But no--the terror of the Lord came upon
them. He most truly cut them in sunder. They were every man of a
different mind, and none of them in the same mind a day together;
they became utterly conscience-stricken, terrified, perplexed, at
their wit's end, not having courage or determination to do anything,
or even to do nothing, and fled shamefully away one after another, to
their everlasting disgrace. And those of them who have got back
their power since are showing sadly enough, by their obstinate folly
and wickedness, that the Lord has appointed them their portion with
the unbelievers, and left them to fill up the measure of their
iniquity, and drink deep the cup of wrath which is in His hand, full
and mixed for those who forget God.
Oh! my friends, let us lay these things solemnly to heart. Do not
fancy that the Lord will punish the wicked great, and forget the
wicked small. In His sight there is neither great nor small; all are
small enough for Him to crush like the moth; and all are too great to
be overlooked, or forgotten by Him, without whom not a sparrow falls
to the ground. Again I say, my friends, let us lay His parable to
heart. Let us who have property, and station, and education, never
forget who has given it us, and for whom we must use it.
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