<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:02:09.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spurgeon Selections</title><subtitle type='html'>selections from C.H. Spurgeon (morning/evening devotionals) - see http://www.spurgeongems.org/</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115540029866379940</id><published>2006-08-12T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T12:32:31.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle of God's Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miracle of Grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He appeared first to Mary Magdalene, out of whom He had cast seven devils." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;--Mark 16:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary of Magdala was the victim of a fearful evil. She was possessed by not one devil only, but seven. These dreadful inmates caused much pain and pollution to the poor frame in which they had found a lodging. Hers was a hopeless, horrible case. She could not help herself, neither could any human succour avail. But Jesus passed that way, and unsought, and probably even resisted by the poor demoniac, He uttered the word of power, and Mary of Magdala became a trophy of the healing power of Jesus. All the seven demons left her, left her never to return, forcibly ejected by the Lord of all. What a blessed deliverance! What a happy change! From delirium to delight, from despair to peace, from hell to heaven! Straightway she became a constant follower of Jesus, catching His every word, following His devious steps, sharing His toilsome life; and withal she became His generous helper, first among that band of healed and grateful women who ministered unto Him of their substance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus was lifted up in crucifixion, Mary remained the sharer of His shame: we find her first beholding from afar, and then drawing near to the foot of the cross. She could not die on the cross with Jesus, but she stood as near it as she could, and when His blessed body was taken down, she watched to see how and where it was laid. She was the faithful and watchful believer, last at the sepulchre where Jesus slept, first at the grave whence He arose. Her holy fidelity made her a favoured beholder of her beloved Rabboni, who deigned to call her by her name, and to make her His messenger of good news to the trembling disciples and Peter. Thus grace found her a maniac and made her a minister, cast out devils and gave her to behold angels, delivered her from Satan, and united her for ever to the Lord Jesus. May I also be such a miracle of grace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115540029866379940?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115540029866379940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115540029866379940' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115540029866379940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115540029866379940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/08/miracle-of-gods-grace.html' title='Miracle of God&apos;s Grace'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115540016285032398</id><published>2006-08-12T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T12:29:22.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ our Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Christ, who is our life." --Colossians 3:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul's marvellously rich expression indicates, that Christ is the source of our life. "You hath He quickened who were dead in trespasses and sins." That same voice which brought Lazarus out of the tomb raised us to newness of life. He is now the substance of our spiritual life. It is by His life that we live; He is in us, the hope of glory, the spring of our actions, the central thought which moves every other thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the sustenance of our life. What can the Christian feed upon but Jesus' flesh and blood? "This is the bread which cometh down from heaven, that a man may eat thereof, and not die." O wayworn pilgrims in this wilderness of sin, you never get a morsel to satisfy the hunger of your spirits, except ye find it in Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the solace of our life. All our true joys come from Him; and in times of trouble, His presence is our consolation. There is nothing worth living for but Him; and His lovingkindness is better than life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the object of our life. As speeds the ship towards the port, so hastes the believer towards the haven of his Saviour's bosom. As flies the arrow to its goal, so flies the Christian towards the perfecting of his fellowship with Christ Jesus. As the soldier fights for his captain, and is crowned in his captain's victory, so the believer contends for Christ, and gets his triumph out of the triumphs of his Master. "For him to live is Christ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the exemplar of our life. Where there is the same life within, there will, there must be, to a great extent, the same developments without; and if we live in near fellowship with the Lord Jesus we shall grow like Him. We shall set Him before us as our Divine copy, and we shall seek to tread in His footsteps, until He shall become the crown of our life in glory. Oh! how safe, how honoured, how happy is the Christian, since Christ is our life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115540016285032398?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115540016285032398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115540016285032398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115540016285032398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115540016285032398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/08/christ-our-life.html' title='Christ our Life'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115540005758905472</id><published>2006-08-12T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T12:32:51.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance and Consolation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consolation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everlasting consolation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;--2 Thessalonians 2:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Consolation." There is music in the word: like David's harp, it charms away the evil spirit of melancholy. It was a distinguished honour to Barnabas to be called "the son of consolation"; nay, it is one of the illustrious names of a greater than Barnabas, for the Lord Jesus is "the consolation of Israel." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everlasting consolation"--here is the cream of all, for the eternity of comfort is the crown and glory of it. What is this "everlasting consolation"? It includes a sense of pardoned sin. A Christian man has received in his heart the witness of the Spirit that his iniquities are put away like a cloud, and his transgressions like a thick cloud. If sin be pardoned, is not that an everlasting consolation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the Lord gives His people an abiding sense of acceptance in Christ. The Christian knows that God looks upon him as standing in union with Jesus. Union to the risen Lord is a consolation of the most abiding order; it is, in fact, everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let sickness prostrate us, have we not seen hundreds of believers as happy in the weakness of disease as they would have been in the strength of hale and blooming health? Let death's arrows pierce us to the heart, our comfort dies not, for have not our ears full often heard the songs of saints as they have rejoiced because the living love of God was shed abroad in their hearts in dying moments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a sense of acceptance in the Beloved is an everlasting consolation. Moreover, the Christian has a conviction of his security. God has promised to save those who trust in Christ: the Christian does trust in Christ, and he believes that God will be as good as His word, and will save him. He feels that he is safe by virtue of his being bound up with the person and work of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115540005758905472?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115540005758905472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115540005758905472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115540005758905472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115540005758905472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/08/acceptance-and-consolation.html' title='Acceptance and Consolation'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115419426500860506</id><published>2006-07-29T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:31:05.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Restored thru Affliction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brought Down Through Affliction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In their affliction they will seek Me early."&lt;br /&gt;--Hosea 5:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losses and adversities are frequently the means which the great Shepherd uses to fetch home His wandering sheep; like fierce dogs they worry the wanderers back to the fold. There is no making lions tame if they are too well fed; they must be brought down from their great strength, and their stomachs must be lowered, and then they will submit to the tamer's hand; and often have we seen the Christian rendered obedient to the Lord's will by straitness of bread and hard labour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;When rich and increased in goods many professors carry their heads much too loftily, and speak exceeding boastfully. Like David, they flatter themselves, "My mountain standeth fast; I shall never be moved." When the Christian groweth wealthy, is in good repute, hath good health, and a happy family, he too often admits Mr. Carnal Security to feast at his table, and then if he be a true child of God there is a rod preparing for him. Wait awhile, and it may be you will see his substance melt away as a dream. There goes a portion of his estate--how soon the acres change hands. That debt, that dishonoured bill--how fast his losses roll in, where will they end? It is a blessed sign of divine life if when these embarrassments occur one after another he begins to be distressed about his backslidings, and betakes himself to his God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blessed are the waves that wash the mariner upon the rock of salvation! Losses in business are often sanctified to our soul's enriching. If the chosen soul will not come to the Lord full-handed, it shall come empty. If God, in His grace, findeth no other means of making us honour Him among men, He will cast us into the deep; if we fail to honour Him on the pinnacle of riches, He will bring us into the valley of poverty. Yet faint not, heir of sorrow, when thou art thus rebuked, rather recognize the loving hand which chastens, and say, "I will arise, and go unto my Father."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115419426500860506?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115419426500860506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115419426500860506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115419426500860506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115419426500860506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/07/restored-thru-affliction.html' title='Restored thru Affliction'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115419416627927047</id><published>2006-07-29T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:29:26.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diligence to Virtues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assured Faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue; and to virtue knowledge, etc."&lt;br /&gt;--2 Peter 1:5, 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If thou wouldest enjoy the eminent grace of the full assurance of faith, under the blessed Spirit's influence, and assistance, do what the Scripture tells thee, "Give diligence." Take care that thy faith is of the right kind--that it is not a mere belief of doctrine, but a simple faith, depending on Christ, and on Christ alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give diligent heed to thy courage. Plead with God that He would give thee the face of a lion, that thou mayest, with a consciousness of right, go on boldly. Study well the Scriptures, and get knowledge; for a knowledge of doctrine will tend very much to confirm faith. Try to understand God's Word; let it dwell in thy heart richly.&lt;br /&gt;When thou hast done this, "Add to thy knowledge temperance." Take heed to thy body: be temperate without. Take heed to thy soul: be temperate within. Get temperance of lip, life, heart, and thought. Add to this, by God's Holy Spirit, patience; ask Him to give thee that patience which endureth affliction, which, when it is tried, shall come forth as gold. Array yourself with patience, that you may not murmur nor be depressed in your afflictions. When that grace is won look to godliness. Godliness is something more than religion. Make God's glory your object in life; live in His sight; dwell close to Him; seek for fellowship with Him; and thou hast "godliness"; and to that add brotherly love. Have a love to all the saints: and add to that a charity, which openeth its arms to all men, and loves their souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are adorned with these jewels, and just in proportion as you practise these heavenly virtues, will you come to know by clearest evidence "your calling and election." "Give diligence," if you would get assurance, for lukewarmness and doubting very naturally go hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115419416627927047?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115419416627927047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115419416627927047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115419416627927047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115419416627927047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/07/diligence-to-virtues.html' title='Diligence to Virtues'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115419400829558473</id><published>2006-07-29T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:26:48.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe the Promise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exceeding great and precious promises."&lt;br /&gt;--2 Peter 1:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would know experimentally the preciousness of the promises, and enjoy them in your own heart, meditate much upon them. There are promises which are like grapes in the wine-press; if you will tread them the juice will flow. Thinking over the hallowed words will often be the prelude to their fulfillment. While you are musing upon them, the boon which you are seeking will insensibly come to you. Many a Christian who has thirsted for the promise has found the favour which it ensured gently distilling into his soul even while he has been considering the divine record; and he has rejoiced that ever he was led to lay the promise near his heart.&lt;br /&gt;But besides meditating upon the promises, seek in thy soul to receive them as being the very words of God. Speak to thy soul thus, "If I were dealing with a man's promise, I should carefully consider the ability and the character of the man who had covenanted with me. So with the promise of God; my eye must not be so much fixed upon the greatness of the mercy--that may stagger me; as upon the greatness of the promiser--that will cheer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul, it is God, even thy God, God that cannot lie, who speaks to thee. This word of His which thou art now considering is as true as His own existence. He is a God unchangeable. He has not altered the thing which has gone out of His mouth, nor called back one single consolatory sentence. Nor doth He lack any power; it is the God that made the heavens and the earth who has spoken thus. Nor can He fail in wisdom as to the time when He will bestow the favours, for He knoweth when it is best to give and when better to withhold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, seeing that it is the word of a God so true, so immutable, so powerful, so wise, I will and must believe the promise." If we thus meditate upon the promises, and consider the Promiser, we shall experience their sweetness, and obtain their fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115419400829558473?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115419400829558473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115419400829558473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115419400829558473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115419400829558473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/07/precious-promises.html' title='Precious Promises'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115254955215457428</id><published>2006-07-10T12:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T12:33:45.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Benefits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;His Benefits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forget not all His benefits."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 103:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a delightful and profitable occupation to mark the hand of God in the lives of ancient saints, and to observe His goodness in delivering them, His mercy in pardoning them, and His faithfulness in keeping His covenant with them. But would it not be even more interesting and profitable for us to remark the hand of God in our own lives? Ought we not to look upon our own history as being at least as full of God, as full of His goodness and of His truth, as much a proof of His faithfulness and veracity, as the lives of any of the saints who have gone before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do our Lord an injustice when we suppose that He wrought all His mighty acts, and showed Himself strong for those in the early time, but doth not perform wonders or lay bare His arm for the saints who are now upon the earth. Let us review our own lives. Surely in these we may discover some happy incidents, refreshing to ourselves and glorifying to our God. Have you had no deliverances? Have you passed through no rivers, supported by the divine presence? Have you walked through no fires unharmed? Have you had no manifestations? Have you had no choice favours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God who gave Solomon the desire of his heart, hath He never listened to you and answered your requests? That God of lavish bounty of whom David sang, "Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things," hath He never satiated you with fatness? Have you never been made to lie down in green pastures? Have you never been led by the still waters? Surely the goodness of God has been the same to us as to the saints of old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us, then, weave His mercies into a song. Let us take the pure gold of thankfulness, and the jewels of praise and make them into another crown for the head of Jesus. Let our souls give forth music as sweet and as exhilarating as came from David's harp, while we praise the Lord whose mercy endureth for ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115254955215457428?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115254955215457428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115254955215457428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115254955215457428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115254955215457428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/07/gods-benefits.html' title='God&apos;s Benefits'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115238153740096095</id><published>2006-07-08T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T13:58:57.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejoice in Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed Presence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our heart shall rejoice in Him."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 33:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the fact that Christians can rejoice even in the deepest distress; although trouble may surround them, they still sing; and, like many birds, they sing best in their cages. The waves may roll over them, but their souls soon rise to the surface and see the light of God's countenance; they have a buoyancy about them which keeps their head always above the water, and helps them to sing amid the tempest, "God is with me still." To whom shall the glory be given? Oh! to Jesus--it is all by Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble does not necessarily bring consolation with it to the believer, but the presence of the Son of God in the fiery furnace with him fills his heart with joy. He is sick and suffering, but Jesus visits him and makes his bed for him. He is dying, and the cold chilly waters of Jordan are gathering about him up to the neck, but Jesus puts His arms around him, and cries, "Fear not, beloved; to die is to be blessed; the waters of death have their fountain-head in heaven; they are not bitter, they are sweet as nectar, for they flow from the throne of God." As the departing saint wades through the stream, and the billows gather around him, and heart and flesh fail him, the same voice sounds in his ears, "Fear not; I am with thee; be not dismayed; I am thy God." As he nears the borders of the infinite unknown, and is almost affrighted to enter the realm of shades, Jesus says, "Fear not, it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom." Thus strengthened and consoled, the believer is not afraid to die; nay, he is even willing to depart, for since he has seen Jesus as the morning star, he longs to gaze upon Him as the sun in his strength. Truly, the presence of Jesus is all the heaven we desire. He is at once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The glory of our brightest days;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The comfort of our nights&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115238153740096095?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.backtothebible.org/devotions/devotion.php/morning' title='Rejoice in Him'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115238153740096095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115238153740096095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115238153740096095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115238153740096095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/07/rejoice-in-him.html' title='Rejoice in Him'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115238132993591101</id><published>2006-07-08T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T13:55:29.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret of Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith in a Promise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me I pray thee wherein thy great strength lieth."&lt;br /&gt;--Judges 16:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where lies the secret strength of faith? It lies in the food it feeds on; for faith studies what the promise is--an emanation of divine grace, an overflowing of the great heart of God; and faith says, "My God could not have given this promise, except from love and grace; therefore it is quite certain His Word will be fulfilled." