"Will any one exclaim, 'You are taking all beauty out of human life, all hope, all warmth, all inspiration; you give us cold duty for filial obedience, and inexorable law in the place of God'?
All beauty from life?
Is there, then, no beauty in the idea of forming part of the great life of the universe, no beauty in conscious harmony with Nature, no beauty in faithful service, no beauty in ideals of every virtue?
'All hope'?
Why, I give you more than hope, I give you certainty; if I bid you labour for this world, it is with the knowledge that this world will repay you a, thousand-fold, because society will grow purer, freedom more settled, law more honoured, life more full and glad.

What is your heaven?
A heaven in the clouds! I point to a heaven attainable on earth.

'All warmth'?
What! you serve warmly a God unknown and invisible, in a sense the projected shadow of your own imaginings, and can only serve coldly your brother whom you see at your side?
There is no warmth in brightening the lot of the sad, in reforming abuses, in establishing equal justice for rich and poor?
You find warmth in the church, but none in the home?
Warmth in imagining the cloud glories of heaven, but none in creating substantial glories on earth ?' All inspiration'?
If you want inspiration to feeling, to sentiment, perhaps you had better keep to your Bible and your creeds; if you want inspiration to work, go and walk through the East of London, or the back streets of Manchester.

You are inspired to tenderness as you gaze at the wounds of Jesus, dead in Judaea long ago, and find no inspiration in the wounds of men and women, dying in the England of to-day?
You 'have tears to shed for Him,' but none for the sufferer at your doors?
His passion arouses your sympathies, but you see no pathos in the passion of the poor?
Duty is colder than 'filial obedience'?
What do you mean by filial obedience?
Obedience to your ideal of goodness and love--is it not so?
Then how is duty cold?
I offer you ideals for your homage: here is Truth for your Mistress, to whose exaltation you shall devote your intellect; here is Freedom for your General, for whose triumph you shall fight; here is Love for your Inspirer, who shall influence your every thought; here is Man for your Master--not in heaven, but on earth--to whose service you shall consecrate every faculty of your being.

'Inexorable law in the place of God'?
Yes; a stern certainty that you shall not waste your life, yet gather a rich reward at the close; that you shall not sow misery, yet reap gladness; that you shall not be selfish, yet be crowned with love; nor shall you sin, yet find safety in repentance.