How many go to our houses of worship who do not sleep, but who sit with vacant stares, listening as they would to a man who could not play a lively tune upon a good instrument? What goes in one ear goes out the another. Whatever enters the brain goes out without ever affecting the heart. Ah, my Hearers, you are guilty of making light of God’s Gospel when you sit under a sermon without attending to it!
Oh, what would lost souls give to hear another sermon? What would yonder dying wretch who is just now nearing the grave give for another Sabbath? And what will you give, one of these days, when you shall be hard by Jordan’s brink, that you might have one more warning and listen once more to the wooing voice of God’s minister?