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then faith thinketh, "Who gave this promise?" It considereth not so much its greatness, as, "Who is the author of it?" She remembers that it is God who cannot lie--God omnipotent, God immutable; and therefore concludeth that the promise must be fulfilled; and forward she advances in this firm conviction. She remembereth, why the promise was given,--namely, for God's glory, and she feels perfectly sure that God's glory is safe, that He will never stain His own escutcheon, nor mar the lustre of His own crown; and therefore the promise must and will stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then faith also considereth the amazing work of Christ as being a clear proof of the Father's intention to fulfil His word. "He that spared not His own Son, but freely delivered Him up for us all, how shall He not with Him also freely give us all things?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover faith looks back upon the past, for her battles have strengthened her, and her victories have given her courage. She remembers that God never has failed her; nay, that He never did once fail any of His children. She recollecteth times of great peril, when deliverance came; hours of awful need, when as her day her strength was found, and she cries, "No, I never will be led to think that He can change and leave His servant now.&lt;br /&gt;Hitherto the Lord hath helped me, and He will help me still." Thus faith views each promise in its connection with the promise-giver, and, because she does so, can with assurance say, "Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115238132993591101?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.backtothebible.org/devotions/devotion.php/morning' title='Secret of Faith'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115238132993591101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115238132993591101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115238132993591101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115238132993591101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/07/secret-of-faith.html' title='Secret of Faith'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115220353780479706</id><published>2006-07-06T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:15:18.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Set Apart by God's Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sanctified By Truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sanctify them through Thy truth."&lt;br /&gt;--John 17:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctification begins in regeneration. The Spirit of God infuses into man that new living principle by which he becomes "a new creature" in Christ Jesus. This work, which begins in the new birth, is carried on in two ways--mortification, whereby the lusts of the flesh are subdued and kept under; and vivification, by which the life which God has put within us is made to be a well of water springing up unto everlasting life. This is carried on every day in what is called "perseverance," by which the Christian is preserved and continued in a gracious state, and is made to abound in good works unto the praise and glory of God; and it culminates or comes to perfection, in "glory," when the soul, being thoroughly purged, is caught up to dwell with holy beings at the right hand of the Majesty on high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while the Spirit of God is thus the author of sanctification, yet there is a visible agency employed which must not be forgotten. "Sanctify them," said Jesus, "through thy truth: thy word is truth." The passages of Scripture which prove that the instrument of our sanctification is the Word of God are very many. The Spirit of God brings to our minds the precepts and doctrines of truth, and applies them with power. These are heard in the ear, and being received in the heart, they work in us to will and to do of God's good pleasure. The truth is the sanctifier, and if we do not hear or read the truth, we shall not grow in sanctification. We only progress in sound living as we progress in sound understanding.&lt;br /&gt;"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path." Do not say of any error, "It is a mere matter of opinion." No man indulges an error of judgment, without sooner or later tolerating an error in practice. Hold fast the truth, for by so holding the truth shall you be sanctified by the Spirit of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115220353780479706?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115220353780479706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115220353780479706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115220353780479706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115220353780479706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/07/set-apart-by-gods-truth.html' title='Set Apart by God&apos;s Truth'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115220345498983933</id><published>2006-07-06T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:16:25.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust in the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sin of Fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust ye in the Lord for ever: for in the Lord Jehovah is everlasting strength."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;--Isaiah 26:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeing that we have such a God to trust to, let us rest upon Him with all our weight; let us resolutely drive out all unbelief, and endeavour to get rid of doubts and fears, which so much mar our comfort; since there is no excuse for fear where God is the foundation of our trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A loving parent would be sorely grieved if his child could not trust him; and how ungenerous, how unkind is our conduct when we put so little confidence in our heavenly Father who has never failed us, and who never will. It were well if doubting were banished from the household of God; but it is to be feared that old Unbelief is as nimble nowadays as when the psalmist asked, "Is His mercy clean gone for ever? Will He be favourable no more?" David had not made any very lengthy trial of the mighty sword of the giant Goliath, and yet he said, "There is none like it." He had tried it once in the hour of his youthful victory, and it had proved itself to be of the right metal, and therefore he praised it ever afterwards; even so should we speak well of our God, there is none like unto Him in the heaven above or the earth beneath; "To whom then will ye liken Me, or shall I be equal? saith the Holy One." There is no rock like unto the rock of Jacob, our enemies themselves being judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So far from suffering doubts to live in our hearts, we will take the whole detestable crew, as Elijah did the prophets of Baal, and slay them over the brook; and for a stream to kill them at, we will select the sacred torrent which wells forth from our Saviour's wounded side. We have been in many trials, but we have never yet been cast where we could not find in our God all that we needed. Let us then be encouraged to trust in the Lord for ever, assured that His ever lasting strength will be, as it has been, our succour and stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115220345498983933?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115220345498983933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115220345498983933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115220345498983933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115220345498983933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/07/trust-in-lord.html' title='Trust in the Lord'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-115220334191371044</id><published>2006-07-06T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:17:11.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dwelling Safely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;God's People Are Safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Whoso hearkeneth unto me shall dwell safely, and shall be quiet from fear of evil."&lt;br /&gt;--Proverbs 1:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Divine love is rendered conspicuous when it I shines in the midst of judgments. Fair is that lone star which smiles through the rifts of the thunder clouds; bright is the oasis which blooms in the wilderness of sand; so fair and so bright is love in the midst of wrath. When the Israelites provoked the Most High by their continued idolatry, He punished them by withholding both dew and rain, so that their land was visited by a sore famine; but while He did this, He took care that His own chosen ones should be secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If all other brooks are dry, yet shall there be one reserved for Elijah; and when that fails, God shall still preserve for him a place of sustenance; nay, not only so, the Lord had not simply one "Elijah," but He had a remnant according to the election of grace, who were hidden by fifties in a cave, and though the whole land was subject to famine, yet these fifties in the cave were fed, and fed from Ahab's table too by His faithful, God-fearing steward, Obadiah. Let us from this draw the inference, that come what may, God's people are safe. Let convulsions shake the solid earth, let the skies themselves be rent in twain, yet amid the wreck of worlds the believer shall be as secure as in the calmest hour of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If God cannot save His people under heaven, He will save them in heaven. If the world becomes too hot to hold them, then heaven shall be the place of their reception and their safety. Be ye then confident, when ye hear of wars, and rumours of wars. Let no agitation distress you, but be quiet from fear of evil. Whatsoever cometh upon the earth, you, beneath the broad wings of Jehovah, shall be secure. Stay yourself upon His promise; rest in His faithfulness, and bid defiance to the blackest future, for there is nothing in it direful for you. Your sole concern should be to show forth to the world the blessedness of hearkening to the voice of wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-115220334191371044?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/115220334191371044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=115220334191371044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115220334191371044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/115220334191371044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2006/07/dwelling-safely.html' title='Dwelling Safely'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111749178729200540</id><published>2005-05-30T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T18:23:07.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>There will be limited postings this summer.  Please read postings from previous months or other worthwhile sites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111749178729200540?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111749178729200540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111749178729200540' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111749178729200540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111749178729200540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111697200232527068</id><published>2005-05-24T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:01:14.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pining in Obscurity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"I have seen servants upon horses, and princes walking as servants upon the earth."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; --Ecclesiastes 10:7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Upstarts frequently usurp the highest places, while the truly great pine in obscurity. This is a riddle in providence whose solution will one day gladden the hearts of the upright; but it is so common a fact, that none of us should murmur if it should fall to our own lot. When our Lord was upon earth, although He is the Prince of the kings of the earth, yet He walked the footpath of weariness and service as the Servant of servants: what wonder is it if His followers, who are princes of the blood, should also be looked down upon as inferior and contemptible persons? The world is upside down, and therefore, the first are last and the last first. See how the servile sons of Satan lord it in the earth! What a high horse they ride! How they lift up their horn on high! Haman is in the court, while Mordecai sits in the gate; David wanders on the mountains, while Saul reigns in state; Elijah is complaining in the cave while Jezebel is boasting in the palace; yet who would wish to take the places of the proud rebels? and who, on the other hand, might not envy the despised saints? When the wheel turns, those who are lowest rise, and the highest sink. Patience, then, believer, eternity will right the wrongs of time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let us not fall into the error of letting our passions and carnal appetites ride in triumph, while our nobler powers walk in the dust. Grace must reign as a prince, and make the members of the body instruments of righteousness. The Holy Spirit loves order, and He therefore sets our powers and faculties in due rank and place, giving the highest room to those spiritual faculties which link us with the great King; let us not disturb the divine arrangement, but ask for grace that we may keep under our body and bring it into subjection. We were not new created to allow our passions to rule over us, but that we, as kings, may reign in Christ Jesus over the triple kingdom of spirit, soul, and body, to the glory of God the Father.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111697200232527068?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111697200232527068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111697200232527068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111697200232527068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111697200232527068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/pining-in-obscurity.html' title='Pining in Obscurity'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111659739766467069</id><published>2005-05-20T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:57:32.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heirs of Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Joint heirs with Christ."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;--Romans 8:17&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;The boundless realms of His Father's universe are Christ's by prescriptive right. As "heir of all things," He is the sole proprietor of the vast creation of God, and He has admitted us to claim the whole as ours, by virtue of that deed of joint-heir-ship which the Lord hath ratified with His chosen people. The golden streets of paradise, the pearly gates, the river of life, the transcendent bliss, and the unutterable glory, are, by our blessed Lord, made over to us for our everlasting possession. All that He has He shares with His people. The crown royal He has placed upon the head of His Church, appointing her a kingdom, and calling her sons a royal priesthood, a generation of priests and kings. He uncrowned Himself that we might have a coronation of glory; He would not sit upon His own throne until He had procured a place upon it for all who overcome by His blood. Crown the head and the whole body shares the honour.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Behold here the reward of every Christian conqueror! Christ's throne, crown, sceptre, palace, treasure, robes, heritage, are yours. Far superior to the jealousy, selfishness, and greed, which admit of no participation of their advantages, Christ deems His happiness completed by His people sharing it. "The glory which thou gavest me have I given them." "These things have I spoken unto you, that My joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full." The smiles of His Father are all the sweeter to Him, because His people share them. The honours of His kingdom are more pleasing, because His people appear with Him in glory. More valuable to Him are His conquests, since they have taught His people to overcome. He delights in His throne, because on it there is a place for them. He rejoices in His royal robes, since over them His skirts are spread. He delights the more in His joy, because He calls them to enter into it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111659739766467069?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111659739766467069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111659739766467069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111659739766467069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111659739766467069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/heirs-of-heaven.html' title='Heirs of Heaven'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111645004385932670</id><published>2005-05-18T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T17:00:43.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Carried by Jesus</title><content type='html'>"He shall gather the lambs with His arm, and carry them in His bosom."&lt;br /&gt;--Isaiah 40:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is He of whom such gracious words are spoken? He is THE GOOD SHEPHERD. Why doth He carry the lambs in His bosom? Because He hath a tender heart, and any weakness at once melts His heart. The sighs, the ignorance, the feebleness of the little ones of His flock draw forth His compassion. It is His office, as a faithful High Priest, to consider the weak. Besides, He purchased them with blood, they are His property: He must and will care for that which cost Him so dear. Then He is responsible for each lamb, bound by covenant engagements not to lose one. Moreover, they are all a part of His glory and reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how may we understand the _expression, "He will carry them"? Sometimes He carries them by not permitting them to endure much trial. Providence deals tenderly with them. Often they are "carried" by being filled with an unusual degree of love, so that they bear up and stand fast. Though their knowledge may not be deep, they have great sweetness in what they do know. Frequently He "carries" them by giving them a very simple faith, which takes the promise just as it stands, and believingly runs with every trouble straight to Jesus. The simplicity of their faith gives them an unusual degree of confidence, which carries them above the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He carries the lambs in His bosom." Here is boundless affection. Would He put them in His bosom if He did not love them much? Here is tender nearness: so near are they, that they could not possibly be nearer. Here is hallowed familiarity: there are precious love-passages between Christ and His weak ones. Here is perfect safety: in His bosom who can hurt them? They must hurt the Shepherd first. Here is perfect rest and sweetest comfort. Surely we are not sufficiently sensible of the infinite tenderness of Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111645004385932670?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111645004385932670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111645004385932670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111645004385932670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111645004385932670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/carried-by-jesus.html' title='Carried by Jesus'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111633349596104744</id><published>2005-05-17T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T08:38:15.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; --Psalm 30:5  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Christian! If thou art in a night of trial, think of the morrow; cheer up thy heart with the thought of the coming of thy Lord. Be patient, for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Lo! He comes with clouds descending."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Be patient! The Husbandman waits until He reaps His harvest. Be patient; for you know who has said, "Behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give to every man according as his work shall be." If you are never so wretched now, remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"A few more rolling suns, at most,&lt;br /&gt;Will land thee on fair Canaan's coast."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thy head may be crowned with thorny troubles now, but it shall wear a starry crown ere long; thy hand may be filled with cares--it shall sweep the strings of the harp of heaven soon. Thy garments may be soiled with dust now; they shall be white by-and-by. Wait a little longer. Ah! how despicable our troubles and trials will seem when we look back upon them! Looking at them here in the prospect, they seem immense; but when we get to heaven we shall then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"With transporting joys recount,&lt;br /&gt;The labours of our feet."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our trials will then seem light and momentary afflictions. Let us go on boldly; if the night be never so dark, the morning cometh, which is more than they can say who are shut up in the darkness of hell. Do you know what it is thus to live on the future--to live on expectation--to antedate heaven? Happy believer, to have so sure, so comforting a hope. It may be all dark now, but it will soon be light; it may be all trial now, but it will soon be all happiness. What matters it though "weeping may endure for a night," when "joy cometh in the morning?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111633349596104744?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111633349596104744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111633349596104744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111633349596104744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111633349596104744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/night-ends.html' title='The Night Ends'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111609163614143263</id><published>2005-05-14T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T13:27:16.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Testimony of Christ</title><content type='html'>"The only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth."--John 1:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believer, YOU can bear your testimony that Christ is the only begotten of the Father, as well as the first begotten from the dead. You can say, "He is divine to me, if He be human to all the world beside. He has done that for me which none but a God could do. He has subdued my stubborn will, melted a heart of adamant, opened gates of brass, and snapped bars of iron. He hath turned for me my mourning into laughter, and my desolation into joy; He hath led my captivity captive, and made my heart rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory. Let others think as they will of Him, to me He must be the only begotten of the Father: blessed be His name. And He is full of grace. Ah! had He not been I should never have been saved. He drew me when I struggled to escape from His grace; and when at last I came all trembling like a condemned culprit to His mercy-seat He said, 'Thy sins which are many are all forgiven thee: be of good cheer.' And He is full of truth. True have His promises been, not one has failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bear witness that never servant had such a master as I have; never brother such a kinsman as He has been to me; never spouse such a husband as Christ has been to my soul; never sinner a better Saviour; never mourner a better comforter than Christ hath been to my spirit. I want none beside Him. In life He is my life, and in death He shall be the death of death; in poverty Christ is my riches; in sickness He makes my bed; in darkness He is my star, and in brightness He is my sun; He is the manna of the camp in the wilderness, and He shall be the new corn of the host when they come to Canaan. Jesus is to me all grace and no wrath, all truth and no falsehood: and of truth and grace He is full, infinitely full. My soul, this night, bless with all thy might 'the only Begotten.