I leave the point, imitate Jesus in secret. When no eye seeth you except the eye of God, when darkness covers you, when you are shut up from the observation of mortals, even then be ye like Jesus Christ. Remember his ardent piety, his secret devotion—how, after laboriously preaching the whole day, he stole away in the midnight shades to cry for help from his God. Recollect how his entire life was constantly sustained by fresh inspirations of the Holy Spirit, derived by prayer. Take care of your secret life: let it be such that you will not be ashamed to read at the last great day. Your inner life is written in the book of God, and it shall one day be opened before you. If the entire life of some of you were known, it would be no life at all: it would be a death. Yea, even of some true Christians we may say, it is scarce a life. It is a dragging on of an existence—one hasty prayer a day—one breathing, just enough to save our souls alive, but no more. O my brethren strive to be more like Jesus Christ.
The New Park Street Pulpit Sermons, vol. 1 (London: Passmore & Alabaster, 1855), 161-2. Vol. 1, Sermon No. 21; Titled: Christ’s People – Imitators of Him; Delivered on Sabbath.
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