake, from forms which churches, not their Head—man, not God, has established, we say, "loose him and let him go." "Let him that heareth say come, and let him that is athirst come; and whosoever will, let him take of the water of life freely."

Thou art a "son of man:" you bear the prophet's title,

whatsoever otherwise you may be. Let me call you to the prophet's office. The Master hath need-much need of you. Thousands, tens of thousands, are dying in their sins. Although every minister were as a flaming fire in the service of his God, every bishop were a Latimer, every reformer were a Knox, every preacher were a Whitefield, every missionary were a Martyn, the work is greater than ministers can accomplish; and if men will not submit that the interests of nations and the success of armies shall be sacrificed to routine and forms of office, much less should these be tolerated where the cause of souls is at stake. I say, therefore, to every Christian, "the Master hath need" of you. Take a living, loving interest in souls. Don't leave them to perish. It may be the duty of others permanently and formally to instruct, but it is yours to enlist. "This honor have all his saints." And in attempting to engage you in the work at least of enlisting others, and of recruiting, out of your family, and friends, and neighborhood, the armies of the faith, I call you to a work in which every man may bear his share, and one which offers honor as exalted as its pleasures are pure. It was no honor to Elijah to gird up his loins, and with the storm at his back to run abreast of the smoking horses of Ahab's chariot. Considering who the parties were, it had been as meet, I think, that the king should have run and the prophet ridden. But to run by the chariot where Jesus sits, his crown on his head, his bow in his hand, and his sword by his thigh; to employ our feet in offices that have employed angels' wings; to bear the news of mercy to a dying sinner; and to gather crowds around the Saviour, that they may strew his path with palms, and swell the song of Hosanna to the Son

of David-for such a work a king might cast off robes and crown.

Yes I think that he would not demean, but ra ther dignify his office, who should descend from a throne where subjects kneel, to bend his knee before God by a peasant's bed, or leave his palace for a cell, to watch, and weep, and pray with one whom crime had consigned to death. And, as surely as yon planet worlds that roll and shine above us draw radiance from the sun around which they move, so surely shall they shine who spend and are spent in Jesus' service; they shall share his honors, and shine in his luster. The man, however lowly his condition, who, some way between his cradle and the tomb, has converted even one soul to God, has not lived in vain, nor labored for nought; but has achieved a great work. He may be well content to go down into the grave by men unpraised, by the world unknown. His works, if they have not preceded, shall follow him; and needing no tablet raised among mouldering bones and tombstones, he has a monument to his memory, where there are neither griefs nor graves, more costly than brass or marble. Others may have filled the world with the breath of their name; he has helped to fill heaven. Others may have won an earthly renown; but he who, one himself, has sought to make others Christians-who, reaching the rock himself, draws another, a perishing child, brother, friend, neighbor, up-plucked from the flood himself, pulls another out --who has leaped into the depths that he might rise with a pearl, and set it lustrous in Jesus' crown-he is the man who shall wear heaven's brightest honors, and to whom, before all else, the Lord will say, "Well done, good and faithful servant, enter thou into the