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111609163614143263?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111609163614143263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111609163614143263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111609163614143263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111609163614143263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/our-testimony-of-christ.html' title='Our Testimony of Christ'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111600659524773078</id><published>2005-05-13T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:57:53.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly Know God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Acquaint now thyself with Him."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;--Job 22:21&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;If we would rightly "acquaint ourselves with God, and be at peace," we must know Him as He has revealed Himself, not only in the unity of His essence and subsistence, but also in the plurality of His persons. God aid, "Let us make man in our own image"--let not man be content until he knows something of the "us" from whom his being was derived. Endeavour to know the Father; bury your head in His bosom in deep repentance, and confess that you are not worthy to be called His son; receive the kiss of His love; let the ring which is the token of His eternal faithfulness be on your finger; sit at His table and let your heart make merry in His grace. Then press forward and seek to know much of the Son of God who is the brightness of His Father's glory, and yet in unspeakable condescension of grace became man for our sakes; know Him in the singular complexity of His nature: eternal God, and yet suffering, finite man; follow Him as He walks the waters with the tread of deity, and as He sits upon the well in the weariness of humanity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Be not satisfied unless you know much of Jesus Christ as your Friend, your Counselor, your Shepherd, your all. Forget not the Holy Spirit; endeavour to obtain a clear view of His nature and character, His attributes, and His works. Behold that Spirit of the Lord, who first of all moved upon chaos, and brought forth order; who now visits the chaos of your soul, and creates the order of holiness. Behold Him as the Lord and giver of spiritual life, the Illuminator, the Instructor, the Comforter, and the Sanctifier. Behold Him as, like holy unction, He descends upon the head of Jesus, and then afterwards rests upon you who are as the skirts of His garments. Such an intelligent, scriptural, and experimental belief in the Trinity in Unity is yours if you truly know God; and such knowledge brings peace indeed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111600659524773078?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111600659524773078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111600659524773078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111600659524773078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111600659524773078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/truly-know-god.html' title='Truly Know God'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111590217521156534</id><published>2005-05-12T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T08:52:29.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Time is Needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"All the days of my appointed time will I wait."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; --Job 14:14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A little stay on earth will make heaven more heavenly. Nothing makes rest so sweet as toil; nothing renders security so pleasant as exposure to alarms. The bitter quassia cups of earth will give a relish to the new wine which sparkles in the golden bowls of glory. Our battered armour and scarred countenances will render more illustrious our victory above, when we are welcomed to the seats of those who have overcome the world. We should not have full fellowship with Christ if we did not for awhile sojourn below, for He was baptized with a baptism of suffering among men, and we must be baptized with the same if we would share his kingdom. Fellowship with Christ is so honourable that the sorest sorrow is a light price by which to procure it. Another reason for our lingering here is for the good of others. We would not wish to enter heaven till our work is done, and it may be that we are yet ordained to minister light to souls benighted in the wilderness of sin. Our prolonged stay here is doubtless for God's glory. A tried saint, like a well-cut diamond, glitters much in the King's crown. Nothing reflects so much honour on a workman as a protracted and severe trial of his work, and its triumphant endurance of the ordeal without giving way in any part.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We are God's workmanship, in whom He will be glorified by our afflictions. It is for the honour of Jesus that we endure the trial of our faith with sacred joy. Let each man surrender his own longings to the glory of Jesus, and feel, "If my lying in the dust would elevate my Lord by so much as an inch, let me still lie among the pots of earth. If to live on earth for ever would make my Lord more glorious, it should be my heaven to be shut out of heaven." Our time is fixed and settled by eternal decree. Let us not be anxious about it, but wait with patience till the gates of pearl shall open&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  (selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111590217521156534?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111590217521156534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111590217521156534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111590217521156534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111590217521156534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/our-time-is-needed.html' title='Our Time is Needed'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111538716855720525</id><published>2005-05-06T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T09:46:08.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unity of Faith</title><content type='html'>"These all died in faith."--Hebrews 11:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold the epitaph of all those blessed saints who fell asleep before the coming of our Lord! It matters nothing how else they died, whether of old age, or by violent means; this one point, in which they all agree, is the most worthy of record, "they all died in faith." In faith they lived--it was their comfort, their guide, their motive and their support; and in the same spiritual grace they died, ending their life-song in the sweet strain in which they had so long continued. They did not die resting in the flesh or upon their own attainments; they made no advance from their first way of acceptance with God, but held to the way of faith to the end. Faith is as precious to die by as to live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying in faith has distinct reference to the past. They believed the promises which had gone before, and were assured that their sins were blotted out through the mercy of God. Dying in faith has to do with the present. These saints were confident of their acceptance with God, they enjoyed the beams of His love, and rested in His faithfulness. Dying in faith looks into the future. They fell asleep, affirming that the Messiah would surely come, and that when He would in the last days appear upon the earth, they would rise from their graves to behold Him. To them the pains of death were but the birth-pangs of a better state. Take courage, my soul, as thou readest this epitaph. Thy course, through grace, is one of faith, and sight seldom cheers thee; this has also been the pathway of the brightest and the best. Faith was the orbit in which these stars of the first magnitude moved all the time of their shining here; and happy art thou that it is thine. Look anew to-night to Jesus, the author and finisher of thy faith, and thank Him for giving thee like precious faith with souls now in glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111538716855720525?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111538716855720525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111538716855720525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111538716855720525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111538716855720525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/unity-of-faith.html' title='Unity of Faith'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111531278679988200</id><published>2005-05-05T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T13:06:26.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eternal Rose</title><content type='html'>"I am the rose of Sharon."--Song of Solomon 2:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever there may be of beauty in the material world, Jesus Christ possesses all that in the spiritual world in a tenfold degree. Amongst flowers the rose is deemed the sweetest, but Jesus is infinitely more beautiful in the garden of the soul than the rose can in the gardens of earth. He takes the first place as the fairest among ten thousand. He is the sun, and all others are the stars; the heavens and the day are dark in comparison with Him, for the King in His beauty transcends all. "I am the rose of Sharon." This was the best and rarest of roses. Jesus is not "the rose" alone, He is "the rose of Sharon," just as He calls His righteousness "gold," and then adds, "the gold of Ophir"--the best of the best. He is positively lovely, and superlatively the loveliest. There is variety in His charms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rose is delightful to the eye, and its scent is pleasant and refreshing; so each of the senses of the soul, whether it be the taste or feeling, the hearing, the sight, or the spiritual smell, finds appropriate gratification in Jesus. Even the recollection of His love is sweet. Take the rose of Sharon, and pull it leaf from leaf, and lay by the leaves in the jar of memory, and you shall find each leaf fragrant long afterwards, filling the house with perfume. Christ satisfies the highest taste of the most educated spirit to the very full. The greatest amateur in perfumes is quite satisfied with the rose: and when the soul has arrived at her highest pitch of true taste, she shall still be content with Christ, nay, she shall be the better able to appreciate Him. Heaven itself possesses nothing which excels the rose of Sharon. What emblem can fully set forth His beauty? Human speech and earth-born things fail to tell of Him. Earth's choicest charms commingled, feebly picture His abounding preciousness. Blessed rose, bloom in my heart for ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111531278679988200?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111531278679988200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111531278679988200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111531278679988200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111531278679988200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/eternal-rose.html' title='The Eternal Rose'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111521214985897641</id><published>2005-05-04T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T09:09:09.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaining Against God</title><content type='html'>"And all the children of Israel murmured."--Numbers 14:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are murmurers amongst Christians now, as there were in the camp of Israel of old. There are those who, when the rod falls, cry out against the afflictive dispensation. They ask, "Why am I thus afflicted? What have I done to be chastened in this manner?" A word with thee, O murmurer! Why shouldst thou murmur against the dispensations of thy heavenly Father? Can He treat thee more hardly than thou deservest? Consider what a rebel thou wast once, but He has pardoned thee! Surely, if He in His wisdom sees fit now to chasten thee, thou shouldst not complain. After all, art thou smitten as hardly as thy sins deserve? Consider the corruption which is in thy breast, and then wilt thou wonder that there needs so much of the rod to fetch it out? Weigh thyself, and discern how much dross is mingled with thy gold; and dost thou think the fire too hot to purge away so much dross as thou hast? Does not that proud rebellious spirit of thine prove that thy heart is not thoroughly sanctified? Are not those murmuring words contrary to the holy submissive nature of God's children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not the correction needed? But if thou wilt murmur against the chastening, take heed, for it will go hard with murmurers. God always chastises His children twice, if they do not bear the first stroke patiently. But know one thing--"He doth not afflict willingly, nor grieve the children of men." All His corrections are sent in love, to purify thee, and to draw thee nearer to Himself. Surely it must help thee to bear the chastening with resignation if thou art able to recognize thy Father's hand. For "whom the Lord loveth He chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom He receiveth. If ye endure chastening, God dealeth with you as with sons." "Murmur not as some of them also murmured and were destroyed of the destroyer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111521214985897641?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111521214985897641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111521214985897641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111521214985897641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111521214985897641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/complaining-against-god.html' title='Complaining Against God'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111512427055539630</id><published>2005-05-03T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T08:44:30.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comprehensive Love</title><content type='html'>"The Lord taketh pleasure in His people."--Psalm 149:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How comprehensive is the love of Jesus! There is no part of His people's interests which He does not consider, and there is nothing which concerns their welfare which is not important to Him. Not merely does He think of you, believer, as an immortal being, but as a mortal being too. Do not deny it or doubt it: "The very hairs of your head are all numbered." "The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in His way" It were a sad thing for us if this mantle of love did not cover all our concerns, for what mischief might be wrought to us in that part of our business which did not come under our gracious Lord's inspection! Believer, rest assured that the heart of Jesus cares about your meaner affairs. The breadth of His tender love is such that you may resort to Him in all matters; for in all your afflictions He is afflicted, and like as a father pitieth his children, so doth He pity you. The meanest interests of all His saints are all borne upon the broad bosom of the Son of God. Oh, what a heart is His, that doth not merely comprehend the persons of His people, but comprehends also the diverse and innumerable concerns of all those persons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dost thou think, O Christian, that thou canst measure the love of Christ? Think of what His love has brought thee--justification, adoption, sanctification, eternal life! The riches of His goodness are unsearchable; thou shalt never be able to tell them out or even conceive them. Oh, the breadth of the love of Christ! Shall such a love as this have half our hearts? Shall it have a cold love in return? Shall Jesus' marvellous lovingkindness and tender care meet with but faint response and tardy acknowledgment? O my soul, tune thy harp to a glad song of thanksgiving! Go to thy rest rejoicing, for thou art no desolate wanderer, but a beloved child, watched over, cared for, supplied, and defended by thy Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111512427055539630?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111512427055539630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111512427055539630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111512427055539630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111512427055539630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/comprehensive-love.html' title='Comprehensive Love'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111505108647344285</id><published>2005-05-02T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:24:46.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promises of God</title><content type='html'>"Remember the word unto Thy servant, upon which Thou hast caused me to hope."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 119:49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your especial need may be, you may readily find some promise in the Bible suited to it. Are you faint and feeble because your way is rough and you are weary? Here is the promise--"He giveth power to the faint." When you read such a promise, take it back to the great Promiser, and ask Him to fulfil His own word. Are you seeking after Christ, and thirsting for closer communion with Him? This promise shines like a star upon you--"Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be filled." Take that promise to the throne continually; do not plead anything else, but go to God over and over again with this--"Lord, Thou hast said it, do as Thou hast said." Are you distressed because of sin, and burdened with the heavy load of your iniquities? Listen to these words--"I, even I, am He that blotteth out thy transgressions, and will no more remember thy sins."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no merit of your own to plead why He should pardon you, but plead His written engagements and He will perform them. Are you afraid lest you should not be able to hold on to the end, lest, after having thought yourself a child of God, you should prove a castaway? If that is your state, take this word of grace to the throne and plead it: "The mountains may depart, and the hills may be removed, but the covenant of My love shall not depart from thee." If you have lost the sweet sense of the Saviour's presence, and are seeking Him with a sorrowful heart, remember the promises: "Return unto Me, and I will return unto you;" "For a small moment have I forsaken thee, but with great mercies will I gather thee." Banquet your faith upon God's own word, and whatever your fears or wants, repair to the Bank of Faith with your Father's note of hand, saying, "Remember the word unto Thy servant, upon which Thou hast caused me to hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111505108647344285?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111505108647344285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111505108647344285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111505108647344285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111505108647344285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/05/promises-of-god.html' title='The Promises of God'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111470509563075039</id><published>2005-04-28T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T12:18:15.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching Always</title><content type='html'>"Blessed is he that watcheth."&lt;br /&gt;--Revelation 16:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We die daily," said the apostle. This was the life of the early Christians; they went everywhere with their lives in their hands. We are not in this day called to pass through the same fearful persecutions: if we were, the Lord would give us grace to bear the test; but the tests of Christian life, at the present moment, though outwardly not so terrible, are yet more likely to overcome us than even those of the fiery age. We have to bear the sneer of the world--that is little; its blandishments, its soft words, its oily speeches, its fawning, its hypocrisy, are far worse. Our danger is lest we grow rich and become proud, lest we give ourselves up to the fashions of this present evil world, and lose our faith. Or if wealth be not the trial, worldly care is quite as mischievous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we cannot be torn in pieces by the roaring lion, if we may be hugged to death by the bear, the devil little cares which it is, so long as he destroys our love to Christ, and our confidence in Him. I fear me that the Christian church is far more likely to lose her integrity in these soft and silken days than in those rougher times. We must be awake now, for we traverse the enchanted ground, and are most likely to fall asleep to our own undoing, unless our faith in Jesus be a reality, and our love to Jesus a vehement flame. Many in these days of easy profession are likely to prove tares, and not wheat; hypocrites with fair masks on their faces, but not the true-born children of the living God. Christian, do not think that these are times in which you can dispense with watchfulness or with holy ardour; you need these things more than ever, and may God the eternal Spirit display His omnipotence in you, that you may be able to say, in all these softer things, as well as in the rougher, "We are more than conquerors through Him that loved us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111470509563075039?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111470509563075039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111470509563075039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111470509563075039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111470509563075039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/watching-always.html' title='Watching Always'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111460669394694382</id><published>2005-04-27T08:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T08:58:13.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Appears</title><content type='html'>"Lo, in the midst of the throne...stood a Lamb as it had been slain."