Some O Thee Art Alright Thou Shouldst Not Come to Jerusalem Oer the Morrow
(No. 47)
Delivered on Sabbath Forenoon, October 21, 1855, by the
REV. C. H. Spurgeon
At New Park Street Chapel, Southwark.
"I pray not that chiliad shouldest take them out of the globe, but that thou shouldest keep them from the evil."—John 17:fifteen.
HIS PRAYER of Christ is an always precious portion to all true believers, from the fact that each of them has an inalienable involvement in it. Every one of u.s., beloved, when we listen to the words of Christ should recall that he is praying for us; that while it is for the slap-up torso of his elect he intercedes in this chapter and the one preceding it, nevertheless it is also for each believer in particular that he offers intercession. However weak nosotros are, withal poor; withal little our organized religion, or however pocket-size our grace may exist, our names are still written on his middle; nor shall we lose our share in Jesus' love.
I will continue at once to the give-and-take of the text every bit my time is limited. Start, at that place is a negative prayer: "I pray not that thou shouldst take them out of the world;" 2d, here is a positive prayer; but that 1000 shouldest keep them from the evil."
We accept and so a negative prayer in this poesy. "I pray non that thou shouldst have them out of the globe. "Now, beloved, when nosotros run across persons converted to God, when men are turned front iniquity unto righteousness, from sinners into saints, the thought sometimes strikes us—would it non exist good to have them at once to heaven, would it non be an fantabulous thing to translate them speedily from the realms of sin to the chest of the Lord who loved them with an everlasting honey? Would it not be wiser to accept the young plants out of the chilly air of this world, where they may possibly be injured and weakened, and transplant them at one time to the land where they may bloom in peace and tranquility for ever? Not so, even so, does Jesus pray. When the man had the devils cast out of him, he said to Jesus, "Lord, I would follow thee whithersoever thousand goest. "Only Jesus said to him, "Go to thy friends and relations, and tell them how smashing things the Lord hath done for thee." Some men when they are converted are all for going speedily to heaven; just they take non done with earth however. They would like to wear the crown without bearing the cantankerous, they desire to win without running, and conquer without a battle, but their whim has no countenance from Jesus, for he exclaims, "I pray not that k shouldest accept them out of the world."
I shall first of all speak of the meanings of this prayer; secondly, the reasons of this prayer; thirdly, the doctrinal inferences that we may derive from it; and fourthly, the applied lessons it teaches. Briefly on each point.
I. First. THE MEANINGS OF THIS PRAYER. "I pray not that chiliad shouldest take them out of the world. "Now, there are 2 senses in which this prayer may be understood. Ane is,—he prays not that they should, past retirement and solitude, be kept entirely separate from the world; and the 2d,—he asks not that they should be taken away by death.
First, as regards retirement from the World and confinement. Some hermits and others have fancied that if we were to shut ourselves from the earth and live alone, nosotros should then be more devoted to God and serve him better. Many men of one-time lived in deserts, never coming into the cities, wandering most alone, praying in caves and forests, and thinking they were contaminated, and rendered impure if once they mingled with mankind. So have we among the Roman Catholics, persons who act the office of hermits, living far from the common haunts of men, and conceiving that by so doing they shall abundantly serve God. There are as well sure orders of monks and nuns who live nigh alone, seeing only their fellows, and fancying that by seclusion they are putting honor upon God, and winning salvation for themselves. Now it is also tardily in the twenty-four hours for whatever of every bit to speak against monasticism. It has demonstrated its own fallacy. It was found that some of those men who had separated from society were guilty of more vile and savage practices, and sinned more grossly than men who were in the world. At that place are non many who tin depart from the customs of social life, and in confinement maintain their spirit pure and unsullied. Why, brethren, common sense tells united states at once that living alone is non the way to serve God. It may be the way to serve self, and wrap ourselves in a garment of self-complacency; but it cannot be the fashion to worship God truly. If it exist possible, by this means, to fulfil ane part of the groovy law of God, we cannot, possibly behave out the other portion—to love our neighbour as ourselves, for we thus go unable to bind up the broken-hearted, to bring the wanderer dorsum, or to win souls from death and sin. Out of the heart proceedeth all evil, and if we were in retirement we should sin, because we should deport our hearts with u.s. into whatever solitude we entered. If we could but one time get rid of our hearts, if there were some ways of rendering our natures perfect, then nosotros might be able to live alone; but, as we now are, that door must be well listed that would keep out the devil; that cell must be much secluded that sin cannot enter. I have heard of a man who idea he could alive without sin if he were to dwell alone; so he took a bullpen of water and a store of bread, and provided some wood, and shut himself up in a lonely cell proverb, " Now I shall live in peace." Simply in a moment or ii he chanced to boot the pitcher over, and he thereupon used an aroused expression. Then he said, "I see it is possible to lose one's temper fifty-fifty when alone;" and he at one time returned to live amidst men.
