The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser. — 1839-08-16 (Liverpool, Merseyside, England)

MYSTERY—BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS, AND ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH"—" drunken with the blood of the Saints and with the blood of the Martyrs of Jesus :" as long as I see the testimony of the Lord Jesus Christ himself against those who set themselves, like her and her ministers, against Him and His truth—" Ye are of your father, the Devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do—he was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in, the truth, Because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie he speaketh of his own, for he is a liar and the father cf it :" As long as these truths are written in the Book of God, and God's Ministers are commanded to be faithful to that Word, and to their sacred trust, so long am I determined, in the face of hollow liberalism which covers its fears, its falsehood, its indifference, and its infidelity, under the mask of Christian gentleness and Christian charity, in the strength of God, to call lies lies, treachery treachery, perjury perjury, sand murder murder ; and to bear my testimony against Popery as the prolific parent of them all. There is, Sir, a place for Christian charity and Christian love to the souls of men. Its language is that of mercy, and its voice is that of peace. It does not lacerate or wound to slay—but it lays the gangrene open to the bottom, if yet, indeed, there may be hope for balm to heal. It tells the sinner of his crimes, not:to sentence him to destruction, but to warn him to seek for mercy. It addresses him in the language which I now address to you.  Alas, my poor unhappy fellow-sinner, pause while yet you may, upon the brink of death. Whether your sins and crimes have been recorded in the secret memorials of a dark and guilty-conscience, or blazoned on the pages of your country's gloomy history—it matters not, when you shall stand before the Judge of quick and dead. The Judge is now proclaimed to you as a Saviour. The Judge Himself became a surety for the guilty. The vilest wretch that ever death shall summon to his bar is now entreated, nay commanded in His Holy Word, to come and to receive his grace and his salvation, signed, sealed, and written in the dying blood of his Redeemer. Hear, 0 fellow-sinner, " all manner of sins and blasphemies shall be forgiven unto men—the blood of Jesus cleanseth from all sin"—turn' 0 turn, to this great and free salvation —turn ye, turn ye, for why, why will you die? 0 cursed, dark and damnable apostacy—messenger of death—minister of hell—that shuts out the light and glory of this great salvation from the sinner's hope, and substitutes the lying traditions, wafers, rags, oils, masses, mockeries of prayers, mummeries of penances, idols, purgatories, to make a merchandize of man's immortal soul ! Come out from the arms of that nurse of human guilt and misery, that trains you up for crimes, and deceives you in everlasting ruin ; look unto Christ, and be you saved ; come unto Him, thou poor, weary, heavy-laden sinner, and He will give you rest. Here is my charity for you, here is my Christian regard. As I would save you if I could from the waves if you were drowning—as I would rescue you if I could from the flames if you were burning—l call on you to come out from that accursed apostacy in which you are sunk, and fly while it is called today to the salvation proclaimed to you in the Gospel; and while I bear my testimony against your own iniquity and that of your church, by which you have been trained to it, I can say to you that my heart's desire and prayer to God for you is, that you may be saved—that when Christ shall destroy that accursed Babylon with the brightness of his coming, Daniel O'Connell may be found delivered from her abominations, a monument of grace at the right hand of the Lord Jesus. I can pray this for you—l can pray it for my Roman Catholic countrymen—and can say, in the sight of God, I believe it to be the:only genuine true spirit of Christian faithfulness and Christian charity for the Roman Catholics of Ireland; with every feeling of which, I desire to be, and trust I am, their faithful friend and servant, R. J. M`