A French Preacher of Holiness
Theodore Monod (1836 - ), the son of Frederick Monod, was a French Protestant Pastor who initially studied law but then trained for the ministry at Western Theological Seminary in Alleghany, PA. From 1860 - 1863 he labored among the French Canadians in Illinois. He returned to Paris and his father’s pastorate in 1875. He was a popular speaker at the Keswick Campmeetings. Among the books I have found are Looking To Jesus
, The Christian's Cross, Life More Abundant
and The Gift of God
. He also wrote wonderful poetry. One finds some of his sermons on the internet.
Theodore Monod's Poetry
On Thee My Heart is Resting
On thee my heart is resting!
Ah, this is rest indeed!
What else, Almighty Saviour,
Can a poor sinner need?
Thy light is all my wisdom,
Thy love is all my stay;
Our Father's home in glory,
Draws nearer every day.
My guilt is great, but greater
The mercy Thou dost give;
Thyself, a spotless Offering,
Hast died that I should live.
With Thee, my soul unfettered
Has risen from the dust;
They blood is all my treasure,
Thy word is all my trust.
Through me, Thou gentle Master,
Thy purposes fulfill!
I yield myself for ever
To Thy most holy will.
What though I be but weakness,
My strength is not in me;
The poorest of Thy people
Has all things, having Thee.
When clouds are darkest round me,
Thou, Lord art then most dear,
My drooping faith to quicken,
My weary soul to cheer.
Safe nestling in Thy bosom,
I gaze upon Thy face;
In vain my foes would drive me
From Thee, my hiding-place.
'Tis Thou hast made me happy,
'Tis Thou hast set me free;
To whom shall I give glory
For ever, but to Thee?
Of earthly love and blessing
Should every stream run dry,
Thy grace shall still be with me,
Thy grace, to live and die!
From Sacred Songs & Solos, No. 619
(May be sung to the tune "Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus")
Oh, the Bitter Shame and Sorrow
"Oh, the bitter shame and sorrow,
That a time could ever be,
When I let the Saviour's pity
Plead in vain, and proudly answered--
"All of self, and none of Thee."
Yet He found me; I beheld Him
Bleeding on the cursed tree;
Heard Him pray, "Forgive them, Father,"
And my wistful heart said faintly--
"Some of self, and some of Thee."
Day by day His tender mercy,
Healing, helping, full and free,
Sweet and strong, and ah? so patient,
Brought me lower while I whispered--
"Less of Self, and more of Thee."
Higher than the highest heavens,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
Lord, Thy love at last hath conquered:
Grant me now my soul's petition--
"None of self, and all of Thee"
Theodore Monod's Sermons
(A marvelous sermon on fruit-bearing in John 15)
"Remember we cannot make fruit. In fact, fruit is never made—fruit is grown...."
"Our fruit must be fresh fruit if it is fruit at all."
"There is also such a thing as preserved fruit. Yes, that is fruit, too, if you like, but I do not think any one who can get plums will accept prunes, or will instead of grapes take raisins. Raisins have been grapes, but are grapes no longer. So there are people going about with tin boxes full of old fruit. That is not of much use." (Read the rest of this wonderful sermon)
Our Perils, Our Duties, Our Hopes
(A sermon on the dangers facing the evangelical church)
“What then is the danger for the Church? It is to suffer herself to be stealthily poisoned by sensualism, fatalism, and the spirit of levity that tends to minimize sin. It is to play into the hands of the enemy, if not by open complicity, at least by silence and inertia. Shall we be told that there is also a danger from an excessive reaction against formalism, leading to eccentricity? a danger lest the ﬂesh should be pressed into the service of the Spirit? We grant it, although the chief peril at present lies on the side of congestion, not of effervescence. Christian churches, while praying to be ﬁlled with the Holy Ghost, are afraid of the Holy Ghost, afraid of boldness, afraid of anything that recalls the gifts and the powers of the apostolic age." (Read Our Perils, Our Duties, Our Hopes
(A sermon given at Oxford in 1874)
"In the last place, we will just turn to St. Paul’s story. In his conversion his first question is “Who art Thou, Lord?” His second question is “Lord, what wilt Thou have me to do?” That last question was the motto of his life. We see it again in Acts 22:22,23, He went about “not knowing the things that shall befall me there,” but still in perfect peace. When we go away from this quiet time with Jesus we know not the things that will befall us, but we know He will guide us much more than even here. As somebody said when we were leaving Broadlands, if a child in this beautiful place is led and kept and guided, much more it will be led and kept and guided in the bustle and confusion of the streets. Brethren, if Jesus has been guiding us in these meetings, much more will He guide us in the din and whirl of outer life." (Read the rest of Theodore Monod's sermon on Guidance
"A friend was telling me that he has had more gladness in his ministry in three months than during the twelve previous years. How is that? Did not he know of "the rest of faith?" Yes, years ago. What then? Ah! now he knows the joy of bringing souls to the Lord, and his strength and youth are renewed. It is a great thing to have the rest of faith; but then there is the rest of obedience, the rest of service, the rest that the Saviour promises when He says: "If any man will do My will; I will manifest Myself unto him? "He that hath My commandments, and keepeth them, he it is that loveth Me, and he that loveth Me shall be loved of My Father, and I will love him, and will manifest Myself to him." That is true rest, that is lasting rest, in unity of purpose, in unity of work with the Lord. We have first to be converted; then we have to be consecrated to God; further, we have to be consumed on the altar of sacrifice; thus shall we be conquerors, and more than conquerors, bringing others with us to Him that loved us first." (Read the rest Union With Christ, Source of Fruitfulness by Theodore Monod
Life More Abundant
"Some ﬁfteen minutes ago, a brother favoured me with a conﬁdential remark that sounded, I must say, rather strange. He whispered: “There is a large crowd, this evening; you were to speak on holiness, but perhaps you had better preach a Gospel sermon.” Now, my friends, I do intend to speak on holiness, but I also mean it to be a Gospel sermon-onc that contains the very essence of the Gospel-the kind of address that the Apostle Peter concluded thus: “Unto you ﬁrst, God, having raised up his Son Jesus, sent Him to bless you, in turning away every one of you from his iniquities” (Acts 3:26). This is what I want to present to you who may be here this evening, and are yet unconverted. I want to tell you that God has sent Jesus Christ into the world to turn you and save you now from your sins. Not only has He taken them upon Himself; not only has He redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us; but He came for the very purpose of saving his people from their sins."
(Read the rest of Life More Abundant
Theodore Monod's Books
Looking To Jesus
(This is more contemporized version)
“Looking unto Jesus”—that the brightness of His face may enlighten our darkness; that our joy may be holy and our grief subdued; that He may humble us in order to exalt us in due time, that He may afflict us in order to comfort us, that He may strip us of our self-righteousness in order to enrich us with His own; that He may teach us how to pray and then answer our prayers—so that while we are in the world we will not be of the world, so that our life may be hid with Him in God, so that our words may bear witness of Him before men...." (Read the rest of Monod's Looking To Jesus