Simply it may be understood in a 2nd sense. "I pray not that thou shouldest take them out of this world"—by death. That is a sweet and blest mode of taking u.s. out of the world, which volition happen to us all by-and-by. In a few more years the chariot of burn down and the horses of burn volition accept away the Lord'southward soldiers. But Jesus does not pray that one of his chosen people should be likewise soon removed, he does non desire to meet his newly begotten souls plume their wings and fly aloft to heaven until their time shall come. How frequently does the wearied pilgrim put upwards the prayer, "O that I had wings like a dove, for and then would I wing away and be at residue. "But Christ does not pray like that; he leaves information technology to his Male parent, until, like shocks of corn fully ripe, we shall each of us be gathered into our Master's garner. Jesus does not plead for our firsthand removal by death. He asks that we may exercise well in the world, simply he never asks for us to be gathered in before we are ripe. Thus I have explained the two meanings of the words, "I pray not that g shouldest accept them out of the world"—either past living retired from men, or being taken abroad by death.
Ii. Now the 2d point WAS THE REASON FOR THIS PETITION. These reasons are threefold, Christ does not pray that nosotros should be taken out of the globe, because our abode here is for our own good, for the world's benefit, and for his glory.
1. Get-go, it would not be for our ain proficient to be taken out of this earth. I leave out the first idea of the text, and just speak of information technology concerning death. We conceive that the greatest blessing we shall ever receive of God is to die; just doubtless information technology would not be for our practiced to withdraw from this world as before long as we had escaped from sin. It is better for u.s. to tarry a little while; far amend. And the reasons for this are—beginning, considering a little stay on earth volition make heaven all the sweeter. Nothing makes residue then sweet every bit toil; cypher can return security so pleasant equally a long exposure to alarms, and fears, and battles. No sky will be so sweet every bit a heaven, which has been preceded by torments and pains. Methinks the deeper draughts of woe nosotros beverage here below, the sweeter will be those draughts of eternal glory which we shall receive from the golden bowls of bliss; the more than we are battered and scarred on earth the more glorious volition be our victory higher up, when the shouts of a chiliad times ten 1000 angels welcome u.s.a. to our Father's palace. The more than trials the more than elation, the more than sufferings the more ecstasies, the more depression the higher the exaltation. Thus we shall gain more of sky past the sufferings nosotros shall laissez passer through here below. Let us non then, my brethren, fear to advance through our trials: they are for our skilful; to stop hither awhile is for our benefit. Why! we should not know how to converse in sky if we had non a few trials and hardships to tell of, and some tales of delivering grace to repeat with joy. An sometime sailor likes to have passed through a few shipwrecks and storms, however chancy they may have been, for he anchors in Greenwich Infirmary, he volition there tell, with slap-up pleasance, to his companions, of his hair-breadth escapes. There will exist some quondam soldiers in heaven, too, who will recount their fights, how their Principal delivered them, and how he won the victory and kept off all their foes.
