How is it that no such trophy has ever been raised, to the honor of
unbelief:? Will the poet of infidelity and the historian of scepticism yet
appear? If so, what will be their record? "Working righteousness" and "
obtaining promises" are rather out of the line of doubt, and it is not likely
to endure much suffering to "obtain a better resurrection," for it sneers at
the mention of such a thing: the eulogist of doubt would have to content
himself with lower achievements. But what would they be? What hospitals
or orphanages has doubt erected? What missions to cannibal tribes has
infidelity sustained? What fallen women or profligate men has scepticism
reclaimed and new-created?
The Milton of this subject may well turn out to be like him whom Gray describes in his Elegy as "mute, inglorious." "By their fruits ye shall know them." What are the precious outcomings of "modern thought," which is the alias for new-fashioned unbelief? We hear the shouts of the craftsmen as they repeat their cry, "Great is Diana of the Ephesians!" But where are the holy and happy results of the "advanced criticism" which is so busily undermining the foundations of faith?