Christmas Evans, the Preacher of Wild Wales: His country, his times, and his contemporariesHood, Edwin Paxton
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Christmas Evans, the Preacher of Wild Wales: His country, his times, and his contemporaries
Hood, Edwin Paxton
Evans, Christmas, 1766-1838
“Common preaching will not do to arouse sluggish districts from the
heavy slumbers into which they have sunk; indeed, formal prayers, and
lifeless sermons are like bulwarks raised against these things: five,
or six stanzas will be sung as dry as Gilboa, instead of one, or two
verses, like a new song full of God, of Christ, and the Spirit of
grace, until the heart is attuned for worship. The burying grounds
are kept in fine order in Glamorganshire, and green shrubs, and herbs
grow on the graves; but all this is of little value, for the
inhabitants of them are all dead. So, in every form of godliness,
where its power is not felt, order without life is exceedingly
worthless: you exhibit all the character of human nature, leaving
every bud of the flower to open in the beams of the sun, except in
Divine worship. On other occasions, you English appear to have as
much fire in your affections as the Welsh have, if you are noticed.
In a court of law, the most efficient advocate, such as Erskine, will
give to you the greatest satisfaction; but you are contented with a
preacher speaking so lifelessly, and so low, that you can hardly
understand a third part of what he says, and you will call this
decency in the sanctuary. To-morrow I shall see you answering fully
to the human character in your own actions. When the speakers on the
platform will be urging the claims of missions, you will then beat
the boards, and manifest so much life, and cheerfulness that not one
of you will be seen to take up a note-book, nor any other book, while
the speaker shall be addressing you. A Welshman might suppose, by
hearing your noise, that he had been silently conveyed to one of the
meetings of the Welsh jumpers, with this difference, that you would
perceive many more tears shed, and hear many more ‘calves of the
lips’ offered up, in the rejoicing meetings of Wales; but you use
your heels well on such occasions, and a little of your tongues; but
if even in Wales, in certain places,—that is, places where the
fervent gales are not enjoyed which fill persons with fear, and
terror, and joy, in approaching the altar of God,—you may see, while
hearing a sermon, one looking into his hymn-book, another into his
note-book, and a third turning over the leaves of his Bible, as if he
were going to study a sermon in the sanctuary, instead of attending
to what is spoken by the preacher as the mouth of God.”
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