The Simplicity of the Word

Suppose the sacred volume had all been like the book of the prophet Ezekiel, small would have been its service to the generality of mankind. Imagine that the entire volume had been as mysterious as the Book of Revelation: it might have been our duty to study it, but if its benefit depended upon our understanding it, we should have failed to attain it. But how simple are the gospels, how plain these words, “He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved;” how deliciously clear those parables about the lost piece of money, the lost sheep, and the prodigal son.

Wherever the word touches upon vital points, it is as bright as a sunbeam. Mysteries there are, and profound doctrines, deeps where Leviathan can swim; but, where it has to do immediately with what concerns us for eternity, it is so plain that the babe in grace may safely wade in its refreshing streams. In the gospel narrative the wayfaring man, though a fool, need not err. It is familiar talk; it is God’s great mind brought down to our littleness, that it may lift us up.

From a sermon by Charles Haddon Spurgeon entitled "The Talking Book," delivered October 22, 1871. Image by Dave Gilbert under Creative Commons License.