Worship
 

Archibald Brown, September 6, 1891, Metropolitan Tabernacle, Newington, London.
 

"God is a Spirit, and those who worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth." John 4:24

We shall only dwell on the one word 'worship'. I can almost imagine that I hear someone saying, 'Only one word? Will you be able, preacher, to fill up the allotted time from so small a text?' True, it is only one word — but then it is such a word that we need have no fear of exhausting its teaching, did we preach until midnight. The only dread we have is lest the greatness of the word should altogether overwhelm us, for an ocean depth lies in this single word, 'Worship'. Seven letters spell it — but seven millenniums will never exhaust its meaning. 'Worship'. Oh, it is a sanctuary word. As the tabernacle of old among the tents of Israel, so is this word 'worship' in earth's vocabulary.

It will be a delightful occupation if, this morning, we can walk round about it; but yet shall we not be satisfied, for, as the tabernacle of old could never be comprehended by an outside view, there being but the badger skin covering to be seen, so merely walking round about the word 'worship' will never reveal to us all its exquisite loveliness.

To understand worship, you must worship. To enter into its meaning, you must enter into its reality. May the Spirit of truth promised of our Lord, the Spirit who guides into all the truth — guide us into the truth concerning worship this morning.

No word is more common or more generally heard in almost innumerably different ways of application. We often hear of 'places of worship', and in some cases a more startling misnomer could hardly be found. We read of 'books of worship', and yet perhaps it is often the book of family worship which stands most in the way of the true worship of the family. 'I am going up to worship this morning' is an ordinary expression, and perhaps hundreds who are present have employed it; and yet going up to worship may be the very last motive that prompts the moving steps in the direction of the sanctuary; or, if it be the object in view, it is perhaps the very last attained. We are told, 'The worship at such and such a place is very ornate.' 'Ornate' worship! One might as well talk of an angel in full evening dress. 'Oh', say others, 'in such a place the worship is severely simple.' 'Severely simple' worship! You might as well speak of an angel in clown's costume. Worship can be neither ornate nor simple. Those terms belong to externals only, not to spirit.

'Worship' — what is it? This is the question which we ask, and may the Spirit of God lead us into the true answer. 'God is Spirit, and those who worship him' — that is something far more than coming to the Metropolitan Tabernacle on Sunday morning. 'Those who worship him' — that is something far more than singing, magnificently as you sang that hymn just now. 'Those who worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.' O Spirit of worship, reveal unto us the meaning of worship!

We shall this morning ask and try to answer two questions. The first is, What is worship? And when we have received the answer to that we shall ask a second question which is suggested by the answer: Who are worshipers?
 

I. First, WHAT IS WORSHIP? In order to get at the bottom of the matter it will be best to see what is the actual literal meaning of the words which, in our Bible, are translated 'worship'. In the Old Testament there is one word employed almost exclusively, and the literal translation of the word (and I ask you to mark it) is 'to bow self down'. Indeed, it is many times so translated in our version. The word chiefly used in the New Testament and translated worship means 'to kiss the hand towards'. Now, bring the Old Testament and the New Testament definitions together, and you will see that they amount to this, that worship is the prostration of myself before God, and yet it is not a prostration of terror or dread. It is the prostration of adoring love.

But bear in mind that, while to bow self down is the meaning of the word which is translated 'worship', to worship is something far more than simply to bow the body. This comes out, and most strikingly, in one or two passages to which I will now refer. I might give you a dozen — but we will take only three. In the fourth chapter of Exodus, and the last verse, we read: 'And the people believed, and when they heard that the Lord had visited the children of Israel, and that he had looked upon their affliction, then they bowed their heads and worshiped'; or, literally translated, 'they bowed their heads, and then they bowed themselves'. This evidently teaches that it is possible to bow the head without bowing self. They bowed their heads — and then they bowed themselves in worship.

In the twelfth chapter of the same book, and the 27th verse, you have this most interesting distinction repeated: 'And it shall come to pass, when your children shall say to you, What do you mean by this service? that you shall say: It is the sacrifice of the Lord's Passover, who passed over the houses of the children of Israel in Egypt, when he smote the Egyptians, and delivered our houses. And the people bowed the head, and worshiped.' Here, again, they bowed the head, and then they bowed themselves. But if these two references show us that it is possible to bow the head without bowing self, a third reference shows the converse, or the other side of the shield, that it is possible to bow yourself without bowing the body.

