CHAPTER XIV.

THE IRVINGITES, OR APOSTOLICAL CHURCH.

If the absence of brotherly love for religious people, if a scorn of all

who worship God different from themselves, constitute heresy--and surely

the Apostle John shows that it does very clearly--then there are no such

heretics in London as the Irvingites, who worship in a very magnificent

cathedral in Gordon Square. Irving, I imagine, with all his genius, had

a very uncatholic spirit. Take, for instance, his celebrated missionary

sermon. Requested by the directors of the London Missionary Society to

preach the annual sermon at Surrey Chapel--how did he begin?

When he ascended the pulpit he entered on a kind of audible soliloquy.

Said he, "How shall I encourage myself to address the thronging multitude

by whom I am surrounded? I will even cast about for a few examples.

There are three of a notable character which now strike me: that of the

Apostle Paul preaching before the Jewish Sanhedrim, that of Bernard

Gilpin preaching before the Court of King Edward VI., and, that of a

Scottish Divine preaching before the Commissioner of the General

Assembly. On these three examples, as on a sacred tripod, I feel my

spirit propped; but especially the last, the Scottish Divine preaching

before the Commissioner of the General Assembly. If he could venture to

encounter the hoary-headed eldership and substantial theology of the

North, surely I may, without fear, address myself to the flimsy

evangelism of the South." In this kind and flattering way did Irving

speak of the great body of English Dissenters.

Of the Irvingite Church, the late Drummond, the banker, M.P. for Surrey,

was also an elder, and the same spirit lent bitterness to his sarcastic

and biting tongue. It was a treat to see and hear him, especially when

the topic was at all theological. Irving describes Drummond as one "who

hath taken us poor despised interpreters of prophecy under your wing, and

made the walls of your house like unto the ancient schools of the

prophets." But out of his own house Drummond seemed to have taken little

else or nothing under his wing. His mission apparently was to preach

that in nothing was there anything--that we were all whited sepulchres.

The Egyptians placed a skeleton at their feasts to remind them of their

mortality. The Sultan Saladin, it is said, had a similar message dinned

daily into his ears by a herald especially appointed to that purpose.

Mr. Drummond voluntarily took that duty on himself. In his eye we were

all morally dead; all virtue was gone clean out of us; the Church was in

darkness and in the valley of the shadow of death. Nor had Dissent one

ray more of Gospel light. Under the mask of patriotism he saw the

grovelling soul of the placeman; in the love of liberty the desire of

licence; in the rulers of the land a lamentable lack of understanding; in

the people a blind, senseless, untaught mass. Drummond was such a one as

Tennyson describes:--

"Thou shalt not be saved by works;

Thou hast been a sinner too.

Ruined trunks on wither'd forks,

Empty scarecrows I and you."

Thus did he perorate with the thinnest of voices, and gentlest manner, to

a House of which, for many sessions, he was the delight and puzzle, all

the while he was a member of the Irvingite Church.

A great claim is set up by this Church. Like Aaron's rod, it is to

swallow up all the rest. So great is its hatred of sects, it forms a new

one. While calling itself the holy and Apostolic Church, it makes no

exclusive claim to the title. It acknowledges it to be the common title

of the one Church baptized unto Christ. It claims to be no body of

separatists from the Church of England. The members recognise the

continuance of that Church from the days of the Apostles, and of the

three orders, bishops, priests, and deacons, by succession from the

Apostles. They have no sympathy with Dissent in any of its forms. That

is schism, and is to be condemned accordingly. They meet in separate

congregations, but they are not open to the charge of schism, on the

ground of their meeting being permitted and authorized, so they say, by

an ordinance of paramount authority which they believe God has restored

for the benefit of the Church. At once their ecclesiasticism strikes the

most superficial observer; the idea of the Church, that it is a mere

assembly of believers, is rejected by them on every occasion and in every

way. Their great glory is that the Apostolical order exists and is

manifested in them.

Their special teaching is something more. It is often asked, Are the

days of Pentecost gone never to return? Have miracles ceased from among

men? Cannot signs and wonders be still wrought by the Holy Ghost? As a

rule, the Church answers this question in the negative. It teaches that

the age of miracles is past; that they are no longer necessary; that in

the fulness of time the Divine will was made known to man; and that the

Church needs not now the signs and wonders by which that revelation was

attested and declared. A large, or rather an active body, some few years

ago sprang up in Scotland, crossed the Border, and extended to England,

and enrolled amongst their members many in what may be termed an

influential position in life. Enter their churches, and you learn,

according to them, the gift of tongues still exists, signs and wonders

are still manifested to the faithful, miracles are still wrought by those

upon whom God has conferred the gift. Still, as much as in Apostolic

times, does the Divine afflatus dwell in man, and the man so endowed

becomes a prophet, and declares the will of God. "The doctrine of

Christ's reign upon earth was at first," says Gibbon, "treated as

profound allegory, was considered by degrees as a doubtful and useless

opinion, and was at length regarded as the absurd invention of heresy and

fanaticism." A similar process has been in operation with regard to the

power of working miracles and speaking in unknown tongues. Against this

process the Irvingite or Catholic Church is a living protest.

It is now many years since a magnificent Gothic cathedral was commenced

in the corner of Gordon Square, between what at one time was Coward

College and the handsome building erected by the Unitarians, and known as

University Hall. Architecturally the new church may take high rank. The

cathedral, still unfinished, is perhaps the most extensive modern work of

the kind that has been undertaken. The Early English style has been

adopted generally for the exterior, but inside the style of the roof and

stone carvings is Decorated. The flat ceiling of the aisles, with rich

traceried bosses and spandrels, is very effective. The ornament

throughout, of which there is a considerable quantity, displays careful

design. Indeed, in the opinion of competent critics the execution could

not be surpassed. There are daily services in the church; on Sunday

there are four. In the evening there is a sermon addressed to strangers.

It may be added here that, under the title of Catholic Apostolic

churches, there are in all seven buildings registered in London. To

each, I believe, appertain an evangelist, an apostle, a prophet, and an

angel; and as each officer is peculiarly distinguished by his dress, in

the cathedral in Gordon Square an effect is sometimes produced almost as

scenic as any in a Roman Catholic cathedral. There are chairs for some,

and benches for others; as much as possible they come and go in

procession. All that is wanted to make you believe that you are in a

Roman Catholic place of worship is a little incense, a few more banners,

a little more life in the pulpit, and, above all, the presence of

considerable numbers of the poorest of the poor. Here, indeed, the

resemblance fails; there are no poor, comparatively speaking. Everyone

is distressingly genteel; and I could swear more than once when I have

been present, the preacher, so fashionable has been his lisp, has been,

if not Lord Dundreary himself, at any rate his own "brother Thwam." The

hearers must be wealthy and liberal--the service of the church, and the

church, all indicate this.

I do not here enter into the question how far Church authority extends,

whether apostolical gifts are to be looked for in our day rather than the

apostolic spirit. I am not even definitely able to sum up the teaching

of the lights of Gordon Square. They avoid putting their doctrines in

print--and seem to seek to make converts by sly insinuation rather than

by open statement. All I can say is--and any outsider can see it--that

with apostolic pretensions these men avoid every appearance of

apostolical simplicity. They must meet not in an upper room, but in a

gorgeous cathedral, where they must clothe themselves in every variety of

ecclesiastical millinery, and appeal to the senses, to the eye and to the

ear, rather than to the brain or heart. Thus is it, when genius fails,

men have recourse to art. Irving would preach for hours to enraptured

audiences. The church has no Irving now, but rejoices instead in mosaic

pavement, fine music, man millinery, and elaborate ceremonial.

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