They  were  to  follow  Him,  and  then,  when  they  had
seen  Him  ascend  into  the  holy  place  of  the  Most  High,
they  were  to  tarry  at  Jerusalem  for  a  little  while,  and
the  Spirit  would  come  upon  them,  and  clothe  them  with
a  mysterious  power. This  Word  was  spoken  to  Peter
and  Andrew;  and  you  know  how  it  was  fulfilled  to
Peter. What  a  host  of  fish  he  brought  to  land  the
first  time  he  cast  the  net  in  the  power  of  the  Holy
Ghost!  "Follow  Me,  and  I  will  make  you  fishers  of
men."

Brethren,  we  have  no  conception  of  what  God  could
do  by  this  company  of  believers  gathered  in  the  Taber-
nacle to-night. If  now  we  were  to  be  filled  with  the
Holy  Ghost,  there  are  enough  of  us  to  evangelize  Lon-
don. There  are  enough  here  to  be  the  means  of  the
salvation  of  the  world. God  saveth  not  by  many  nor


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by  few. Let  us  seek  to  be  made  a  benediction  to  our
fellow-creatures;  and  if  we  seek  it,  let  us  hear  this
directing  voice,  "Follow  Me,  and  I  will  make  you
fishers  of  men."  You  men  and  women  that  sit  before
me,  you  are  by  the  shore  of  a  great  sea  of  human  life
swarming  with  the  souls  of  men. You  live  in  the  midst
of  millions;  but  if  you  will  follow  Jesus,  and  be  faith-
ful to  Him,  and  true  to  Him,  and  do  what  He  bids
you,  He  will  make  you  fishers  of  men. Do  not  say,
"Who  shall  save  this  city?"  The  weakest  shall  Se
strong  enough. Gideon's  barley  cake  shall  smite  the
tent,  and  make  it  lie  along  the  ground. Samson,  with
the  jawbone,  taken  up  from  the  earth  where  it  was  lying
bleaching  in  the  sun,  shall  smite  the  Philistines. Fear
not,  neither  be  dismayed. Let  your  responsibilities
drive  you  closer  to  your  Master. Let  horror  of  pre-
vailing sin  make  you  look  into  His  dear  face  who  long
ago  wept  over  Jerusalem,  and  now  weeps  over  Lon-
don. Clasp  Him,  and  never  let  go  your  hold. 