In the Ninety-fifth Psalm we have these well-known words, 'Oh come let us worship', or, as it is really, 'Oh, come let us bow self down', and then it adds, 'and bow down'. Yes, I can bow the body without bowing the spirit; and I can bow the spirit and worship without bowing the body.

Evidently, therefore, the first answer to our question, 'What is worship?' is, that it is something infinitely more than mere posture. Personally, I think that it is well to be as reverential as possible in external demeanor; but worship consists not in any external posture. Daniel kneeled and prayed, and he so worshiped that the Lord came and put his hand upon him as he kneeled, and he arose strengthened. But Solomon stood before the altar of the Lord and prayed; and, as he prayed, the glory of the Lord filled the house, and the cloud of the divine presence went rolling through the building, until man was excluded, and the priests could no longer serve there.

But I think that one of the most delightful bits of worship on record is that which David had, concerning which I read, 'And David sat before the Lord.' The one kneeled, and the Lord bowed over him. The other stood, and the Lord descended and wrapped him about with his glory. The third sat — but his worship was none the less sweet.

What is worship? Worship is the bowing of the inner self. It is my innermost self doing that which may be seen done by the Eastern in his external worship. Look at yonder Oriental. Let him be present to our mind's eye. He stands there, and I see him with closed hands. He bends; he bows; he does not stop until his forehead is in the dust. It is when my soul does that, that I worship; and, dear brethren and sisters, there can be no worship at all until self bows.

But here is just the difficulty. How hard it is to get this wretched self to bow. When my self, graciously influenced by the divine Spirit, prostrates itself lower and lower before God until it puts its very brow into the dust with no word to say for itself — but filled with the glorious consciousness of being before God, perhaps too delighted to be able to utter a word, simply prostrate before God, and yet without an element of dread, then I approximate to the meaning of the word 'worship'.

Worship is not even a matter of words. There may be words — or there may not be. Worship is not interfered with, either by their presence or by their absence. Very delightful it is to join in singing hymns, and singing them as you sang just now. Yes — but the singing of hymns is not necessarily worship, although we may worship in the singing of hymns. The reading of the word is very precious — but the reading of the word is not necessarily worship, though I may worship in the reading of the word.

When our dear brother led us just now in prayer, who of us did not feel that prayer is talking to God? — and that is delightful worship. Yes — but worship is not necessarily prayer, though true prayer will always be worship. The spirit may worship in prayer — but worship is that inner thing that can neither be seen nor heard by our fellow men. Worship is my self down before God in unspeakable delight.

Now, may I take you a step further, and this will go more deeply into the subject? What is worship? We answer, true worship is the sovereignty of God recognized in reality. I am afraid that the phrase the 'sovereignty of God' is not very popular just now. 'The sovereignty of man' commends itself most to this proud generation. Humanity enthroned and worshiped is Satan's present preparation for an actual Antichrist. A day of terrible judgment is at hand for those who, in the pride of their heart, have thus deified humanity, for 'the lofty looks of man shall be humbled, and the haughtiness of men shall be bowed down, and the Lord alone shall be exalted in that day. For the day of the Lord Almighty shall be upon every one that is proud and lofty, and upon every one that is lifted up; and he shall be brought low, and the loftiness of man shall be bowed down, and the Lord alone shall be exalted.'

Those who bow not now before the sovereignty of God, can never be his worshipers. Where there is no recognition of divine sovereignty, there can be no true worship, for worship is the bowing, not the exaltation, of self. God's critic can never worship. He who has a contention with Jehovah concerning his sovereignty cannot worship him, whatever else he may do. In worship my whole self accepts the sovereignty of God, and, without a quibble or criticism, bows in unreserved obedience.

There is a very remarkable expression in the book of Genesis, where Abraham says to his servants, 'Tarry here while I and the lad go yonder and worship.' He does not mean there 'go and pray'. No, Abraham, taught of the Spirit, has entered into the very core of what worship is. He is going now to render a sublime obedience to the word of his God, a surrender which knows no limit. This is worship.

