To live in this world, and do nothing for one's own
spiritual self or for fellow-man or for God, is a terrible
thing. I have a right to give the less as a burnt offering
to the greater. There is no happy life except in such
consecration. No one shall shut me out of that privi-
lege of my redeemed humanity.

I wish that I could speak to the spirit of the most
selfish creature here to-day. I wish I could show him
what a vast region of pleasure and delight lies close at
his side, on which he has never entered, of which he has
never dreamed. The door that shuts him out of that
great region of joy is his own contempt. If he will let
Christ fill the world for him with the light of His re-
demption, contempt must fall to the ground, and the
closed door must fly open, and then, "with the song of
the Lord and with the trumpets," the selfish man must
go out from his selfishness into the untasted and un-
guessed joy of self-sacrifice. He must "enter into the
joy of his Lord," the joy of that Christ whose meat was
to do His Father's will, who gave His life for His
brethren, and whose throne was a cross.

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