Conversion means a being turned from hell to heaven, from the world to God. When we talk of being converted from the world, we mean being converted from the love of it: the heart once touched with the magnet of divine love, ever after turns to the pole. I think it is said of a sun-flower, that it turns to the sun; I am sure it is true of the Redeemer’s flower that grows in his garden: they not only look to the sun, but they find fresh life, warmth, and transforming influence from him who is their all in all. Here Christianity appears in its glory; here the work done is worthy the Son of God.

    What say you to this change, my dear souls? Is it not God-like, is it not divine, is it not heaven brought down to the soul; have you felt it, have you experienced it? But I am afraid those that sit under the gospel have more need of heart than light: would to God we had as much warmth in our hearts, as light in our understandings! If a soul is truly converted, there will be a battle, and an awful chasm that will never be filled up but with the love of God; God grant this may be known by every one of you.

    You young people, I charge you to consider; God help you to repent and be converted, who woos and invites you. You middle aged people, O that you would repent and be converted. You old grey-headed people, the Lord grant you to repent and be converted, that you may thereby prove that your sins are blotted out. O I could preach till I preached myself dead; I could be glad to preach myself dead, if God would convert you! O God bless his work on you, that you may blossom and bring forth fruits unto God. Amen and Amen.