yes are opened, the light
is come, and he and his friends, chiefly juveniles, rejoice; and if they
have the true light, who shall say they have no reason to rejoice?
Farewell, writes Mr. Watts, in a poem considered poetically of doubtful
merit--
"Farewell to the false, I welcome the true,
And begin the year with Christ anew."
This reference to poetry reminds me that the Christadelphians have a
hymn-book of their own, to frame which appears to have been a matter of
no little trouble. With the hymns used by Christian churches in general
they find much fault. They require something manly and robust, whereas
the churches of all denominations rejoice in what is sentimental, and
their songs of praise and devotion are described as "oceans of slops."
Whether the Christadelphians have much improved theirs, I leave the
reader to judge. As a specimen I quote one verse from Montgomery's
well-known poem, "The Grave." In their hymn-book I find it printed thus.
I quote from memory:--
"There is a calm for saints who weep,
A rest for weary Weyyah found;
In Christ secure they sweetly sleep,
Hid in the ground."
At present the Christadelphians do not seem very flourishing. In their
little room--which is miscalled a hall--there are about forty of them of
an evening, quibbling earnestly, and to the best of their ability.
In taking leave of the Christadelphians, let me refer to a passage in our
Church history. It is notorious that the celebrated Henry Dodwell,
Camden Professor of History in the University of Oxford, in order to
exalt the power and dignity of the priesthood, endeavoured to prove that
the doctrine of the soul's natural mortality was the true and original
doctrine, and that immortality was only at baptism conferred upon the
soul by the gift of God through the hands of one set of regularly
ordained clergy.
CHAPTER XVII.
SOME MINOR SECTS.
There are two classes of people of whom a wise man should be wary. He
who comes to you in a jolly, confidential sort of way, and tells you that
you know that he never pretended to be much of a saint, and he whose
saintship is so sublimated that he finds all denominations in grievous
error, and must form a new sect for himself. It is to be feared that
such men are in a very bad way, and have most erroneous conceptions of
God and His dealings. It is certainly remarkable that they are chiefly
to be met with in the most ignorant section
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