Once again, nosotros should non have fellowship with Christ if we did not finish here. Fellowship with Christ is so honorable a matter that it is worth while to suffer, that we may thereby relish it. You have sometimes heard me express a desire that I might be in the number of those who shall be alive and remain, and then shall escape decease, but a beloved friend of mine says, he had rather dice, in gild that he might thus have fellowship with Christ in his sufferings, and methinks the thought finds an repeat in my own breast. To die with Jesus makes decease a perfect treasure, to exist a follower in the grave with him makes decease a pleasure. Moreover, you and I might exist taken for cowards, although we may take fellowship with him in his glory, if nosotros had no scars to show the sufferings nosotros had passed through, and the wounds we had received for his name. Thus, again you lot come across it is for our good to be here; we should non have known fellowship with the Saviour, if nosotros had not tarried here a lilliputian while. I should never have known the Saviour's love one-half and then much if I had not been in the storms of illness. How sweet information technology is to learn the Saviour's love when nobody else loves us! When friends flee away, what a blessed matter it is to see that the Saviour does not forsake united states of america but still keeps us, and holds fast past us, and clings to the states, and will not let us go! O love blood brother and sister, believe that your remaining here on earth is for your eternal benefit, and therefore Jesus said. "I pray not that thou shouldest take them out of the globe."
ii. And over again, information technology is for the practiced of other people. Methinks we should all be willing to remain on earth for the good of others. Why may not saints die as shortly as they are converted? For this reason: because God meant that they should exist the ways of the salvation of their brethren. Yous would non, surely, wish to exit of the globe if there were a soul to be saved by you. Methinks if I could get to glory before I had converted all the souls allotted to me, I should not exist happy; merely that would be impossible, for God will non shut his saints in till they have been spiritual fathers to those appointed. Nosotros do not wish to enter sky till our piece of work is washed, for it would make us uneasy on our beds if there were one single soul left to be saved past our means. Tarry, then, Christian; there is a brand to be plucked out of the burn down, a sinner to be saved from his sins, a rebel to exist turned from the mistake of his ways, and may hap that sinner is i of thy relatives. May hap, poor widow, that art spared in this world, because there is a wayward son of thine non yet saved, and God hath designed to make thee the favored musical instrument of bringing him to glory. And grand hoary-headed Christian, it may be that though "the grasshopper is a burden to thee," and 1000 longest to get, thou art kept here because one of thy offspring, by thy instrumentality, is yet to be saved. Tarry, then, for thy son'south sake, who came from thy loins. I know how deeply thou dost honey him, and for his sake surly thou art content to be left hither a trivial, counting it for the best that thou mayest bring in thy son to glory with thee.
3. Merely the third reason is considering it is for God's glory. A tried saint brings more glory to God than an untried 1. I exercise verily call up in my own soul that a believer in a dungeon reflects more celebrity on his Master than a laic in paradise, that a kid of God in the called-for peppery furnace, whose pilus is nevertheless unscorched, and upon whom the smell of the fire has not passed, displays more the glory of Godhead than even he who stands with a crown upon his head, perpetually singing praises before the Begetter'south throne. Nix reflects and so much honor on a workman equally a trial of his work, and its endurance of it. So with God. Information technology honors him when his saints preserve their integrity. Peter honored Christ more when he walked upon the water, than when he stood upon the land. There was no glory given to God past his walking on the solid shore, only there was glory reflected when he trod upon the water. Peter saw the Lord coming on the water, and he said to him, "Lord, if information technology be g, bid me come unto thee on the h2o. And he said, come. And when Peter was come downwards out of the ship, he walked on the water to go to Jesus." What may we not go through, Christians, at his command? O methinks we could rising and cutting Agag to pieces, and hew the devil himself and break his head, through the ability of Jesus. Information technology is then for the celebrity of Jesus that we yet tarry. If my lying in the dust would drag Christ one inch higher, I would say, "O let me remain, for it is sugariness! to be here for the Lord." And if to live here for ever would brand Christ more glorious, I would prefer to live here eternally. If we could but add more jewels to the crown of Christ by remaining here, why should we wish to be taken out of the world? Nosotros should say, "Information technology is blessed to exist anywhere, where we can glorify him."