&lt;br /&gt;--Revelation 5:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should our exalted Lord appear in His wounds in glory? The wounds of Jesus are His glories, His jewels, His sacred ornaments. To the eye of the believer, Jesus is passing fair because He is "white and ruddy" white with innocence, and ruddy with His own blood. We see Him as the lily of matchless purity, and as the rose crimsoned with His own gore. Christ is lovely upon Olivet and Tabor, and by the sea, but oh! there never was such a matchless Christ as He that did hang upon the cross. There we beheld all His beauties in perfection, all His attributes developed, all His love drawn out, all His character expressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved, the wounds of Jesus are far more fair in our eyes than all the splendour and pomp of kings. The thorny crown is more than an imperial diadem. It is true that He bears not now the sceptre of reed, but there was a glory in it that never flashed from sceptre of gold. Jesus wears the appearance of a slain Lamb as His court dress in which He wooed our souls, and redeemed them by His complete atonement. Nor are these only the ornaments of Christ: they are the trophies of His love and of His victory. He has divided the spoil with the strong. He has redeemed for Himself a great multitude whom no man can number, and these scars are the memorials of the fight. Ah! if Christ thus loves to retain the thought of His sufferings for His people, how precious should his wounds be to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Behold how every wound of His&lt;br /&gt;A precious balm distils,&lt;br /&gt;Which heals the scars that sin had made,&lt;br /&gt;And cures all mortal ills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those wounds are mouths that preach His grace;&lt;br /&gt;The ensigns of His love;&lt;br /&gt;The seals of our expected bliss&lt;br /&gt;In paradise above."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111460669394694382?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111460669394694382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111460669394694382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111460669394694382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111460669394694382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/jesus-appears.html' title='Jesus Appears'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111449800728148135</id><published>2005-04-26T02:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T02:46:47.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conquering All</title><content type='html'>"Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him that loved us."&lt;br /&gt;--Romans 8:37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to Christ for forgiveness, and then too often look to the law for power to fight our sins. Paul thus rebukes us, "O foolish Galatians, who hath bewitched you, that ye should not obey the truth? This only would I learn of you, Received ye the Spirit by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith? are ye so foolish? having begun in the Spirit, are ye now made perfect by the flesh?" Take your sins to Christ's cross, for the old man can only be crucified there: we are crucified with Him. The only weapon to fight sin with is the spear which pierced the side of Jesus. To give an illustration--you want to overcome an angry temper, how do you go to work? It is very possible you have never tried the right way of going to Jesus with it. How did I get salvation? I came to Jesus just as I was, and I trusted Him to save me. I must kill my angry temper in the same way? It is the only way in which I can ever kill it. I must go to the cross with it, and say to Jesus, "Lord, I trust Thee to deliver me from it." This is the only way to give it a death-blow. Are you covetous? Do you feel the world entangle you? You may struggle against this evil so long as you please, but if it be your besetting sin, you will never be delivered from it in any way but by the blood of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it to Christ. Tell Him, "Lord, I have trusted Thee, and Thy name is Jesus, for Thou dost save Thy people from their sins; Lord, this is one of my sins; save me from it!" Ordinances are nothing without Christ as a means of mortification. Your prayers, and your repentances, and your tears--the whole of them put together--are worth nothing apart from Him. "None but Jesus can do helpless sinners good;" or helpless saints either. You must be conquerors through Him who hath loved you, if conquerors at all. Our laurels must grow among His olives in Gethsemane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111449800728148135?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111449800728148135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111449800728148135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111449800728148135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111449800728148135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/conquering-all.html' title='Conquering All'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111444724960228019</id><published>2005-04-25T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T12:40:49.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Fear</title><content type='html'>"Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 91:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this terror? It may be the cry of fire, or the noise of thieves, or fancied appearances, or the shriek of sudden sickness or death. We live in the world of death and sorrow, we may therefore look for ills as well in the night-watches as beneath the glare of he broiling sun. Nor should this alarm us, for be the terror what it may, the promise is that the believer shall not be afraid. Why should he? Let us put it more closely, why should we? God our Father is here, and will be here all through the lonely hours; He is an almighty Watcher, a sleepless Guardian, a faithful Friend. Nothing can happen without His direction, for even hell itself is under His control. Darkness is not dark to Him. He has promised to be a wall of fire around His people--and who can break through such a barrier? Worldlings may well be afraid, for they have an angry God above them, a guilty conscience within them, and a yawning hell beneath them; but we who rest in Jesus are saved from all these through rich mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we give way to foolish fear we shall dishonour our profession, and lead others to doubt the reality of godliness. We ought to be afraid of being afraid, lest we should vex the Holy Spirit by foolish distrust. Down, then, ye dismal forebodings and groundless apprehensions, God has not forgotten to be gracious, nor shut up His tender mercies, it may be night in the soul, but there need be no terror, for the God of love changes not. Children of light may walk in darkness, but they are not therefore cast away, nay, they are now enabled to prove their adoption by trusting in their heavenly Father as hypocrites cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Though the night be dark and dreary,&lt;br /&gt;Darkness cannot hide from Thee;&lt;br /&gt;Thou art He, who, never weary,&lt;br /&gt;Watchest where Thy people be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111444724960228019?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111444724960228019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111444724960228019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111444724960228019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111444724960228019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-fear.html' title='No Fear'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111434245293813740</id><published>2005-04-24T07:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T07:34:12.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Right Hand</title><content type='html'>"Who is even at the right hand of God."&lt;br /&gt;--Romans 8:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who was once despised and rejected of men, now occupies the honourable position of a beloved and honoured Son. The right hand of God is the place of majesty and favour. Our Lord Jesus is His people's representative. When He died for them they had rest; He rose again for them, they had liberty; when He sat down at His Father's right hand, they had favour, and honour, and dignity. The raising and elevation of Christ is the elevation, the acceptance, and enshrinement, the glorifying of all His people, for He is their head and representative. This sitting at the right hand of God, then, is to be viewed as the acceptance of the person of the Surety, the reception of the Representative, and therefore, the acceptance of our souls. O saint, see in this thy sure freedom from condemnation. "Who is he that condemneth?" Who shall condemn the men who are in Jesus at the right hand of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right hand is the place of power. Christ at the right hand of God hath all power in heaven and in earth. Who shall fight against the people who have such power vested in their Captain? O my soul, what can destroy thee if Omnipotence be thy helper? If the aegis of the Almighty cover thee, what sword can smite thee? Rest thou secure. If Jesus is thine all-prevailing King, and hath trodden thine enemies beneath His feet; if sin, death, and hell are all vanquished by Him, and thou art represented in Him, by no possibility canst thou be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesu's tremendous name&lt;br /&gt;Puts all our foes to flight:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, the meek, the angry Lamb,&lt;br /&gt;A Lion is in fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By all hell's host withstood;&lt;br /&gt;We all hell's host o'erthrow;&lt;br /&gt;And conquering them, through Jesu's blood&lt;br /&gt;We still to conquer go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111434245293813740?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111434245293813740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111434245293813740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111434245293813740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111434245293813740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/gods-right-hand.html' title='God&apos;s Right Hand'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111416851626052676</id><published>2005-04-22T07:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T07:15:16.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Confirmer</title><content type='html'>"The Amen."&lt;br /&gt;--Revelation 3:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word AMEN solemnly confirms that which went before; and Jesus is the great Confirmer; immutable, for ever is "the Amen" in all His promises. Sinner, I would comfort thee with this reflection. Jesus Christ said, "Come unto me all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." If you come to Him, He will say "Amen" in your soul; His promise shall be true to you. He said in the days of His flesh, "The bruised reed I will not break." O thou poor, broken, bruised heart, if thou comest to Him, He will say "Amen" to thee, and that shall be true in thy soul as in hundreds of cases in bygone years. Christian, is not this very comforting to thee also, that there is not a word which has gone out of the Saviour's lips which He has ever retracted? The words of Jesus shall stand when heaven and earth shall pass away. If thou gettest a hold of but half a promise, thou shalt find it true. Beware of him who is called "Clip-promise," who will destroy much of the comfort of God's word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is Yea and Amen in all His offices. He was a Priest to pardon and cleanse once, He is Amen as Priest still. He was a King to rule and reign for His people, and to defend them with His mighty arm, He is an Amen King, the same still. He was a Prophet of old, to foretell good things to come, His lips are most sweet, and drop with honey still--He is an Amen Prophet. He is Amen as to the merit of His blood; He is Amen as to His righteousness. That sacred robe shall remain most fair and glorious when nature shall decay. He is Amen in every single title which He bears; your Husband, never seeking a divorce; your Friend, sticking closer than a brother; your Shepherd, with you in death's dark vale; your Help and your Deliverer; your Castle and your High Tower; the Horn of your strength, your confidence, your joy, your all in all, and your Yea and Amen in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111416851626052676?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111416851626052676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111416851626052676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111416851626052676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111416851626052676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/confirmer.html' title='The Confirmer'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111406872858053440</id><published>2005-04-21T03:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T03:32:08.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Singular Desire</title><content type='html'>"We would see Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;--John 12:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evermore the worldling's cry is, Who will show us any good?" He seeks satisfaction in earthly comforts, enjoyments, and riches. But the quickened sinner knows of only one good. "O that I knew where I might find HIM!" When he is truly awakened to feel his guilt, if you could pour the gold of India at his feet, he would say, "Take it away: I want to find HIM." It is a blessed thing for a man, when he has brought his desires into a focus, so that they all centre in one object. When he has fifty different desires, his heart resembles a mere of stagnant water, spread out into a marsh, breeding miasma and pestilence; but when all his desires are brought into one channel, his heart becomes like a river of pure water, running swiftly to fertilize the fields. Happy is he who hath one desire, if that one desire be set on Christ, though it may not yet have been realized. If Jesus be a soul's desire, it is a blessed sign of divine work within. Such a man will never be content with mere ordinances. He will say, "I want Christ; I must have Him--mere ordinances are of no use to me; I want Himself; do not offer me these; you offer me the empty pitcher, while I am dying of thirst; give me water, or I die. Jesus is my soul's desire. I would see Jesus!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this thy condition, my reader, at this moment? Hast thou but one desire, and is that after Christ? Then thou art not far from the kingdom of heaven. Hast thou but one wish in thy heart, and that one wish that thou mayst be washed from all thy sins in Jesus' blood? Canst thou really say, "I would give all I have to be a Christian; I would give up everything I have and hope for, if I might but feel that I have an interest in Christ"? Then, despite all thy fears, be of good cheer, the Lord loveth thee, and thou shalt come out into daylight soon, and rejoice in the liberty wherewith Christ makes men free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111406872858053440?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111406872858053440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111406872858053440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111406872858053440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111406872858053440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/singular-desire.html' title='A Singular Desire'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111400178513655362</id><published>2005-04-20T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T08:56:25.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Blood</title><content type='html'>"The precious blood of Christ."&lt;br /&gt;--1 Peter 1:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing at the foot of the cross, we see hands, and feet, and side, all distilling crimson streams of precious blood. It is "precious" because of its redeeming and atoning efficacy. By it the sins of Christ's people are atoned for; they are redeemed from under the law; they are reconciled to God, made one with Him. Christ's blood is also "precious" in its cleansing power; it "cleanseth from all sin." "Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow." Through Jesus' blood there is not a spot left upon any believer, no wrinkle nor any such thing remains. O precious blood, which makes us clean, removing the stains of abundant iniquity, and permitting us to stand accepted in the Beloved, notwithstanding the many ways in which we have rebelled against our God. The blood of Christ is likewise "precious" in its preserving power. We are safe from the destroying angel under the sprinkled blood. Remember it is God's seeing the blood which is the true reason for our being spared. Here is comfort for us when the eye of faith is dim, for God's eye is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blood of Christ is "precious" also in its sanctifying influence. The same blood which justifies by taking away sin, does in its after-action, quicken the new nature and lead it onward to subdue sin and to follow out the commands of God. There is no motive for holiness so great as that which streams from the veins of Jesus. And "precious," unspeakably precious, is this blood, because it has an overcoming power. It is written, "They overcame through the blood of the Lamb." How could they do otherwise? He who fights with the precious blood of Jesus, fights with a weapon which cannot know defeat. The blood of Jesus! sin dies at its presence, death ceases to be death: heaven's gates are opened. The blood of Jesus! we shall march on, conquering and to conquer, so long as we can trust its power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111400178513655362?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111400178513655362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111400178513655362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111400178513655362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111400178513655362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/precious-blood.html' title='Precious Blood'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111391575547493381</id><published>2005-04-19T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T09:02:35.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength is Needed</title><content type='html'>"And his hands were steady until the going down of the sun."&lt;br /&gt;--Exodus 17:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mighty was the prayer of Moses, that all depended upon it. The petitions of Moses discomfited the enemy more than the fighting of Joshua. Yet both were needed. No, in the soul's conflict, force and fervour, decision and devotion, valour and vehemence, must join their forces, and all will be well. You must wrestle with your sin, but the major part of the wrestling must be done alone in private with God. Prayer, like Moses', holds up the token of the covenant before the Lord. The rod was the emblem of God's working with Moses, the symbol of God's government in Israel. Learn, O pleading saint, to hold up the promise and the oath of God before Him. The Lord cannot deny His own declarations. Hold up the rod of promise, and have what you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses grew weary, and then his friends assisted him. When at any time your prayer flags, let faith support one hand, and let holy hope uplift the other, and prayer seating itself upon the stone of Israel, the rock of our salvation, will persevere and prevail. Beware of faintness in devotion; if Moses felt it, who can escape? It is far easier to fight with sin in public, than to pray against it in private. It is remarked that Joshua never grew weary in the fighting, but Moses did grow weary in the praying; the more spiritual an exercise, the more difficult it is for flesh and blood to maintain it. Let us cry, then, for special strength, and may the Spirit of God, who helpeth our infirmities, as He allowed help to Moses, enable us like him to continue with our hands steady "until the going down of the sun;" till the evening of life is over; till we shall come to the rising of a better sun in the land where prayer is swallowed up in praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111391575547493381?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111391575547493381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111391575547493381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111391575547493381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111391575547493381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/strength-is-needed.html' title='Strength is Needed'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111382350073098821</id><published>2005-04-18T07:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T07:25:00.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lift Them Up</title><content type='html'>"Lift them up for ever."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 28:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's people need lifting up. They are very heavy by nature. They have no wings, or, if they have, they are like the dove of old which lay among the pots; and they need divine grace to make them mount on wings covered with silver, and with feathers of yellow gold. By nature sparks fly upward, but the sinful souls of men fall downward. O Lord, "lift them up for ever!" David himself said, "Unto Thee, O God, do I lift up my soul," and he here feels the necessity that other men's souls should be lifted up as well as his own. When you ask this blessing for yourself, forget not to seek it for others also. There are three ways in which God's people require to be lifted up. They require to be elevated in character. Lift them up, O Lord; do not suffer Thy people to be like the world's people! The world lieth in the wicked one; lift them out of it! The world's people are looking after silver and gold, seeking their own pleasures, and the gratification of their lusts; but, Lord, lift Thy people up above all this; keep them from being "muck-rakers," as John Bunyan calls the man who was always scraping after gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set thou their hearts upon their risen Lord and the heavenly heritage! Moreover, believers need to be prospered in conflict. In the battle, if they seem to fall, O Lord, be pleased to give them the victory. If the foot of the foe be upon their necks for a moment, help them to grasp the sword of the Spirit, and eventually to win the battle. Lord, lift up Thy children's spirits in the day of conflict; let them not sit in the dust, mourning for ever. Suffer not the adversary to vex them sore, and make them fret; but if they have been, like Hannah, persecuted, let them sing of the mercy of a delivering God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may also ask our Lord to lift them up at the last! Lift them up by taking them home, lift their bodies from the tomb, and raise their souls to Thine eternal kingdom in glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111382350073098821?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111382350073098821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111382350073098821' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111382350073098821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111382350073098821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/lift-them-up.html' title='Lift Them Up'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111369375973009003</id><published>2005-04-16T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T19:22:39.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bundle of Myrrh</title><content type='html'>"A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me."