PSALM 4:8 I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep:

The Church has lost this prophetic inspiration, and now she bows down to worldly greatness and tells with delight that a chariot and pair has driven up to her front door. To what cent of indignity has she sunk, even in her very speech! She is now an influential Church, a respectable Church, an intelligent Church, a Church possessed of exceptional advantages, and most careful about her reputation! So the world pays its copper tribute, and says to the Church, Behave yourself! let us do what we like, and you sing your hymns and go up to heaven like any other vapour. Where are the men who can do without food, clothing, shelter? Where are the men who would spurn any offer of patronage?--sons of thunder, sons of judgement; men who never sit down to eat, but snatch their apple as they hasten along the road that they may keep their next appointment to thunder judgement upon unrighteousness, and break in pieces with an iron rod the vessel of impurity. (J. Parker, D. D.)