III. The tertiary point is THE DOCTRINAL INFERENCE We MAY DERIVE FROM THIS PRAYER.
The first inference—Decease is God taking the people out of the globe; and when nosotros die we are removed past God. Death is not an contained being, who comes at his own will, to acquit us away when he pleases. In fact, it is not truthful that death does take away the Christian at all: God alone can remove his children from this earth. Whether the humble peasant, or the reigning monarch, one hand lifts them to the sky. You volition see this by referring to the Revelation where the vintage of the wicked is gathered past an angel, merely the harvest of the righteous is reaped by Christ himself. "And another angel came out of the temple which is in heaven, he too having a abrupt sickle. And another angel came out from the altar, which had power over the burn; and cried with a loud cry to him that had the sharp sickle, saying, Thrust in thy sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; for her grapes are fully ripe. And the angel thrust in his sickle into the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast information technology into the great winepress of the wrath of God." These were the wicked. Simply, if you go to the preceding passage, it says, "And I looked, and behold a white cloud, and upon the cloud one sat like unto the Son of man, having on his head a gilded crown, and in his hand a abrupt sickle. And another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud vocalism to him that saturday on the cloud, Thrust in thy sickle, and reap: for the time is Come up for thee to reap; for the harvest of the earth is ripe. And he that saturday on the deject thrust in his sickle on the earth; and the world was reaped." Christ is the reaper who cuts his own corn. He volition not trust an angel to practise information technology. God lonely has the issues of life in his manus.
The next thing is that dying is non of half so much importance as living to Christ." I pray not that yard shouldest take them out of the world." He does non brand their dying an object of prayer, "but that one thousand shouldest keep them from the evil." He prays that they should exist preserved in life, knowing that their death would assuredly follow rightly, as a matter of class. Many say one to the other, "Have you heard that and so-and-and so is expressionless?" "How did he die?" They should rather say, "How did he alive?" Information technology may be an important question,—how does a man die; but the well-nigh of import question is, "How does a human being live?" What a curious notion people get about death! The question they ask is non whether a man dies in the Lord Jesus, but, "Has he had a very like shooting fish in a barrel expiry? Did he die gently?" If so, they conclude that all is well. If I ask, "Had he any affection to trust in Christ?" the respond probably will be, "Well, at all events, I thought he had; he had a very easy expiry." People call up so much of an like shooting fish in a barrel death. If there are no pains in death, if they are not in problem, and not plagued like others, they falsely conclude all to be well. But though like sheep they are laid in the grave, they may awaken to devastation in the morning time. It is not a sign of grace that our dying is piece of cake. It is natural for persons in the decay of strength to die hands. Many of the most vicious men, who have destroyed the power of their bodies, have an piece of cake, painless death, from the fact that there is zilch to struggle against expiry; but, then, though they die like lambs, they wake up in sorrow. Do not put any conviction in expiry-beds, my beloved friends; exercise non look on them as evidences of Christianity. The greatest evidence is non how a man dies, only how he lives.
IV. The applied lesson nosotros learn from this part of the text— "I pray not that grand shouldest accept them out of the world"—Is this, that we never have whatsoever encouragement peevishly to ask God to let the states die. Christians are always wanting to die when they take any problem or trial. You ask them why? "Because we would be with the Lord." O yes, they want to be with the Lord, when trouble and temptations come up upon them. But it is non because they are "panting to be with the Lord," it is because they desire to get rid of their troubles—else they would not want to die at all times when a little vexation is upon them. They want to go abode, not so much for the Saviour'southward company, as to become out of the little hard work. They did not wish to become away when they were in placidity and prosperity. Similar lazy fellows, as most of usa are, when we get into a lilliputian labour we beg to go home. Information technology is quite right sometimes that y'all should want to depart, because you would not prove yourself to be a true Israelite if yous did non want to become to Jerusalem. You may pray to exist taken home out of the earth, merely Christ will not accept up the petition. When your prayers come up to the Lord, this little i may try to got amongst them, just Christ will say, "I exercise not know anything about yous, 'I pray not that thou shouldest take them out of the world."' Y'all may wish it sincerely, and really want information technology, but you will not at present get your Principal to pray with you. Instead, and so, of crying, or wishing to exist away from the battle, brace yourself up in the name of the Lord. Retrieve every wish to escape the fight, is but a desertion of your Master. Do not and then much as retrieve of residue, but remember, that though you may cry, "Allow me retire into the tent," y'all will not be admitted until you lot return a victor. Therefore, end here, and piece of work and labour.