&lt;br /&gt;--Song of Solomon 1:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myrrh may well be chosen as the type of Jesus on account of its preciousness, its perfume, its pleasantness, its healing, preserving, disinfecting qualities, and its connection with sacrifice. But why is He compared to "a bundle of myrrh"? First, for plenty. He is not a drop of it, He is a casket full. He is not a sprig or flower of it, but a whole bundle. There is enough in Christ for all my necessities; let me not be slow to avail myself of Him. Our well-beloved is compared to a "bundle" again, for variety: for there is in Christ not only the one thing needful, but in "Him dwelleth all the fulness of the Godhead bodily," everything needful is in Him. Take Jesus in His different characters, and you will see a marvellous variety--Prophet, Priest, King, Husband, Friend, Shepherd. Consider Him in His life, death, resurrection, ascension, second advent; view Him in His virtue, gentleness, courage, self-denial, love, faithfulness, truth, righteousness-- everywhere He is a bundle of preciousness. He is a "bundle of "myrrh" for preservation--not loose myrrh tied up, myrrh to be stored in a casket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must value Him as our best treasure; we must prize His words and His ordinances; and we must keep our thoughts of Him and knowledge of Him as under lock and key, lest the devil should steal anything from us. Moreover, Jesus is a "bundle of myrrh" for speciality. The emblem suggests the idea of distinguishing, discriminating grace. From before the foundation of the world, He was set apart for His people; and He gives forth His perfume only to those who understand how to enter into communion with Him, to have close dealings with Him. Oh! blessed people whom the Lord hath admitted into His secrets, and for whom He sets Himself apart. Oh! choice and happy who are thus made to say, "A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111369375973009003?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111369375973009003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111369375973009003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111369375973009003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111369375973009003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/bundle-of-myrrh.html' title='A Bundle of Myrrh'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111356274832949889</id><published>2005-04-15T06:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T06:59:08.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ocean of Love</title><content type='html'>"My heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 22:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our blessed Lord experienced a terrible sinking and melting of soul. "The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity, but a wounded spirit who can bear?" Deep depression of spirit is the most grievous of all trials; all besides is as nothing. Well might the suffering Saviour cry to His God, "Be not far from me," for above all other seasons a man needs his God when his heart is melted within him because of heaviness. Believer, come near the cross this morning, and humbly adore the King of glory as having once been brought far lower, in mental distress and inward anguish, than any one among us; and mark His fitness to become a faithful High Priest, who can be touched with a feeling of our infirmities. Especially let those of us whose sadness springs directly from the withdrawal of a present sense of our Father's love, enter into near and intimate communion with Jesus. Let us not give way to despair, since through this dark room the Master has passed before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our souls may sometimes long and faint, and thirst even to anguish, to behold the light of the Lord's countenance: at such times let us stay ourselves with the sweet fact of the sympathy of our great High Priest. Our drops of sorrow may well be forgotten in the ocean of His griefs; but how high ought our love to rise! Come in, O strong and deep love of Jesus, like the sea at the flood in spring tides, cover all my powers, drown all my sins, wash out all my cares, lift up my earth-bound soul, and float it right up to my Lord's feet, and there let me lie, a poor broken shell, washed up by His love, having no virtue or value; and only venturing to whisper to Him that if He will put His ear to me, He will hear within my heart faint echoes of the vast waves of His own love which have brought me where it is my delight to lie, even at His feet for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111356274832949889?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111356274832949889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111356274832949889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111356274832949889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111356274832949889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/ocean-of-love.html' title='The Ocean of Love'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111348521698871141</id><published>2005-04-14T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T09:26:56.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Help From God</title><content type='html'>"For there stood by me this night the angel of God."&lt;br /&gt;--Acts 27:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempest and long darkness, coupled with imminent risk of shipwreck, had brought the crew of the vessel into a sad case; one man alone among them remained perfectly calm, and by his word the rest were reassured. Paul was the only man who had heart enough to say, "Sirs, be of good cheer." There were veteran Roman legionaries on board, and brave old mariners, and yet their poor Jewish prisoner had more spirit than they all. He had a secret Friend who kept his courage up. The Lord Jesus despatched a heavenly messenger to whisper words of consolation in the ear of His faithful servant, therefore he wore a shining countenance and spake like a man at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we fear the Lord, we may look for timely interpositions when our case is at its worst. Angels are not kept from us by storms, or hindered by darkness. Seraphs think it no humiliation to visit the poorest of the heavenly family. If angel's visits are few and far between at ordinary times, they shall be frequent in our nights of tempest and tossing. Friends may drop from us when we are under pressure, but our intercourse with the inhabitants of the angelic world shall be more abundant; and in the strength of love-words, brought to us from the throne by the way of Jacob's ladder, we shall be strong to do exploits. Dear reader, is this an hour of distress with you? then ask for peculiar help. Jesus is the angel of the covenant, and if His presence be now earnestly sought, it will not be denied. What that presence brings in heart-cheer those remember who, like Paul, have had the angel of God standing by them in a night of storm, when anchors would no longer hold, and rocks were nigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O angel of my God, be near,&lt;br /&gt;Amid the darkness hush my fear;&lt;br /&gt;Loud roars the wild tempestuous sea,&lt;br /&gt;Thy presence, Lord, shall comfort me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111348521698871141?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111348521698871141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111348521698871141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111348521698871141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111348521698871141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/help-from-god.html' title='Help From God'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111339668781323298</id><published>2005-04-13T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T08:51:27.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin and Sorrow</title><content type='html'>"Look upon mine affliction and my pain; and forgive all my sins."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 25:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well for us when prayers about our sorrows are linked with pleas concerning our sins--when, being under God's hand, we are not wholly taken up with our pain, but remember our offences against God. It is well, also, to take both sorrow and sin to the same place. It was to God that David carried his sorrow: it was to God that David confessed his sin. Observe, then, we must take our sorrows to God. Even your little sorrows you may roll upon God, for He counteth the hairs of your head; and your great sorrows you may commit to Him, for He holdeth the ocean in the hollow of His hand. Go to Him, whatever your present trouble may be, and you shall find Him able and willing to relieve you. But we must take our sins to God too. We must carry them to the cross, that the blood may fall upon them, to purge away their guilt, and to destroy their defiling power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special lesson of the text is this:--that we are to go to the Lord with sorrows and with sins in the right spirit. Note that all David asks concerning his sorrow is, "Look upon mine affliction and my pain;" but the next petition is vastly more express, definite, decided, plain--"Forgive all my sins" Many sufferers would have put it, "Remove my affliction and my pain, and look at my sins." But David does not say so; he cries, "Lord, as for my affliction and my pain, I will not dictate to Thy wisdom. Lord, look at them, I will leave them to Thee, I should be glad to have my pain removed, but do as Thou wilt; but as for my sins, Lord, I know what I want with them; I must have them forgiven; I cannot endure to lie under their curse for a moment." A Christian counts sorrow lighter in the scale than sin; he can bear that his troubles should continue, but he cannot support the burden of his transgressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111339668781323298?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111339668781323298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111339668781323298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111339668781323298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111339668781323298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/sin-and-sorrow.html' title='Sin and Sorrow'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111331284878736669</id><published>2005-04-12T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T09:34:08.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hill of Comfort</title><content type='html'>"The place which is called Calvary."--Luke 23:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hill of comfort is the hill of Calvary; the house of consolation is built with the wood of the cross; the temple of heavenly blessing is founded upon the riven rock--riven by the spear which pierced His side. No scene in sacred history ever gladdens the soul like Calvary's tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it not strange, the darkest hour,&lt;br /&gt;That ever dawned on sinful earth,&lt;br /&gt;Should touch the heart with softer power,&lt;br /&gt;For comfort, than an angel's mirth?&lt;br /&gt;That to the Cross the mourner's eye should turn,&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than where the stars of Bethlehem burn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light springs from the midday-midnight of Golgotha, and every herb of the field blooms sweetly beneath the shadow of the once accursed tree. In that place of thirst, grace hath dug a fountain which ever gusheth with waters pure as crystal, each drop capable of alleviating the woes of mankind. You who have had your seasons of conflict, will confess that it was not at Olivet that you ever found comfort, not on the hill of Sinai, nor on Tabor; but Gethsemane, Gabbatha, and Golgotha have been a means of comfort to you. The bitter herbs of Gethsemane have often taken away the bitters of your life; the scourge of Gabbatha has often scourged away your cares, and the groans of Calvary yields us comfort rare and rich. We never should have known Christ's love in all its heights and depths if He had not died; nor could we guess the Father's deep affection if He had not given His Son to die. The common mercies we enjoy all sing of love, just as the sea-shell, when we put it to our ears, whispers of the deep sea whence it came; but if we desire to hear the ocean itself, we must not look at every-day blessings, but at the transactions of the crucifixion. He who would know love, let him retire to Calvary and see the Man of sorrows die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111331284878736669?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111331284878736669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111331284878736669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111331284878736669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111331284878736669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/hill-of-comfort.html' title='Hill of Comfort'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111322442052969783</id><published>2005-04-11T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T09:00:20.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit of Comfort</title><content type='html'>"I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 23:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold, how independent of outward circumstances the Holy Ghost can make the Christian! What a bright light may shine within us when it is all dark without! How firm, how happy, how calm, how peaceful we may be, when the world shakes to and fro, and the pillars of the earth are removed! Even death itself, with all its terrible influences, has no power to suspend the music of a Christian's heart, but rather makes that music become more sweet, more clear, more heavenly, till the last kind act which death can do is to let the earthly strain melt into the heavenly chorus, the temporal joy into the eternal bliss! Let us have confidence, then, in the blessed Spirit's power to comfort us. Dear reader, are you looking forward to poverty? Fear not; the divine Spirit can give you, in your want, a greater plenty than the rich have in their abundance. You know not what joys may be stored up for you in the cottage around which grace will plant the roses of content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you conscious of a growing failure of your bodily powers? Do you expect to suffer long nights of languishing and days of pain? O be not sad! That bed may become a throne to you. You little know how every pang that shoots through your body may be a refining fire to consume your dross--a beam of glory to light up the secret parts of your soul. Are the eyes growing dim? Jesus will be your light. Do the ears fail you? Jesus' name will be your soul's best music, and His person your dear delight. Socrates used to say, "Philosophers can be happy without music;" and Christians can be happier than philosophers when all outward causes of rejoicing are withdrawn. In Thee, my God, my heart shall triumph, come what may of ills without! By thy power, O blessed Spirit, my heart shall be exceeding glad, though all things should fail me here below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111322442052969783?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111322442052969783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111322442052969783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111322442052969783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111322442052969783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/spirit-of-comfort.html' title='Spirit of Comfort'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111313364923451784</id><published>2005-04-10T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T07:47:29.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside the World</title><content type='html'>"Let us go forth therefore unto Him without the camp."&lt;br /&gt;--Hebrews 13:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, bearing His cross, went forth to suffer without the gate. The Christian's reason for leaving the camp of the world's sin and religion is not because he loves to be singular, but because Jesus did so; and the disciple must follow his Master. Christ was "not of the world:" His life and His testimony were a constant protest against conformity with the world. Never was such overflowing affection for men as you find in Him; but still He was separate from sinners. In like manner Christ's people must "go forth unto Him." They must take their position "without the camp," as witness-bearers for the truth. They must be prepared to tread the straight and narrow path. They must have bold, unflinching, lion-like hearts, loving Christ first, and His truth next, and Christ and His truth beyond all the world. Jesus would have His people "go forth without the camp" for their own sanctification. You cannot grow in grace to any high degree while you are conformed to the world. The life of separation may be a path of sorrow, but it is the highway of safety; and though the separated life may cost you many pangs, and make every day a battle, yet it is a happy life after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No joy can excel that of the soldier of Christ: Jesus reveals Himself so graciously, and gives such sweet refreshment, that the warrior feels more calm and peace in his daily strife than others in their hours of rest. The highway of holiness is the highway of communion. It is thus we shall hope to win the crown if we are enabled by divine grace faithfully to follow Christ "without the camp." The crown of glory will follow the cross of separation. A moment's shame will be well recompensed by eternal honour; a little while of witness-bearing will seem nothing when we are "for ever with the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111313364923451784?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111313364923451784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111313364923451784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111313364923451784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111313364923451784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/outside-world.html' title='Outside the World'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111309285049306227</id><published>2005-04-09T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T20:27:30.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He Purchased All For You</title><content type='html'>"In the name of the Lord I will destroy them."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 118:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord Jesus, by His death, did not purchase a right to a part of us only, but to the entire man. He contemplated in His passion the sanctification of us wholly, spirit, soul, and body; that in this triple kingdom He Himself might reign supreme without a rival. It is the business of the newborn nature which God has given to the regenerate to assert the rights of the Lord Jesus Christ. My soul, so far as thou art a child of God, thou must conquer all the rest of thyself which yet remains unblest; thou must subdue all thy powers and passions to the silver sceptre of Jesus' gracious reign, and thou must never be satisfied till He who is King by purchase becomes also King by gracious coronation, and reigns in thee supreme. Seeing, then, that sin has no right to any part of us, we go about a good and lawful warfare when we seek, in the name of God, to drive it out. O my body, thou art a member of Christ: shall I tolerate thy subjection to the prince of darkness? O my soul, Christ has suffered for thy sins, and redeemed thee with His most precious blood: shall I suffer thy memory to become a storehouse of evil, or thy passions to be firebrands of iniquity? Shall I surrender my judgment to be perverted by error, or my will to be led in fetters of iniquity? No, my soul, thou art Christ's, and sin hath no right to thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be courageous concerning this, O Christian! be not dispirited, as though your spiritual enemies could never be destroyed. You are able to overcome them--not in your own strength--the weakest of them would be too much for you in that; but you can and shall overcome them through the blood of the Lamb. Do not ask, "How shall I dispossess them, for they are greater and mightier than I?" but go to the strong for strength, wait humbly upon God, and the mighty God of Jacob will surely come to the rescue, and you shall sing of victory through His grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111309285049306227?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111309285049306227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111309285049306227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111309285049306227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111309285049306227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/he-purchased-all-for-you.html' title='He Purchased All For You'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111296563921127229</id><published>2005-04-08T09:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T09:07:19.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ascend the Mountain of the Lord</title><content type='html'>"Come ye, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;--Isaiah 2:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is exceedingly beneficial to our souls to mount above this present evil world to something nobler and better. The cares of this world and the deceitfulness of riches are apt to choke everything good within us, and we grow fretful, desponding, perhaps proud and carnal. It is well for us to cut down these thorns and briers, for heavenly seed sown among them is not likely to yield a harvest; and where shall we find a better sickle with which to cut them down than communion with God and the things of the kingdom? In the valleys of Switzerland many of the inhabitants are deformed, and all wear a sickly appearance, for the atmosphere is charged with miasma, and is close and stagnant; but up yonder, on the mountain, you find a hardy race, who breathe the clear fresh air as it blows from the virgin snows of the Alpine summits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be well if the dwellers in the valley could frequently leave their abodes among the marshes and the fever mists, and inhale the bracing element upon the hills. It is to such an exploit of climbing that I invite you this evening. May the Spirit of God assist us to leave the mists of fear and the fevers of anxiety, and all the ills which gather in this valley of earth, and to ascend the mountains of anticipated joy and blessedness. May God the Holy Spirit cut the cords that keep us here below, and assist us to mount! We sit too often like chained eagles fastened to the rock, only that, unlike the eagle, we begin to love our chain, and would, perhaps, if it came really to the test, be loath to have it snapped. May God now grant us grace, if we cannot escape from the chain as to our flesh, yet to do so as to our spirits; and leaving the body, like a servant, at the foot of the hill, may our soul, like Abraham, attain the top of the mountain, there to indulge in communion with the Most High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111296563921127229?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111296563921127229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111296563921127229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111296563921127229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111296563921127229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/ascend-mountain-of-lord.html' title='Ascend the Mountain of the Lord'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111285712639415602</id><published>2005-04-07T02:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:58:46.