It is comparatively easy to surrender one's self to enthusiasm. Let there be a mighty shout of praise such as would fill this building, and he would be a strangely stolid soul who remained unmoved. Let there be a multitude of people brought together, and one thought filling all minds, and, in all probability, 'enthusiasm' will be quite sufficient to account for a good deal of thrilling emotion. Yes, it is not difficult to be moved by enthusiasm; and it is not a very high experience either to be led to break out in a note of praise.

But oh, brothers and sisters, to bend the will, to bow my self — this is no easy achievement. For me to sing ecstatically about the greatness, the glory, and the majesty of God, and yet not be surrendered to him, is not worship. I may sing like a seraph of him who rules and does as he wills — but, if my proud heart is not in absolute submission to his will, I know nothing whatever of the meaning of this word 'worship'. No proud, no self-satisfied, no God-contending spirit can worship. So long as self lifts up its ugly head, there is no worship.

The worship taught in this word is the prostration of self in adoring love before Jehovah. As one has well put it, if my memory serves me rightly, to worship is to plunge with dazzled eyes into the glory of God, and then, with veiled face, to cry, 'Holy, holy, holy!' This prostration before the sovereignty of God, as we have already said, is not a prostration of fear. No. A worshiper would not have God less a sovereign than he is, if he could. The yoke of the divine sovereignty does not gall him. He sings,

My God, how wonderful You are;
Your majesty how bright;
How beautiful Your mercy-seat
In depths of burning light!

He would not have the burning light less burning. He fears — but, oh, it is with a delightful fear, a fear that has no element of terror in it; for he adds —

But I may love You too, O Lord,
Almighty as You art;
For You have stooped to ask of me
The love of my poor heart.

May we know, dear brethren and sisters, more and more every day what it is to be in absolute subjection to the sovereignty of God, our wills completely surrendered to his, so that the subjection becomes the soul's delightful rest.

Perhaps the most marvelous picture of worship which we have in this book is that which is found in Isaiah 6. You know it well. The burning ones, the sons of fire, the seraphim, are worshiping; and how do they worship? I hear them cry, "Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; the whole earth is full of His glory!" They are not thinking of themselves. They are not concerned about their surroundings. Those seraphim are occupied with One, and that One is 'upon a throne high and lifted up' and, as the cadence of their song rises and falls, 'Holy, holy, holy', what do they do? They veil their faces, though they are seraphic, and they veil their feet, though they are unsoiled. They boast neither of their character, nor of their walk. It is self veiled, self hidden, self forgotten, self drowned — and God realized! May the Lord grant that when next we use this word 'worship' there may be a deeper meaning in it than, perhaps, there has been heretofore.

And when I cast my inner self
Prostrate before the Lord,
Earth left behind, alone with Him,
'Tis then I know the word.

When, conscious only of Himself,
Myself is swept away,
'Tis then in spirit and in truth
I worship in His way.

　

II. Our second question is, WHO, THEN, ARE WORSHIPERS?

Bear with me, dear unconverted friend, for a moment. You may, perhaps, feel wounded at what we say; but if we wound you, as we hope we may, we do so in deepest love. In answer to the question, Who are worshipers? we reply that the unrenewed cannot be. No unconverted man here in this tabernacle can worship. I will tell you why. Because 'the natural man is not subject to the law of God, neither indeed can he be'. As long as I have within me a self that is not subject unto God — how can I worship? That self which lifts up its head and struts about and is proud of its own righteousness, cannot worship.

I know when the angels will recognize your worship. It is when that proud head of yours has been bent before God, and the last word of self-excuse has been uttered, and when the brow of your inner soul is down in the dust, as you cry, 'God be merciful to me the sinner!' Then the angels will begin to rejoice, and say, 'Behold, he prays at last. Now the man has commenced to worship.'

'Two men went up into the temple to pray.'

Do you see the one as he says, 'God, I thank you that I am not as other men are'? That man does not bow himself before God. Not he, indeed! Why, his Pharisaical self struts about like a little God, saying, 'I do this, and I do that, and I give tithes of all that I possess.' The man said his prayer, and he went back — but he did not worship.

Do you see that other man? He bows his innermost self as he cries, 'God be merciful to me the sinner!' Christ's comment is this: 'I tell you; that man went down to his house justified rather than the other, for everyone that exalts himself shall be abased, and he who humbles himself shall be exalted.'
 