My dear friends, I had intended to preach from the other one-half of the poesy, just that is quite impossible, the time is so far gone, and I tin can only manage the first part thereof. So I must depart from my original intention; and I volition restrict myself to some thoughts which occur to me upon the first portion of our text.
"I pray not that m shouldest take them out of the world." Peradventure, to-morrow y'all will be saying, "I am very sorry Sabbath-solar day is over. I am obliged to get to business once again. I wish it were always Sunday, that I nourish to my preaching, or to the schools, or to the prayer-coming together, or to the tract-distributing. No obstructions of the globe afflict me there, no vexatious of the spirit occur there. I am sick of the globe. Oh! if I could never go into it again." Let me jog thy elbow a bit. Does Jesus think so? Hear him! "I pray not that yard shouldest take them out of the globe." There is no remedy for the ill, if it be an sick, therefore endure it with becoming fortitude; yea, rather seek to improve the opportunity thus afforded you, of conferring a approval upon your race, and of gaining advantages for yourselves.
The pious mind will know how to improve the very sight of sin to its own sanctification. It will learn humility when information technology remembers that restraining grace alone prevents a similar fault in itself. It volition gather subjects for gratitude and admiration from the fact, that grace lonely has fabricated it to differ. Never shall we value grace and so much every bit when we run into the evil front end which it delivers us, never shall we more than abominate sin than when we discern its visible deformity. Bad society is in itself like the poisonous cassava, but if baked in the burn down of grace it may even be rendered useful. True grace casts table salt into the poisonous stream, and then when forced to ford it, the filth thereof is destroyed. Abide, then, O soldier, in the trenches of labour and battle, for the hardness of service is beneficial to thee.
But remember while here that k losest no opportunity of attacking the foe. Never miss an opportunity of having a shot at the devil. Be ready on all occasion to do mischief to the enemy. In business organization, drop a word of enjoy and unction; in company, turn the conversation heavenward; in private, wrestle at the throne. I do non advise you to intrude organized religion at unseasonable hours. I do non conceive information technology to exist your duty when a customer calls to pay a bill to ask him into your office and spend one-half an hour in prayer with him, nor would I think it needful to sanctify your ribbons and shawls past exhorting the purchasers across the counter. Some accept not been quite innocent of the charge of deceit who make as much use of organized religion to attract customers, equally they do of their plate glass window. Do not talk of faith to be heard of men, only when a fair opportunity offers, out with your rifle and accept a steady aim. Cromwell's singular advice to his soldiers was, "Trust in God, my friends, and continue your pulverization dry." In a better sense this is mine. More than all keep up a continual fire on the emeny by a holy life. Cipher volition more reprove sin than your holiness. If y'all cannot tell the stick it Is crooked, you can evidence information technology to be and then, by laying a direct one side by side with information technology. So put your purity before the impure, and they will be effectually reproved.