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Communion</title><content type='html'>"Let us search and try our ways, and turn again to the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;--Lamentations 3:40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spouse who fondly loves her absent husband longs for his return; a long protracted separation from her lord is a semi-death to her spirit: and so with souls who love the Saviour much, they must see His face, they cannot bear that He should be away upon the mountains of Bether, and no more hold communion with them. A reproaching glance, an uplifted finger will be grievous to loving children, who fear to offend their tender father, and are only happy in his smile. Beloved, it was so once with you. A text of Scripture, a threatening, a touch of the rod of affliction, and you went to your Father's feet, crying, "Show me wherefore Thou contendest with me?" Is it so now? Are you content to follow Jesus afar off? Can you contemplate suspended communion with Christ without alarm? Can you bear to have your Beloved walking contrary to you, because you walk contrary to Him? Have your sins separated between you and your God, and is your heart at rest? O let me affectionately warn you, for it is a grievous thing when we can live contentedly without the present enjoyment of the Saviour's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us labour to feel what an evil thing this is--little love to our own dying Saviour, little joy in our precious Jesus, little fellowship with the Beloved! Hold a true Lent in your souls, while you sorrow over your hardness of heart. Do not stop at sorrow! Remember where you first received salvation. Go at once to the cross. There, and there only, can you get your spirit quickened. No matter how hard, how insensible, how dead we may have become, let us go again in all the rags and poverty, and defilement of our natural condition. Let us clasp that cross, let us look into those languid eyes, let us bathe in that fountain filled with blood--this will bring back to us our first love; this will restore the simplicity of our faith, and the tenderness of our heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111285712639415602?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111285712639415602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111285712639415602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111285712639415602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111285712639415602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/broken-communion.html' title='Broken Communion'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111278197581016732</id><published>2005-04-06T06:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:06:15.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Imprinted with Jesus' Image</title><content type='html'>"With His stripes we are healed."&lt;br /&gt;--Isaiah 53:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilate delivered our Lord to the lictors to be scourged. The Roman scourge was a most dreadful instrument of torture. It was made of the sinews of oxen, and sharp bones were inter-twisted every here and there among the sinews; so that every time the lash came down these pieces of bone inflicted fearful laceration, and tore off the flesh from the bone. The Saviour was, no doubt, bound to the column, and thus beaten. He had been beaten before; but this of the Roman lictors was probably the most severe of His flagellations. My soul, stand here and weep over His poor stricken body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believer in Jesus, can you gaze upon Him without tears, as He stands before you the mirror of agonizing love? He is at once fair as the lily for innocence, and red as the rose with the crimson of His own blood. As we feel the sure and blessed healing which His stripes have wrought in us, does not our heart melt at once with love and grief? If ever we have loved our Lord Jesus, surely we must feel that affection glowing now within our bosoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See how the patient Jesus stands,&lt;br /&gt;Insulted in His lowest case!&lt;br /&gt;Sinners have bound the Almighty's hands,&lt;br /&gt;And spit in their Creator's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With thorns His temples gor'd and gash'd&lt;br /&gt;Send streams of blood from every part;&lt;br /&gt;His back's with knotted scourges lash'd.&lt;br /&gt;But sharper scourges tear His heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would fain go to our chambers and weep; but since our business calls us away, we will first pray our Beloved to print the image of His bleeding self upon the tablets of our hearts all the day, and at nightfall we will return to commune with Him, and sorrow that our sin should have cost Him so dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111278197581016732?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111278197581016732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111278197581016732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111278197581016732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111278197581016732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/imprinted-with-jesus-image.html' title='Imprinted with Jesus&apos; Image'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111270073022547835</id><published>2005-04-05T07:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T07:32:10.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Vigil</title><content type='html'>"And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest until water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night."&lt;br /&gt;--2 Samuel 21:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the love of a woman to her slain sons could make her prolong her mournful vigil for so long a period, shall we weary of considering the sufferings of our blessed Lord? She drove away the birds of prey, and shall not we chase from our meditations those worldly and sinful thoughts which defile both our minds and the sacred themes upon which we are occupied? Away, ye birds of evil wing! Leave ye the sacrifice alone! She bore the heats of summer, the night dews and the rains, unsheltered and alone. Sleep was chased from her weeping eyes: her heart was too full for slumber. Behold how she loved her children! Shall Rizpah thus endure, and shall we start at the first little inconvenience or trial? Are we such cowards that we cannot bear to suffer with our Lord? She chased away even the wild beasts, with courage unusual in her sex, and will not we be ready to encounter every foe for Jesus' sake? These her children were slain by other hands than hers, and yet she wept and watched: what ought we to do who have by our sins crucified our Lord? Our obligations are boundless, our love should be fervent and our repentance thorough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To watch with Jesus should be our business, to protect His honour our occupation, to abide by His cross our solace. Those ghastly corpses might well have affrighted Rizpah, especially by night, but in our Lord, at whose cross-foot we are sitting, there is nothing revolting, but everything attractive. Never was living beauty so enchanting as a dying Saviour. Jesus, we will watch with Thee yet awhile, and do Thou graciously unveil Thyself to us; then shall we not sit beneath sackcloth, but in a royal pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111270073022547835?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111270073022547835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111270073022547835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111270073022547835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111270073022547835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/keep-vigil.html' title='Keep Vigil'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111260839198394192</id><published>2005-04-04T05:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T05:53:11.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbered with Sinners</title><content type='html'>"He was numbered with the transgressors."&lt;br /&gt;--Isaiah 53:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did Jesus suffer Himself to be enrolled amongst sinners? This wonderful condescension was justified by many powerful reasons. In such a character He could the better become their advocate. In some trials there is an identification of the counsellor with the client, nor can they be looked upon in the eye of the law as apart from one another. Now, when the sinner is brought to the bar, Jesus appears there Himself. He stands to answer the accusation. He points to His side, His hands, His feet, and challenges Justice to bring anything against the sinners whom He represents; He pleads His blood, and pleads so triumphantly, being numbered with them and having a part with them, that the Judge proclaims, "Let them go their way; deliver them from going down into the pit, for He hath found a ransom." Our Lord Jesus was numbered with the transgressors in order that they might feel their hearts drawn towards Him. Who can be afraid of one who is written in the same list with us? Surely we may come boldly to Him, and confess our guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who is numbered with us cannot condemn us. Was He not put down in the transgressor's list that we might be written in the red roll of the saints? He was holy, and written among the holy; we were guilty, and numbered among the guilty; He transfers His name from yonder list to this black indictment, and our names are taken from the indictment and written in the roll of acceptance, for there is a complete transfer made between Jesus and His people. All our estate of misery and sin Jesus has taken; and all that Jesus has comes to us. His righteousness, His blood, and everything that He hath He gives us as our dowry. Rejoice, believer, in your union to Him who was numbered among the transgressors; and prove that you are truly saved by being manifestly numbered with those who are new creatures in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111260839198394192?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111260839198394192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111260839198394192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111260839198394192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111260839198394192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/numbered-with-sinners.html' title='Numbered with Sinners'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111252775307315461</id><published>2005-04-03T07:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T07:29:13.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit of Joy</title><content type='html'>"In that hour Jesus rejoiced in spirit."&lt;br /&gt;--Luke 10:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saviour was "a man of sorrows," but every thoughtful mind has discovered the fact that down deep in His innermost soul He carried an inexhaustible treasury of refined and heavenly joy. Of all the human race, there was never a man who had a deeper, purer, or more abiding peace than our Lord Jesus Christ. "He was anointed with the oil of gladness above His fellows." His vast benevolence must, from the very nature of things, have afforded Him the deepest possible delight, for benevolence is joy. There were a few remarkable seasons when this joy manifested itself. "At that hour Jesus rejoiced in spirit, and said, I thank thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth." Christ had His songs, though it was night with Him; though His face was marred, and His countenance had lost the lustre of earthly happiness, yet sometimes it was lit up with a matchless splendour of unparalleled satisfaction, as He thought upon the recompense of the reward, and in the midst of the congregation sang His praise unto God. In this, the Lord Jesus is a blessed picture of His church on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this hour the church expects to walk in sympathy with her Lord along a thorny road; through much tribulation she is forcing her way to the crown. To bear the cross is her office, and to be scorned and counted an alien by her mother's children is her lot; and yet the church has a deep well of joy, of which none can drink but her own children. There are stores of wine, and oil, and corn, hidden in the midst of our Jerusalem, upon which the saints of God are evermore sustained and nurtured; and sometimes, as in our Saviour's case, we have our seasons of intense delight, for "There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of our God." Exiles though we be, we rejoice in our King; yea, in Him we exceedingly rejoice, while in His name we set up our banners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111252775307315461?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111252775307315461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111252775307315461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111252775307315461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111252775307315461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/spirit-of-joy.html' title='Spirit of Joy'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111245262116550888</id><published>2005-04-02T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T09:37:01.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merits of the Lord</title><content type='html'>"I will accept you with your sweet savour."&lt;br /&gt;--Ezekiel 20:41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The merits of our great Redeemer are as sweet savour to the Most High. Whether we speak of the active or passive righteousness of Christ, there is an equal fragrance. There was a sweet savour in His active life by which He honoured the law of God, and made every precept to glitter like a precious jewel in the pure setting of His own person. Such, too, was His passive obedience, when He endured with unmurmuring submission, hunger and thirst, cold and nakedness, and at length sweat great drops of blood in Gethsemane, gave His back to the smiters, and His cheeks to them that plucked out the hair, and was fastened to the cruel wood, that He might suffer the wrath of God in our behalf. These two things are sweet before the Most High; and for the sake of His doing and His dying, His substitutionary sufferings and His vicarious obedience, the Lord our God accepts us. What a preciousness must there be in Him to overcome our want of preciousness! What a sweet savour to put away our ill savour! What a cleansing power in His blood to take away sin such as ours! and what glory in His righteousness to make such unacceptable creatures to be accepted in the Beloved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, believer, how sure and unchanging must be our acceptance, since it is in Him! Take care that you never doubt your acceptance in Jesus. You cannot be accepted without Christ; but, when you have received His merit, you cannot be unaccepted. Notwithstanding all your doubts, and fears, and sins, Jehovah's gracious eye never looks upon you in anger; though He sees sin in you, in yourself, yet when He looks at you through Christ, He sees no sin. You are always accepted in Christ, are always blessed and dear to the Father's heart. Therefore lift up a song, and as you see the smoking incense of the merit of the Saviour coming up, this evening, before the sapphire throne, let the incense of your praise go up also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111245262116550888?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111245262116550888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111245262116550888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111245262116550888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111245262116550888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/merits-of-lord.html' title='Merits of the Lord'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111235966989194173</id><published>2005-04-01T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T07:47:49.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Answer</title><content type='html'>"I called Him, but He gave me no answer."&lt;br /&gt;--Song of Solomon 5:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer sometimes tarrieth, like a petitioner at the gate, until the King cometh forth to fill her bosom with the blessings which she seeketh. The Lord, when He hath given great faith, has been known to try it by long delayings. He has suffered His servants' voices to echo in their ears as from a brazen sky. They have knocked at the golden gate, but it has remained immovable, as though it were rusted upon its hinges. Like Jeremiah, they have cried, "Thou hast covered Thyself with a cloud, that our prayer should not pass through." Thus have true saints continued long in patient waiting without reply, not because their prayers were not vehement, nor because they were unaccepted, but because it so pleased Him who is a Sovereign, and who gives according to His own pleasure. If it pleases Him to bid our patience exercise itself, shall He not do as He wills with His own! Beggars must not be choosers either as to time, place, or form. But we must be careful not to take delays in prayer for denials: God's long-dated bills will be punctually honoured; we must not suffer Satan to shake our confidence in the God of truth by pointing to our unanswered prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unanswered petitions are not unheard. God keeps a file for our prayers--they are not blown away by the wind, they are treasured in the King's archives. This is a registry in the court of heaven wherein every prayer is recorded. Tried believer, thy Lord hath a tear-bottle in which the costly drops of sacred grief are put away, and a book in which thy holy groanings are numbered. By-and-by, thy suit shall prevail. Canst thou not be content to wait a little? Will not thy Lord's time be better than thy time? By-and-by He will comfortably appear, to thy soul's joy, and make thee put away the sackcloth and ashes of long waiting, and put on the scarlet and fine linen of full fruition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111235966989194173?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111235966989194173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111235966989194173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111235966989194173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111235966989194173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-answer.html' title='No Answer'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111226906343328871</id><published>2005-03-31T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T06:37:43.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Thoughts of Christ</title><content type='html'>"And she said, Truth, Lord: yet the dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their master's table."&lt;br /&gt;--Matthew 15:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman gained comfort in her misery by thinking GREAT THOUGHTS OF CHRIST. The Master had talked about the children's bread: "Now," argued she, "since Thou art the Master of the table of grace, I know that Thou art a generous housekeeper, and there is sure to be abundance of bread on Thy table; there will be such an abundance for the children that there will be crumbs to throw on the floor for the dogs, and the children will fare none the worse because the dogs are fed." She thought Him one who kept so good a table that all that she needed would only be a crumb in comparison; yet remember, what she wanted was to have the devil cast out of her daughter. It was a very great thing to her, but she had such a high esteem of Christ, that she said, "It is nothing to Him, it is but a crumb for Christ to give." This is the royal road to comfort. Great thoughts of your sin alone will drive you to despair; but great thoughts of Christ will pilot you into the haven of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My sins are many, but oh! it is nothing to Jesus to take them all away. The weight of my guilt presses me down as a giant's foot would crush a worm, but it is no more than a grain of dust to Him, because He has already borne its curse in His own body on the tree. It will be but a small thing for Him to give me full remission, although it will be an infinite blessing for me to receive it." The woman opens her soul's mouth very wide, expecting great things of Jesus, and He fills it with His love. Dear reader, do the same. She confessed what Christ laid at her door, but she laid fast hold upon Him, and drew arguments even out of His hard words; she believed great things of Him, and she thus overcame Him. SHE WON THE VICTORY BY BELIEVING IN HIM. Her case is an instance of prevailing faith; and if we would conquer like her, we must imitate her tactics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111226906343328871?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111226906343328871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111226906343328871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111226906343328871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111226906343328871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/great-thoughts-of-christ.html' title='Great Thoughts of Christ'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111218369990798631</id><published>2005-03-30T06:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T07:27:09.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Condescending Love</title><content type='html'>"The love of Christ which passeth knowledge."&lt;br /&gt;--Ephesians 3:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of Christ in its sweetness, its fulness, its greatness, its faithfulness, passeth all human comprehension. Where shall language be found which shall describe His matchless, His unparalleled love towards the children of men? It is so vast and boundless that, as the swallow but skimmeth the water, and diveth not into its depths, so all descriptive words but touch the surface, while depths immeasurable lie beneath. Well might the poet say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O love, thou fathomless abyss!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this love of Christ is indeed measureless and fathomless; none can attain unto it. Before we can have any right idea of the love of Jesus, we must understand His previous glory in its height of majesty, and His incarnation upon the earth in all its depths of shame. But who can tell us the majesty of Christ? When He was enthroned in the highest heavens He was very God of very God; by Him were the heavens made, and all the hosts thereof. His own almighty arm upheld the spheres; the praises of cherubim and seraphim perpetually surrounded Him; the full chorus of the hallelujahs of the universe unceasingly flowed to the foot of his throne: He reigned supreme above all His creatures, God over all, blessed for ever. Who can tell His height of glory then? And who, on the other hand, can tell how low He descended? To be a man was something, to be a man of sorrows was far more; to bleed, and die, and suffer, these were much for Him who was the Son of God; but to suffer such unparalleled agony--to endure a death of shame and desertion by His Father, this is a depth of condescending love which the most inspired mind must utterly fail to fathom. Herein is love! and truly it is love that "passeth knowledge." O let this love fill our hearts with adoring gratitude, and lead us to practical manifestations of its power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111218369990798631?