Do you want to know WHOM you worship? You worship the one to whom you bow down, whatever may be your professions. If I bow down to money — then I worship money. If I bow myself down to myself — then I worship myself. Whatever that thing may be to which I prostrate myself — that thing is my idol.

O unrenewed man, you are a worshiper — but you are bowing down to the works of your own hands. Self is your God!

The true Christian, also, so long as he is unsurrendered, cannot be a real worshiper. Have you got any little quarrel on with God? You say, 'A quarrel with God?' Yes, are you sure that you have never had one? I do not know the man who could venture to say that he never had. God's thought about some matter is not quite your thought, and his way is not the way that you want to take — and so there is inward contention. Your will is not surrendered to his, and therefore you do not get any refreshment from your devotions, do you? How can there be 'devotion' where there is no devotedness? As long as I am God's critic — as long as I am God's judge — as long as I am contending with him about anything — there can be no real worship. Hence we come away often so unrefreshed in prayer. We go to church and to chapel very regularly, and perhaps we read the Word — but we do not get any blessing. Why is this? The answer is simple. We are not worshipers. The moment that miserable 'self' falls down before God, we shall have the blessing, for then are we true worshipers — but not until then.

This message seems to grow on me — but I see that my time has just gone, and therefore I will conclude.

Any heart that prostrates itself in adoring love, is a true worshiper. I will not ask you to turn to the references now — but will you look up the word 'worshiper' where it occurs in the New Testament, and see who the real worshipers are. To do so is very instructive.

I read, for example, in Matthew 8, 'And, behold, there came a leper and worshiped him.' Now, how did that leper worship? Listen. He said, 'Lord, if you will, you can make me clean.' I have often heard that poor leper abused as if he was a very unbelieving man, because he said 'if'. I think that the man was quite right. He bowed to the divine sovereignty. 'Lord, I have no doubt as to your ability. If you will — you can make me clean.' And the Lord has put him down on the list of his worshipers.

In Matthew 15 there comes a Syrophoenician woman, and I read, 'And she fell at his feet, and she worshiped him, and said, Lord, help me.' Now, mark, how did that woman worship? See how she won the title of worshiper. Jesus said, 'It is not fit to take the children's bread and to cast it to dogs.' Most of us would have lifted up the head of our paltry little self, and said, 'Dog? Do you call me "dog"? I am not a dog.' Ah — but when self lifts up its head, it ceases to be a worshiper. The woman said, 'True, Lord — but yet the dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their Master's table.' The Lord enrolls her among his worshipers. And, had we time, we could show you how often people in the most unexpected quarters yielded to the Lord a worship which refreshed his heart.

Oh, come, let us worship. You know where to come. There is the altar; there is the sacrifice; there is the high priest. Behold where Jesus sits still bearing the marks of the thorn-crown and the nails!

I will tell you what worship is, then. It is to go to the mercy-seat concerning which God has said, 'There will I meet with you,' and it is to cast one's self right down at the feet of Christ, perfectly prostrate as far as self is concerned, the last idea of goodness taken out of us, the last word of excuse silenced — then bow in the dust, and yet trust and love in the heart.

Oh, come, poor sinner. Your life in the past may have been as black as perdition; you may have rejected the word over and over again; but will you worship this morning? Cast off your pride. Do not be damned for the sake of your dignity. Down with self, before an exalted Christ. Give him love's salute, and the Lord will say, 'That man worships me.'

Worship is the captive will,
Hidden deep in Him;
Nothing in our hearts but love:
These filled to the brim.

Hearts that bow before the Lord
Lost in loving gaze,
Viewing what a love He gave,
Filled with holy praise.

Looking at His lovely form
With an eye of faith,
Thinking nothing of world and self,
Only what He says.

Resting in the arms of Him
Who o'er all has sway,
Willing He should take our wills,
Make them will His way.

Counting self as nothing worth,
Jesus Christ as all;
Losing our whole self in Him,
Caught in love's sweet thrall.

Worship lies in bended wills
Rather than bent knees.
The secret of a life of praise
Is Jesus Christ to please.

Spirit of God, give the heart of worship to every one of us, for your name's sake. Amen.