Well so, again, exercise non be afraid to go out into the earth to practise adept. Christ is keeping yous in the world for the reward of your boyfriend-men. I am sometimes wicked enough to recall that I would rather become anywhere than stand up once again and preach my Master'southward gospel. Like Jonah, I take thought I would actually pay my fare to be carried away to Tarshish, instead of coming dorsum to Nineveh. So would some of you who have tried to preach, and found you could not succeed as yous desired. But do not exist down-hearted, my blood brother; a Christian should never become and then. If you have but ane listener to-day, perchance the next fourth dimension the number will be doubled, and and then on, till they cannot exist counted. Never say, "I wish to go out of this earth:" exercise not murmur, "My life Is prolonged across my joys." Do what you tin can. Do not become amongst people with fear; practice not be aback to expect duty in the face up. If you are not successful at outset, do not he cowards and run away from your guns. We should do all nosotros tin can to bring our guns into line with our brothers, and take good aim at our foes. Never desert your work, though y'all come home distressed in spirit, though you see no gleam of success, and zero is gained. Recall, you cannot run out of the boxing, simply you must get on; and you cannot escape the service. On then, and glory shall be yours.
Now, my brethren, what bearing has this text upon the ungodly? There are some here, my dear friends, of whom I have sometimes thought that I could almost pray that God should take them out of the globe. I can tell you why; they are so wicked—so dreadfully wicked, such hardened reprobates, with such iron souls, that they seem as if they never would be turned to God, and whose portion information technology would appear to exist damned themselves, and to pb others to the same status. I know a hamlet where there is a human being so vicious, so abandoned, that I could almost pray for him to be removed out of the world; he is so awfully wicked that many of those I thought hopeful Christians have been poisoned past his example. Indeed he seemed to be depraving the entire population. He stands similar a deadly Upas tree, with outspread branches, overshadowing the whole place. He is consuming all around him; and instead of information technology being a mercy for him to be hither, information technology would be like a mercy if he were gone. Are non some of you similar that man? Are you not so bad that you are doing all the mischief in the world you can? You never practise anything for the cause of Christ, You are always trying to do your utmost against information technology. You never sow a little blade of God's grass where none grew before. You are of no service, and yet you are spared, because Jesus says, " I pray not that chiliad shouldest have them out of the world." He prays that you may be in the world a fiddling longer. And what has he preserved yous from? Showtime, fever comes and bows thee downward; but Christ says, "Let him not depart nonetheless. O spare him now." And 1000 art spared. The 2nd time, disease comes nearly unto thee, and corking pains bow thee downward. Again he prays, "Spare him!" and thou fine art yet rubber. The third time thou fine art fast approaching thy terminate. At present the angel of decease is lifting upward the glittering steel, and his axe is almost fallen on thee. Nevertheless Christ says, "Spare him, angel! Spare him—peradventure he may however turn to me with full purpose of eye." He whom thou hatest loved thee and so much that he interceded for thee, and therefore thou wert spared till now. Remember, even so, that this reprieve will not keep for always. At last Justice volition cry; "Cutting him downwardly, he cumbers the footing." Some of you have been cumbering the ground for lx or seventy years-one-time sinners; of no employ in this world. Is it so? There y'all are occupying the ground, keeping other trees from growing, and of no use! Your family is being damned by your example; the whole neighbourhood is tainted by you. Practise not tell me I should non speak and so roughly. I tell y'all, as long as I have a tongue in my head you lot shall have no mincemeat from me. If yous are lost, it shall not be for want of plain speaking and honest alert. Oh, ye cumber-grounds! how much digging and dunging have ye received at the Lord's manus, and yet ye are fruitless. The axe volition soon be at your root, and oh, the fire into which ye shall be cast! Ungodly man, m art spared until thine overflowing cup of sin is dropping like oil upon the flame of vengeance, and the increasing burn down will soon reach thee. The longer the archer draweth the bow the more mighty is the force of the arrow. What though vengeance tarrieth, it is that its sword may be sharpened and its arm nerved for direr execution. Oh, ye grey-heads! a little more delay and the stroke shall fall; tremble and kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way, when his wrath is kindled simply a fiddling.