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111218369990798631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111218369990798631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111218369990798631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111218369990798631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/condescending-love.html' title='Condescending Love'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111209636502699411</id><published>2005-03-29T06:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T06:39:25.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerless Without God</title><content type='html'>"Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the bands of Orion?"&lt;br /&gt;--Job 38:31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If inclined to boast of our abilities, the grandeur of nature may soon show us how puny we are. We cannot move the least of all the twinkling stars, or quench so much as one of the beams of the morning. We speak of power, but the heavens laugh us to scorn. When the Pleiades shine forth in spring with vernal joy we cannot restrain their influences, and when Orion reigns aloft, and the year is bound in winter's fetters, we cannot relax the icy bands. The seasons evolve according to the divine appointment, neither can the whole race of men effect a change therein. Lord, what is man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spiritual, as in the natural world, man's power is limited on all hands. When the Holy Spirit sheds abroad His delights in the soul, none can disturb; all the cunning and malice of men are ineffectual to stay the genial quickening power of the Comforter. When He deigns to visit a church and revive it, the most inveterate enemies cannot resist the good work; they may ridicule it, but they can no more restrain it than they can push back the spring when the Pleiades rule the hour. God wills it, and so it must be. On the other hand, if the Lord in sovereignty, or in justice, bind up a man so that he is in soul bondage, who can give him liberty? He alone can remove the winter of spiritual death from an individual or a people. He looses the bands of Orion, and none but He. What a blessing it is that He can do it. O that He would perform the wonder to-night. Lord, end my winter, and let my spring begin. I cannot with all my longings raise my soul out of her death and dulness, but all things are possible with Thee. I need celestial influences, the clear shinings of Thy love, the beams of Thy grace, the light of Thy countenance, these are the Pleiades to me. I suffer much from sin and temptation, these are my wintry signs, my terrible Orion. Lord, work wonders in me, and for me. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111209636502699411?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111209636502699411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111209636502699411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111209636502699411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111209636502699411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/powerless-without-god.html' title='Powerless Without God'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111203955033955500</id><published>2005-03-28T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T14:52:30.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Intimacy with His Sorrow</title><content type='html'>"Ye shall be scattered, every man to his own, and shall leave me alone."&lt;br /&gt;--John 16:32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few had fellowship with the sorrows of Gethsemane. The majority of the disciples were not sufficiently advanced in grace to be admitted to behold the mysteries of "the agony." Occupied with the passover feast at their own houses, they represent the many who live upon the letter, but are mere babes as to the spirit of the gospel. To twelve, nay, to eleven only was the privilege given to enter Gethsemane and see "this great sight." Out of the eleven, eight were left at a distance; they had fellowship, but not of that intimate sort to which men greatly beloved are admitted. Only three highly favoured ones could approach the veil of our Lord's mysterious sorrow: within that veil even these must not intrude; a stone's-cast distance must be left between. He must tread the wine-press alone, and of the people there must be none with Him. Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, represent the few eminent, experienced saints, who may be written down as "Fathers;" these having done business on great waters, can in some degree measure the huge Atlantic waves of their Redeemer's passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some selected spirits it is given, for the good of others, and to strengthen them for future, special, and tremendous conflict, to enter the inner circle and hear the pleadings of the suffering High Priest; they have fellowship with Him in his sufferings, and are made conformable unto His death. Yet even these cannot penetrate the secret places of the Saviour's woe. "Thine unknown sufferings" is the remarkable _expression of the Greek liturgy: there was an inner chamber in our Master's grief, shut out from human knowledge and fellowship. There Jesus is "left alone." Here Jesus was more than ever an "Unspeakable gift!" Is not Watts right when he sings--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And all the unknown joys He gives,&lt;br /&gt;Were bought with agonies unknown."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111203955033955500?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111203955033955500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111203955033955500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111203955033955500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111203955033955500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/intimacy-with-his-sorrow.html' title='Intimacy with His Sorrow'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111175339352790147</id><published>2005-03-25T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:23:13.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Instructive Prayer</title><content type='html'>"And He went a little farther, and fell on His face, and prayed."&lt;br /&gt;--Matthew 26:39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several instructive features in our Saviour's prayer in His hour of trial. It was lonely prayer. He withdrew even from His three favoured disciples. Believer, be much in solitary prayer, especially in times of trial. Family prayer, social prayer, prayer in the Church, will not suffice, these are very precious, but the best beaten spice will smoke in your censer in your private devotions, where no ear hears but God's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was humble prayer. Luke says He knelt, but another evangelist says He "fell on His face." Where, then, must be THY place, thou humble servant of the great Master? What dust and ashes should cover thy head! Humility gives us good foot-hold in prayer. There is no hope of prevalence with God unless we abase ourselves that He may exalt us in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was filial prayer. "Abba, Father." You will find it a stronghold in the day of trial to plead your adoption. You have no rights as a subject, you have forfeited them by your treason; but nothing can forfeit a child's right to a father's protection. Be not afraid to say, "My Father, hear my cry."&lt;br /&gt;Observe that it was persevering prayer. He prayed three times. Cease not until you prevail. Be as the importunate widow, whose continual coming earned what her first supplication could not win. Continue in prayer, and watch in the same with thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it was the prayer of resignation. "Nevertheless, not as I will, but as thou wilt." Yield, and God yields. Let it be as God wills, and God will determine for the best. Be thou content to leave thy prayer in his hands, who knows when to give, and how to give, and what to give, and what to withhold. So pleading, earnestly, importunately, yet with humility and resignation, thou shalt surely prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111175339352790147?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111175339352790147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111175339352790147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111175339352790147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111175339352790147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/instructive-prayer.html' title='Instructive Prayer'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111166072449359332</id><published>2005-03-24T05:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:38:44.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Stranger with Thee</title><content type='html'>"I am a stranger with thee."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 39:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, O Lord, with Thee, but not to Thee. All my natural alienation from Thee, Thy grace has effectually removed; and now, in fellowship with Thyself, I walk through this sinful world as a pilgrim in a foreign country. Thou art a stranger in Thine own world. Man forgets Thee, dishonours Thee, sets up new laws and alien customs, and knows Thee not. When Thy dear Son came unto His own, His own received Him not. He was in the world, and the world was made by Him, and the world knew Him not. Never was foreigner so speckled a bird among the denizens of any land as Thy beloved Son among His mother's brethren. It is no marvel, then, if I who live the life of Jesus, should be unknown and a stranger here below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I would not be a citizen where Jesus was an alien. His pierced hand has loosened the cords which once bound my soul to earth, and now I find myself a stranger in the land. My speech seems to these Babylonians among whom I dwell an outlandish tongue, my manners are singular, and my actions are strange. A Tartar would be more at home in Cheapside than I could ever be in the haunts of sinners. But here is the sweetness of my lot: I am a stranger with Thee. Thou art my fellow-sufferer, my fellow-pilgrim. Oh, what joy to wander in such blessed society! My heart burns within me by the way when thou dost speak to me, and though I be a sojourner, I am far more blest than those who sit on thrones, and far more at home than those who dwell in their ceiled houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To me remains nor place, nor time:&lt;br /&gt;My country is in every clime;&lt;br /&gt;I can be calm and free from care&lt;br /&gt;On any shore, since God is there.&lt;br /&gt;While place we seek, or place we shun,&lt;br /&gt;The soul finds happiness in none:&lt;br /&gt;But with a God to guide our way,&lt;br /&gt;'Tis equal joy to go or stay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111166072449359332?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111166072449359332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111166072449359332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111166072449359332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111166072449359332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/stranger-with-thee.html' title='A Stranger with Thee'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111157790221875863</id><published>2005-03-23T06:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T06:38:22.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love in All Circumstances</title><content type='html'>"Thou shalt love thy neighbour."&lt;br /&gt;--Matthew 5:43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love thy neighbour." Perhaps he rolls in riches, and thou art poor, and living in thy little cot side-by-side with his lordly mansion; thou seest every day his estates, his fine linen, and his sumptuous banquets; God has given him these gifts, covet not his wealth, and think no hard thoughts concerning him. Be content with thine own lot, if thou canst not better it, but do not look upon thy neighbour, and wish that he were as thyself. Love him, and then thou wilt not envy him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayhap, on the other hand, thou art rich, and near thee reside the poor. Do not scorn to call them neighbour. Own that thou art bound to love them. The world calls them thy inferiors. In what are they inferior? They are far more thine equals than thine inferiors, for "God hath made of one blood all people that dwell upon the face of the earth." It is thy coat which is better than theirs, but thou art by no means better than they. They are men, and what art thou more than that? Take heed that thou love thy neighbour even though he be in rags, or sunken in the depths of poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, perhaps, you say, "I cannot love my neighbours, because for all I do they return ingratitude and contempt." So much the more room for the heroism of love. Wouldst thou be a feather-bed warrior, instead of bearing the rough fight of love? He who dares the most, shall win the most; and if rough be thy path of love, tread it boldly, still loving thy neighbours through thick and thin. Heap coals of fire on their heads, and if they be hard to please, seek not to please them, but to please thy Master; and remember if they spurn thy love, thy Master hath not spurned it, and thy deed is as acceptable to Him as if it had been acceptable to them. Love thy neighbour, for in so doing thou art following the footsteps of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111157790221875863?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111157790221875863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111157790221875863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111157790221875863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111157790221875863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-in-all-circumstances.html' title='Love in All Circumstances'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111149155176028971</id><published>2005-03-22T06:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T06:39:11.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay On Your Guard</title><content type='html'>"I will take heed to my ways."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 39:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fellow-pilgrim, say not in your heart, "I will go hither and thither, and I shall not sin;" for you are never so out of danger of sinning as to boast of security. The road is very miry, it will be hard to pick your path so as not to soil your garments. This is a world of pitch; you will need to watch often, if in handling it you are to keep your hands clean. There is a robber at every turn of the road to rob you of your jewels; there is a temptation in every mercy; there is a snare in every joy; and if you ever reach heaven, it will be a miracle of divine grace to be ascribed entirely to your Father's power. Be on your guard. When a man carries a bomb-shell in his hand, he should mind that he does not go near a candle; and you too must take care that you enter not into temptation. Even your common actions are edged tools; you must mind how you handle them. There is nothing in this world to foster a Christian's piety, but everything to destroy it. How anxious should you be to look up to God, that He may keep you! Your prayer should be, "Hold thou me up, and I shall be safe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having prayed, you must also watch; guarding every thought, word, and action, with holy jealousy. Do not expose yourselves unnecessarily; but if called to exposure, if you are bidden to go where the darts are flying, never venture forth without your shield; for if once the devil finds you without your buckler, he will rejoice that his hour of triumph is come, and will soon make you fall down wounded by his arrows. Though slain you cannot be; wounded you may be. "Be sober; be vigilant, danger may be in an hour when all seemeth securest to thee." Therefore, take heed to thy ways, and watch unto prayer. No man ever fell into error through being too watchful. May the Holy Spirit guide us in all our ways, so shall they always please the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111149155176028971?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111149155176028971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111149155176028971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111149155176028971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111149155176028971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/stay-on-your-guard.html' title='Stay On Your Guard'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111140477494572095</id><published>2005-03-21T06:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T06:32:54.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zealous Work</title><content type='html'>"He did it with all his heart and prospered."&lt;br /&gt;--2 Chronicles 31:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no unusual occurrence; it is the general rule of the moral universe that those men prosper who do their work with all their hearts, while those are almost certain to fail who go to their labour leaving half their hearts behind them. God does not give harvests to idle men except harvests of thistles, nor is He pleased to send wealth to those who will not dig in the field to find its hid treasure. It is universally confessed that if a man would prosper, he must be diligent in business. It is the same in religion as it is in other things. If you would prosper in your work for Jesus, let it be heart work, and let it be done with all your heart. Put as much force, energy, heartiness, and earnestness into religion as ever you do into business, for it deserves far more. The Holy Spirit helps our infirmities, but He does not encourage our idleness; He loves active believers. Who are the most useful men in the Christian church? The men who do what they undertake for God with all their hearts. Who are the most successful Sabbath-school teachers? The most talented? No; the most zealous; the men whose hearts are on fire, those are the men who see their Lord riding forth prosperously in the majesty of His salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole-heartedness shows itself in perseverance; there may be failure at first, but the earnest worker will say, "It is the Lord's work, and it must be done; my Lord has bidden me do it, and in His strength I will accomplish it." Christian, art thou thus "with all thine heart" serving thy Master? Remember the earnestness of Jesus! Think what heart-work was His! He could say, "The zeal of Thine house hath eaten Me up." When He sweat great drops of blood, it was no light burden He had to carry upon those blessed shoulders; and when He poured out His heart, it was no weak effort He was making for the salvation of His people. Was Jesus in earnest, and are we lukewarm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111140477494572095?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111140477494572095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111140477494572095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111140477494572095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111140477494572095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/zealous-work.html' title='Zealous Work'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111115576650474554</id><published>2005-03-18T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T09:22:46.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Doubt</title><content type='html'>"Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 35:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this sweet prayer teach me? It shall be my evening's petition; but first let it yield me an instructive meditation. The text informs me first of all that David had his doubts; for why should he pray, "Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation," if he were not sometimes exercised with doubts and fears? Let me, then, be of good cheer, for I am not the only saint who has to complain of weakness of faith. If David doubted, I need not conclude that I am no Christian because I have doubts. The text reminds me that David was not content while he had doubts and fears, but he repaired at once to the mercy-seat to pray for assurance; for he valued it as much fine gold. I too must labour after an abiding sense of my acceptance in the Beloved, and must have no joy when His love is not shed abroad in my soul. When my Bridegroom is gone from me, my soul must and will fast. I learn also that David knew where to obtain full assurance. He went to his God in prayer, crying, "Say unto my soul I am thy salvation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be much alone with God if I would have a clear sense of Jesus' love. Let my prayers cease, and my eye of faith will grow dim. Much in prayer, much in heaven; slow in prayer, slow in progress. I notice that David would not be satisfied unless his assurance had a divine source. "Say unto my soul." Lord, do Thou say it ! Nothing short of a divine testimony in the soul will ever content the true Christian. Moreover, David could not rest unless his assurance had a vivid personality about it. "Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation." Lord, if Thou shouldst say this to all the saints, it were nothing, unless Thou shouldst say it to me. Lord, I have sinned; I deserve not Thy smile; I scarcely dare to ask it; but oh! say to my soul, even to my soul, "I am thy salvation." Let me have a present, personal, infallible, indisputable sense that I am Thine, and that Thou art mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111115576650474554?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111115576650474554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111115576650474554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111115576650474554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111115576650474554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-doubt.html' title='No Doubt'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111107044278539702</id><published>2005-03-17T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T09:40:42.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvation from the Lord</title><content type='html'>"Salvation is of the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;--Jonah 2:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salvation is the work of God. It is He alone who quickens the soul "dead in trespasses and sins," and it is He also who maintains the soul in its spiritual life. He is both "Alpha and Omega." "Salvation is of the Lord." If I am prayerful, God makes me prayerful; if I have graces, they are God's gifts to me; if I hold on in a consistent life, it is because He upholds me with His hand. I do nothing whatever towards my own preservation, except what God Himself first does in me. Whatever I have, all my goodness is of the Lord alone. Wherein I sin, that is my own; but wherein I act rightly, that is of God, wholly and completely. If I have repulsed a spiritual enemy, the Lord's strength nerved my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I live before men a consecrated life? It is not I, but Christ who liveth in me. Am I sanctified? I did not cleanse myself: God's Holy Spirit sanctifies me. Am I weaned from the world? I am weaned by God's chastisements sanctified to my good. Do I grow in knowledge? The great Instructor teaches me. All my jewels were fashioned by heavenly art. I find in God all that I want; but I find in myself nothing but sin and misery. "He only is my rock and my salvation." Do I feed on the Word? That Word would be no food for me unless the Lord made it food for my soul, and helped me to feed upon it. Do I live on the manna which comes down from heaven? What is that manna but Jesus Christ himself incarnate, whose body and whose blood I eat and drink? Am I continually receiving fresh increase of strength? Where do I gather my might? My help cometh from heaven's hills: without Jesus I can do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a branch cannot bring forth fruit except it abide in the vine, no more can I, except I abide in Him. What Jonah learned in the great deep, let me learn this morning in my closet: "Salvation is of the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111107044278539702?