They may paint a picture of a saint as gaudy as any advertisement of a soap; but one saint does not drive out another saint as one soap drives out another soap.

They do not forget their recent idolatries, as the educated English are now trying to forget their very recent idolatry of everything German.

These Christian bodies have been in Jerusalem for at least fifteen hundred years.
Save for a few years after the time of Constantine and a few years after the First Crusade, they have been practically persecuted all the time.
At least they have been under heathen masters whose attitude towards Christendom was hatred and whose type of government was despotism.
No man living in the West can form the faintest conception of what it must have been to live in the very heart of the East through the long and seemingly everlasting epoch of Moslem power.
A man in Jerusalem was in the centre of the Turkish Empire as a man in Rome was in the centre of the Roman Empire.

The imperial power of Islam stretched away to the sunrise and the sunset; westward to the mountains of Spain and eastward towards the wall of China.
It must have seemed as if the whole earth belonged to Mahomet to those who in this rocky city renewed their hopeless witness to Christ.
What we have to ask ourselves is not whether we happen in all respects to agree with them, but whether we in the same condition should even have the courage to agree with ourselves.
It is not a question of how much of their religion is superstition, but of how much of our religion is convention; how much is custom and how much a compromise even with custom; how much a thing made facile by the security of our own society or the success of our own state.
These are powerful supports; and the enlightened Englishman, from a cathedral town or a suburban chapel, walks these wild Eastern places with a certain sense of assurance and stability.
Even after centuries of Turkish supremacy, such a man feels, he would not have descended to such a credulity.

He would not be fighting for the Holy Fire or wrangling with beggars in the Holy Sepulchre.