And yet, methinks, some of you who have cumbered the ground do most heartily want to serve God. Poor sinner! I rejoice that yard feelest that yard hast been a cumber-ground. Dost g confess that thou hast been a poor thorn and briar until now. Dost chiliad acknowledge that the Lord has been merely to thee if he had damned thee? Then come every bit thou art and cast thyself on Jesus, without works, without merit. Wilt 1000 ask the Lord to plough thee into a good fig tree? If thou wilt, he will practice it; for be declares, that he heareth prayer.
There was once a poor man in a small country town who had not all the sense people usually have, but he had sense plenty to exist a great drunk and swearer as God would have information technology, he once listened to a poor adult female, who was singing—
But Jesus Christ is my all in all"
Dwelling he went, repeating these words, he put his trust in a crucified Saviour, and was actually converted. Well, he before long came to the church, and although he was a pedlar, and always travelling nearly, he said, "I want to join your church building." They, remembering his sinful way of life, required some corking evidence of a change before they received him, "O!" says he, "I must come in," "But you take been such a cracking sinner, and you lot are unconverted," added the elders. "Well," said poor Jack, "I don't know if I'chiliad unconverted, and I confess I am a keen sinner—but
But Jesus Christ is my all in all."
They could not become from him any other testimony salve this. He would but say—
But Jesus Christ is my all in all."
They could non pass up him, and therefore accepted him for fellowship. After this he was always happy. When a Christian man said to him "But you lot always seem so happy and pleased, John; how is information technology?" "Well" said he, " I ought to be happy, for—
But Jesus Christ is my all in all."
"Well only," said the gentleman, "I can't come across how you can be always so happy and sure. I sometimes lose my evidences." "I don't," said Jack,
But Jesus Christ is my all in all."
"Ah," said a friend, "I am at times miserable because I call back my sad sinfulness fifty-fifty since conversion." "Ah!" said Jack, "yous have not begun to sing,
Simply Jesus Christ is my all in all."
"Oh!" said the friend, "how exercise you go rid of your doubts and fears? My faith frequently fails, and I miss my sure promise in Christ. My frames are so variable and feelings so contrary, what practice you think of that?" "Think," said poor Jack, " why master I have no proficient things to intendance about—
Simply Jesus Christ is my all in all.'"
Well, then, if there is any one here who is "a poor sinner, find aught at all,"—where is he? in the gallery" or sitting down beneath? If he cannot say all that poor human being said; if he can say the first line, he need not fear to say the second. Never listen if he tin can't say,If he can say,
he is most convincingly on the right road.
"Oh! only," says one, "I am sinful, vile, worthless." All right! you lot're "a Poor sinner and nothing at all," and Jesus Christ is willing to be your "all in all." "But I accept blasphemed God, departed from his ways, and greviously transgressed." Well, I believe that, and a neat deal more, and am very glad to hear information technology; for thus I run across you areI am very glad if you lot volition hold that opinion of yourself. "Ah! just I am afraid I have sinned likewise much. When I attempt I cannot do anything. When I effort to mend my means; when I try to believe in Christ, I cannot." Nosotros are glad, very glad of information technology brother, that you are
If y'all had a single particle of goodness; if y'all had a little chip not big enough to cover the height of your little finger, we should not be glad. But if grand art
"A poor sinner, and nothing at all,
Jesus Christ is thy all in all."
Come! wilt thou have him? Thou fine art "goose egg at all." Wilt thou have Christ? There he stands. Ask: information technology is all he wants, for chiliad art the object of his regard. There are simply 3 steps. I is to step out of cocky, the second is to step upon Jesus, the third is to pace into sky. You have taken one step. I am sure yous will accept the others. God never makes y'all feel you lot are
only, sooner or later, he gives
O poor sinner, do not be doubtful of my Principal's power. Practice merely touch the hem of his garment, and yard shalt be made whole. Like the poor woman in the crowd, do just get at it and touch it, and he volition surely say unto thee, "Thousand fine art saved." If chiliad wilt go to him with this cry,
And Jesus Christ is my all in all,"
And so you volition see the blessed reason why Jesus interceded thus; "I pray non that g shouldest accept them out of the globe."
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