circumstantial exactness. Two historians, though
with equal gifts and equal opportunities, never describe
events in exactly the same way. Two witnesses
in a court of law, while they agree in the main, invariably
differ in some particulars. It appears as if
men could not relate facts precisely as they saw or
as they heard them. The different parts of a
story strike different imaginations unequally; and
the mind, as the circumstances pass through it, alters
their proportions unconsciously, or shifts the perspective.
The credit which we give to the most authentic work
of a man has no resemblance to that universal acceptance
which is demanded for the Bible. It is not a
difference of degree: it is a difference in kind;
and we desire to know on what ground this infallibility,
which we do not question, but which is not proved,
demands our belief. Very likely the Bible is
thus infallible. Unless it is, there can be no
moral obligation to accept the facts which it records:
and though there may be intellectual error in denying
them, there can be no moral sin. Facts may be
better or worse authenticated; but all the proofs
in the world of the genuineness and authenticity of
the human handiwork cannot establish a claim upon
the conscience. It might be foolish to question
Thucydides’ account of Pericles, but no one
would call it sinful. Men part with all sobriety
of judgment when they come on ground of this kind.
When Sir Henry Rawlinson read the name of Sennacherib
on the Assyrian marbles, and found allusions there
to the Israelites in Palestine, we were told that
a triumphant answer had been found to the cavils of
sceptics, and a convincing proof of the inspired truth
of the Divine Oracles. Bad arguments in a good
cause are a sure way to bring distrust upon it.
The Divine Oracles may be true, and may be inspired;
but the discoveries at Nineveh certainly do not prove
them so. No one supposes that the Books of Kings
or the prophesies of Isaiah and Ezekiel were the work
of men who had no knowledge of Assyria or the Assyrian
Princes. It is possible that in the excavations
at Carthage some Punic inscription may be found confirming
Livy’s account of the battle of Cannae; but
we shall not be obliged to believe therefore in the
inspiration of Livy, or rather (for the argument comes
to that) in the inspiration of the whole Latin literature.
We are not questioning the fact that the Bible is infallible; we desire only to be told on what evidence that great and awful fact concerning it properly rests. It would seem, indeed, as if instinct had been wiser than argument—as if it had been felt that nothing short of this literal and close inspiration could preserve the facts on which Christianity depends. The history of the early world is a history everywhere of marvels. The legendary literature of every nation upon earth tells the same stories of prodigies and wonders, of the appearances of the gods upon earth, and of their intercourse with men. The lives


