Well do I know it is faith that saves us—but not faith in any work of God—faith in God himself. If I did not believe God as good as the tenderest, purest, most unselfish human heart could imagine him, yea, an infinitude better, higher than we as the heavens are higher than the earth—if I did not feel every fiber of heart and brain and body safe with him because he is the Father who made me that I am—I would not be saved, for this faith is salvation; it is God and the man one. God and man together, the vital energy flowing unchecked from the creator into his creature—that is the salvation of the creature. But the poorest faith in the living God, the God revealed in Christ Jesus, if it be true, that is obedient, is the beginning of the way to know him, and to know him is eternal life. If you mean by faith anything of a different kind, that faith will not save you. Any other kind of faith will not save you. A faith, for instance, that God does not forgive me because he loves me, but because he loves Jesus Christ, cannot save me, because it is a falsehood against God: such a gospel would be the preaching of a God that was not love, therefore in whom was no salvation. Such a faith would damn, not save a man; for it would bind him to a God who was anything but perfect. Such assertions are nothing but the poor remnants of paganism, and it is only with that part of our nature not yet Christian that we are able to believe them.