There is some danger of falling into a
soft and effeminate Christianity, under the plea of a lofty and
ethereal theology. Christianity was born for endurance; not an exotic,
but a hardy plant, braced by the keen wind; not languid, nor childish,
nor cowardly. It walks with strong step and erect frame; it is kindly,
but firm; it is gentle, but honest; it is calm, but not facile;
obliging, but not imbecile; decided, but not churlish. It does not fear
to speak the stern word of condemnation against error, nor to raise its
voice against surrounding evils, under the pretext it is not of this
world; it does not shrink from giving honest reproof, lest it come
under the charge of displaying an unchristian spirit. It calls sin sin,
in whomsoever it is found, and would rather risk the accusation of
being actuated by a bad spirit than not discharge an explicit duty. Let
us not misjudge strong words used in honest controversy. Out of the
heat a viper may come forth; but we shake it off and feel no harm. The
religion of both Old and New Testaments is marked by fervent
testimonies against evil. To speak smooth things in such a case may be
sentimentalism, but it is not Christianity. It is a betrayal of truth
and righteousness. ... I know that charity covers a multitude of sins;
but it does not call evil good, because a good man has done it; it does
not excuse inconsistencies, because the inconsistent brother has a high
name and a fervent spirit; crookedness and worldliness are still
crookedness and worldliness, though exhibited in one who seems to have
reached no common height of attainment.