UBRARVOFCONGBESS 012 028 250 5 pemnali£6« pH83 E 458 .2 .T48 Copy 1 ml & [published by bequest.] %\i Isalter attb % Starctr A SERMON Smtfetfr m t\$ Srtalrtoiag Salbimiadje jporrjj, ^TXan-Aytviny JJ3) God for the marvel- lous development of Immune and generous sentiments by the war. Marvellous, indeed ! when towns, villages, neighborhoods ; financial corporations and charitable socie- ties; churches, schools, and families; the affluent and the humble ; young men and maidens, old men and children, vie with each other in multiplying the comforts and re- lieving the sufferings of the soldier and increasing the resources of the war. The whole country is turned, as it were, into a hospital, and the whole nation are its servitors. Such a training is of immense moment to the morale of a nation. Hitherto our national character has been a curious compound of shrewdness and extravagance, of the ! ,i economist and the spendthrift. We have been grasping with one hand, while we have been lavish with the other. But profuseness of expenditure is not generosity of heart. The war is teaching ns to economize upon ourselves, that we may be generous to others ; to give play to our finer sympathies, where we had indulged only our pleasures or our tastes; to be self-denying to-day that we mav be un- selfish to-morrow; to be a people of heart as well as ot nerve; to abandon our isolated egoism for the service ot humanity. , What generous and heroic sentiments, too, are abroad ;„ the air, caught by our young men, breathed at the fire- side, made to palpitate over all the land, when the fars hush upon some hotly contested field enables us to catch the courage and devotion of the dying, or the faith and pa- tience of the wounded. If the Crusades constituted the heroic age of Christianity," which with all its violence and rudeness, exhibited "the grandeur, the valor .daring, endurance, self-sacrifice, wonderful achievement ot the Homeric age, intensified by religious faith and fervor much morel this the heroic age of Liberty, when men „ every period and condition of life come by the thousand to that altar of freedom where Hampden and Sidney, Warren and Otis are inscribed as martyrs, and demand to be baptized for the dead. We are astonished at the moral acuity of our common people, who under this heroic in- J Jon have given their lives for the country, we are aLnished at the manly virtue of our own sons, who grow Ltb heroes in a day ; like that beardless boy, who, before g oin. into battle, said to his older comrade, I want to 20 light for the flag, and I mean to be brave ; but I can't tell what I may do under fire. If you see me falter, cheer me on. If I hold back, speak my mother's name ; and if after that I play the coward, shoot me on the spot.' 1 His brave soul would rather face death than that his weak nerves should dishonor the flag. Ah, this is that which was spoken by the Prophet Joel : " Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams.' , Once more the great and notable day of the Lord has come. V. — But our highest ground of rejoicing in the war is its vindication of the moral government of God in His judgment upon slavery, and its furtherance of justice and liberty in the land. That the annihilation of slavery as a power, as a system, and, we trust, also as a fact, will be the substantial result of the war, is the accumulating evidence of every day. The Prince de Joinville has divined our whole struggle, when he says, that " the North have the sacred trust of the Constitution to defend against a factious minority, which only took up arms to defend slavery ;" that the South is " a military despotism sustained by an oligarchy of three hundred thousand slaveholders ;" that the defeat of the North, or peace on Southern terms, " would be the conspicuous triumph of slavery, when the glorification and extension of slavery would be the com- mon watchword." And what this sagacious and impartial observer is so quick to perceive, even the slowest and most obstinate among ourselves are beginning to discover. Every blow struck in battle tells against slavery ; every 21 movement and measure, for what end soever designed, tends toward the overthrow of slavery ; so that the popu- lar instinct of the North, and the spontaneous fears of the South, agree in representing slavery as already doomed ; doomed by visitation of God; doomed in such a way, that it stands condemned and smitten by the Almighty in the sight of all nations. His truth and righteousness are all the more signally vindicated after this long delay, and by this culmination of treachery and treason against human- ity, in a self-destroying war. Is there a saint in all the land, is there one that aspires to fellowship with angels, who will not join in hallelujahs when that great Babylon of iniquity is fallen ? There is no such saint in Heaven. Wherefore, in the near advent of the day when this na- tion shall no longer recognize a slave, " Let the saints be joyful in their beds," preventing the dawn with their hal- lelujahs. " Let the high praises of God be in their mouth." But the very gratitude for which the war gives such oc- casion, summons us to continued valor in defense of what we have received in trust from God. It is His honor that we are commissioned to vindicate, not our own ; it is His vengeance we are commissioned to inflict, not our own ; therefore, the justice of our cause alone should inspire us ; and, therefore, we should keep it just. We have no right to wage this w r ar for mere territorial conquest. If this were a question about the boundary line of Maine or of Oregon, it were foolish, it were wicked, to waste blood upon it. We are not warring for sectional pride and power. If this were a mere test of the relative strength and prerogatives of Korth or South, East or West, it were an unpardonable waste of life. We are not warring merely tor a political Union upon a given area. If there is no broader, deeper question, than the numerical size and the superficial extent of a Commonwealth of States, the sac- rifice is far too great. But there is a deeper, a more vital question. Our Con- stitution, our territory, our Union, derive their value from their relation to ideas and principles committed to us in trust for mankind. The life of. this nation, as " a political person," embodying within itself the idea of regulated liberty ; the sacred legacy of Constitutional freedom, be- queathed by the martyrs of English liberty and by our Revolutionary sires ; the garnered hopes and yearnings of the nations for a higher and purer social life ; the grand prophesy of a just and equal commonwealth of all peoples and races, upon this soil — these are the things we are asked to defend by the sword, Avhile giving thanks to God for this high and sacred mission. And these are questions that cannot admit of arbitration or compromise. Ques- tions of boundary, of comity, of political division, of in- ternational law, may be submitted to arbitration. But you cannot have an arbitration upon the life of a nation — inquest is the word ; for when such a measure comes, its life is already gone. You can compromise a question of territory ; you cannot compromise the question whether the nation shall keep its integral life. That life goes with the compromise. You may divide States and territories. You cannot divide the heart and life of the nation. But the life of this nation is so bound up in its territorial unity. 23 its political union, its organic laws, its indefeasible Consti- tution, that the only division possible is " the distribution of the butcher, who kills what he divides." We must live as one people — a free, a growing, a glorious, a perpetual life, or we must die, utterly, miserably, hopelessly. You are at liberty to give up all your debts in the South, to purchase peace at her hands. You cannot give up one of the rights of your children under this Government, for these are not yours to give. Nay, these are yours in trust to be maintained ; and God will require it at your hand. You may barter away your own privileges, if you are base enough for that ! You may go down upon your knees to the slave oligarchy and promise to vote only for such can- didates as they shall nominate, or to accept such as they shall impose. But you cannot barter away my liberties chartered by the Constitution ; you cannot barter the liberties of mankind pledged in our Declaration of Inde- pendence and our national history ; you cannot barter the heritage of ages gone, the hope of ages yet to come ; you cannot crush the budding of liberty in the hearts of four millions of men made free by the act of God. Should you barter these for peace, the treacherous coin would bring curses upon your house, upon your head ; it would burn through flesh and bone to your marrow ; it would eat out your vitals ; and if to get rid of its plagues, you should go out and hang yourself, they would return to disquiet your grave. God has drawn the sword and placed it in our hands for the defense of Eight, of Freedom, of Law. We must not, we dare not, hold it back. By all the worth of the 24 blessings He has given us in this favored land ; by the value of that freedom which was baptized for us in the blood of our sires ; by all the martyrs of the English race, who in the good old cause of liberty have suffered and died; by all the prayers and vows registered on high for the triumph of Christ's kingdom here; by all the cries of the oppressed, that have entered into the ear of the Lord of Sabaoth; by all the rights, the hopes, the duties, the powers, given to free Christian men, that they may be co workers with God in the august triumphs of His truth — we must defend the right: we must stand by the ark of liberty. "We go forth, now, under a new inspiration. The Proc- lamation of Emancipation has challenged all the powers of darkness to defeat it. Unclean spirits, like frogs, seem to swarm out of the mouth of the dragon, and out of the mouth of the beast and of the false prophet. But we cannot be dismayed. We will still march on with the psalter on our tongue and the sword in our hand ; for soon the seventh angel shall "pour out his vial into the air, and there shall come a great voice out of the temple of heaven, from the throne, saving, "IT IS DONE." . LIBRAE OF COHgSS B 012 028 250 LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 012 028 250 5 peRmalipe® pH 8.5