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111107044278539702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111107044278539702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111107044278539702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111107044278539702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/salvation-from-lord.html' title='Salvation from the Lord'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111098340121811233</id><published>2005-03-16T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T09:30:01.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Act on Hope</title><content type='html'>"Why sit we here until we die?"&lt;br /&gt;--2 Kings 7:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear reader, this little book was mainly intended for the edification of believers, but if you are yet unsaved, our heart yearns over you: and we would fain say a word which may be blessed to you. Open your Bible, and read the story of the lepers, and mark their position, which was much the same as yours. If you remain where you are you must perish; if you go to Jesus you can but die. "Nothing venture, nothing win," is the old proverb, and in your case the venture is no great one. If you sit still in sullen despair, no one can pity you when your ruin comes; but if you die with mercy sought, if such a thing were possible, you would be the object of universal sympathy. None escape who refuse to look to Jesus; but you know that, at any rate, some are saved who believe in Him, for certain of your own acquaintances have received mercy: then why not you? The Ninevites said, "Who can tell?" Act upon the same hope, and try the Lord's mercy. To perish is so awful, that if there were but a straw to catch at, the instinct of self-preservation should lead you to stretch out your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have thus been talking to you on your own unbelieving ground, we would now assure you, as from the Lord, that if you seek Him He will be found of you. Jesus casts out none who come unto Him. You shall not perish if you trust Him; on the contrary, you shall find treasure far richer than the poor lepers gathered in Syria's deserted camp. May the Holy Spirit embolden you to go at once, and you shall not believe in vain. When you are saved yourself, publish the good news to others. Hold not your peace; tell the King's household first, and unite with them in fellowship; let the porter of the city, the minister, be informed of your discovery, and then proclaim the good news in every place. The Lord save thee ere the sun goes down this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111098340121811233?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111098340121811233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111098340121811233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111098340121811233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111098340121811233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/act-on-hope.html' title='Act on Hope'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111089508488953643</id><published>2005-03-15T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T08:58:04.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Sin</title><content type='html'>"Sin...exceeding sinful." --Romans 7:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of light thoughts of sin. At the time of conversion, the conscience is so tender, that we are afraid of the slightest sin. Young converts have a holy timidity, a godly fear lest they should offend against God. But alas! very soon the fine bloom upon these first ripe fruits is removed by the rough handling of the surrounding world: the sensitive plant of young piety turns into a willow in after life, too pliant, too easily yielding. It is sadly true, that even a Christian may grow by degrees so callous, that the sin which once startled him does not alarm him in the least. By degrees men get familiar with sin. The ear in which the cannon has been booming will not notice slight sounds. At first a little sin startles us; but soon we say, "Is it not a little one?" Then there comes another, larger, and then another, until by degrees we begin to regard sin as but a little ill; and then follows an unholy presumption: "We have not fallen into open sin. True, we tripped a little, but we stood upright in the main. We may have uttered one unholy word, but as for the most of our conversation, it has been consistent." So we palliate sin; we throw a cloak over it; we call it by dainty names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian, beware how thou thinkest lightly of sin. Take heed lest thou fall by little and little. Sin, a little thing? Is it not a poison? Who knows its deadliness? Sin, a little thing? Do not the little foxes spoil the grapes? Doth not the tiny coral insect build a rock which wrecks a navy? Do not little strokes fell lofty oaks? Will not continual droppings wear away stones? Sin, a little thing? It girded the Redeemer's head with thorns, and pierced His heart! It made Him suffer anguish, bitterness, and woe. Could you weigh the least sin in the scales of eternity, you would fly from it as from a serpent, and abhor the least appearance of evil. Look upon all sin as that which crucified the Saviour, and you will see it to be "exceeding sinful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111089508488953643?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111089508488953643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111089508488953643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111089508488953643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111089508488953643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/little-sin.html' title='A Little Sin'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111081162964255918</id><published>2005-03-14T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T08:55:41.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Neutral</title><content type='html'>"To whom belongest thou?"&lt;br /&gt;--1 Samuel 30:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No neutralities can exist in religion. We are either ranked under the banner of Prince Immanuel, to serve and fight His battles, or we are vassals of the black prince, Satan. "To whom belongest thou?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader, let me assist you in your response. Have you been "born again"? If you have, you belong to Christ, but without the new birth you cannot be His. In whom do you trust? For those who believe in Jesus are the sons of God. Whose work are you doing? You are sure to serve your master, for he whom you serve is thereby owned to be your lord. What company do you keep? If you belong to Jesus, you will fraternize with those who wear the livery of the cross. "Birds of a feather flock together." What is your conversation? Is it heavenly or is it earthly? What have you learned of your Master?--for servants learn much from their masters to whom they are apprenticed. If you have served your time with Jesus, it will be said of you, as it was of Peter and John, "They took knowledge of them, that they had been with Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We press the question, "To whom belongest thou?" Answer honestly before you give sleep to your eyes. If you are not Christ's you are in a hard service--Run away from your cruel master! Enter into the service of the Lord of Love, and you shall enjoy a life of blessedness. If you are Christ's let me advise you to do four things. You belong to Jesus--obey him; let his word be your law; let His wish be your will. You belong to the Beloved, then love Him; let your heart embrace Him; let your whole soul be filled with Him. You belong to the Son of God, then trust him; rest nowhere but on him. You belong to the King of kings, then be decided for Him. Thus, without your being branded upon the brow, all will know to whom you belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111081162964255918?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111081162964255918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111081162964255918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111081162964255918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111081162964255918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-neutral.html' title='Not Neutral'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111063451359638848</id><published>2005-03-12T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T08:35:13.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust in the Lord</title><content type='html'>"It is better to trust in the Lord, than to put confidence in man."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 118:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubtless the reader has been tried with the temptation to rely upon the things which are seen, instead of resting alone upon the invisible God. Christians often look to man for help and counsel, and mar the noble simplicity of their reliance upon their God. Does this evening's portion meet the eye of a child of God anxious about temporals, then would we reason with him awhile. You trust in Jesus, and only in Jesus, for your salvation, then why are you troubled? "Because of my great care." Is it not written, "Cast thy burden upon the Lord"? "Be careful for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication make known your wants unto God." Cannot you trust God for temporals? "Ah! I wish I could." If you cannot trust God for temporals, how dare you trust Him for spirituals? Can you trust Him for your soul's redemption, and not rely upon Him for a few lesser mercies? Is not God enough for thy need, or is His all-sufficiency too narrow for thy wants? Dost thou want another eye beside that of Him who sees every secret thing? Is His heart faint? Is His arm weary? If so, seek another God; but if He be infinite, omnipotent, faithful, true, and all-wise, why gaddest thou abroad so much to seek another confidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why dost thou rake the earth to find another foundation, when this is strong enough to bear all the weight which thou canst ever build thereon? Christian, mix not only thy wine with water, do not alloy thy gold of faith with the dross of human confidence. Wait thou only upon God, and let thine expectation be from Him. Covet not Jonah's gourd, but rest in Jonah's God. Let the sandy foundations of terrestrial trust be the choice of fools, but do thou, like one who foresees the storm, build for thyself an abiding place upon the Rock of Ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111063451359638848?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111063451359638848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111063451359638848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111063451359638848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111063451359638848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/trust-in-lord.html' title='Trust in the Lord'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111054518691535330</id><published>2005-03-11T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T07:46:26.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Sleep</title><content type='html'>"Let us not sleep, as do others."&lt;br /&gt;--1 Thessalonians 5:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many ways of promoting Christian wakefulness. Among the rest, let me strongly advise Christians to converse together concerning the ways of the Lord. Christian and Hopeful, as they journeyed towards the Celestial City, said to themselves, "To prevent drowsiness in this place, let us fall into good discourse." Christian enquired, "Brother, where shall we begin?" And Hopeful answered, "Where God began with us." Then Christian sang this song--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When saints do sleepy grow, let them come hither,&lt;br /&gt;And hear how these two pilgrims talk together;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, let them learn of them, in any wise,&lt;br /&gt;Thus to keep open their drowsy slumb'ring eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Saints' fellowship, if it be managed well,&lt;br /&gt;Keeps them awake, and that in spite of hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians who isolate themselves and walk alone, are very liable to grow drowsy. Hold Christian company, and you will be kept wakeful by it, and refreshed and encouraged to make quicker progress in the road to heaven. But as you thus take "sweet counsel" with others in the ways of God, take care that the theme of your converse is the Lord Jesus. Let the eye of faith be constantly looking unto Him; let your heart be full of Him; let your lips speak of His worth. Friend, live near to the cross, and thou wilt not sleep. Labour to impress thyself with a deep sense of the value of the place to which thou art going. If thou rememberest that thou art going to heaven, thou wilt not sleep on the road. If thou thinkest that hell is behind thee, and the devil pursuing thee, thou wilt not loiter. Would the manslayer sleep with the avenger of blood behind him, and the city of refuge before him? Christian, wilt thou sleep whilst the pearly gates are open--the songs of angels waiting for thee to join them--a crown of gold ready for thy brow? Ah! no; in holy fellowship continue to watch and pray that ye enter not into temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111054518691535330?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111054518691535330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111054518691535330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111054518691535330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111054518691535330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/do-not-sleep.html' title='Do Not Sleep'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111054203308265037</id><published>2005-03-11T06:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T06:53:53.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Table of Grace</title><content type='html'>"They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of Thy house."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 36:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheba's queen was amazed at the sumptuousness of Solomon's table. She lost all heart when she saw the provision of a single day; and she marvelled equally at the company of servants who were feasted at the royal board. But what is this to the hospitalities of the God of grace? Ten thousand thousand of his people are daily fed; hungry and thirsty, they bring large appetites with them to the banquet, but not one of them returns unsatisfied; there is enough for each, enough for all, enough for evermore. Though the host that feed at Jehovah's table is countless as the stars of heaven, yet each one has his portion of meat. Think how much grace one saint requires, so much that nothing but the Infinite could supply him for one day; and yet the Lord spreads His table, not for one, but many saints, not for one day, but for many years; not for many years only, but for generation after generation. Observe the full feasting spoken of in the text, the guests at mercy's banquet are satisfied, nay, more "abundantly satisfied;" and that not with ordinary fare, but with fatness, the peculiar fatness of God's own house; and such feasting is guaranteed by a faithful promise to all those children of men who put their trust under the shadow of Jehovah's wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once thought if I might but get the broken meat at God's back door of grace I should be satisfied; like the woman who said, "The dogs eat of the crumbs that fall from the master's table;" but no child of God is ever served with scraps and leavings; like Mephibosheth, they all eat from the king's own table. In matters of grace, we all have Benjamin's mess--we all have ten times more than we could have expected, and though our necessities are great, yet are we often amazed at the marvellous plenty of grace which God gives us experimentally to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111054203308265037?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111054203308265037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111054203308265037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111054203308265037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111054203308265037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/table-of-grace_11.html' title='Table of Grace'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111045006962788768</id><published>2005-03-10T05:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T05:21:09.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Expectations</title><content type='html'>"My expectation is from Him."&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 62:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the believer's privilege to use this language. If he is looking for aught from the world, it is a poor "expectation" indeed. But if he looks to God for the supply of his wants, whether in temporal or spiritual blessings, his expectation" will not be a vain one. Constantly he may draw from the bank of faith, and get his need supplied out of the riches of God's lovingkindness. This I know, I had rather have God for my banker than all the Rothschilds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord never fails to honour His promises; and when we bring them to His throne, He never sends them back unanswered. Therefore I will wait only at His door, for He ever opens it with the hand of munificent grace. At this hour I will try Him anew. But we have "expectations" beyond this life. We shall die soon; and then our "expectation is from Him." Do we not expect that when we lie upon the bed of sickness He will send angels to carry us to His bosom? We believe that when the pulse is faint, and the heart heaves heavily, some angelic messenger shall stand and look with loving eyes upon us, and whisper, "Sister spirit, come away!" As we approach the heavenly gate, we expect to hear the welcome invitation, "Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world." We are expecting harps of gold and crowns of glory; we are hoping soon to be amongst the multitude of shining ones before the throne; we are looking forward and longing for the time when we shall be like our glorious Lord--for "We shall see Him as He is." Then if these be thine "expectations," O my soul, live for God; live with the desire and resolve to glorify Him from whom cometh all thy supplies, and of whose grace in thy election, redemption, and calling, it is that thou hast any "expectation" of coming glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111045006962788768?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111045006962788768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111045006962788768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111045006962788768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111045006962788768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/great-expectations.html' title='Great Expectations'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111037447795116529</id><published>2005-03-09T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T08:21:17.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace for Trials</title><content type='html'>"My grace is sufficient for thee."&lt;br /&gt;--2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If none of God's saints were poor and tried, we should not know half so well the consolations of divine grace. When we find the wanderer who has not where to lay his head, who yet can say, "Still will I trust in the or, when we see the pauper starving on bread and water, who still glories in Jesus; when we see the bereaved widow overwhelmed in affliction, and yet having faith in Christ, oh! what honour it reflects on the gospel. God's grace is illustrated and magnified in the poverty and trials of believers. Saints bear up under every discouragement, believing that all things work together for their good, and that out of apparent evils a real blessing shall ultimately spring--that their God will either work a deliverance for them speedily, or most assuredly support them in the trouble, as long as He is pleased to keep them in it. This patience of the saints proves the power of divine grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lighthouse out at sea: it is a calm night--I cannot tell whether the edifice is firm; the tempest must rage about it, and then I shall know whether it will stand. So with the Spirit's work: if it were not on many occasions surrounded with tempestuous waters, we should not know that it was true and strong; if the winds did not blow upon it, we should not know how firm and secure it was. The master-works of God are those men who stand in the midst of difficulties, stedfast, unmoveable,--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Calm mid the bewildering cry,&lt;br /&gt;Confident of victory."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who would glorify his God must set his account upon meeting with many trials. No man can be illustrious before the Lord unless his conflicts be many. If then, yours be a much-tried path, rejoice in it, because you will the better show forth the all-sufficient grace of God. As for His failing you, never dream of it--hate the thought. The God who has been sufficient until now, should be trusted to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111037447795116529?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111037447795116529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111037447795116529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111037447795116529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111037447795116529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/grace-for-trials.html' title='Grace for Trials'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111029734566849527</id><published>2005-03-08T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T10:55:45.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chosen in the Furnace</title><content type='html'>"I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction."&lt;br /&gt;--Isaiah 48:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort thyself, tried believer, with this thought: God saith, "I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction." Does not the word come like a soft shower, assuaging the fury of the flame? Yea, is it not an asbestos armour, against which the heat hath no power? Let affliction come--God has chosen me. Poverty, thou mayst stride in at my door, but God is in the house already, and He has chosen me. Sickness, thou mayst intrude, but I have a balsam ready--God has chosen me. Whatever befalls me in this vale of tears, I know that He has "chosen" me. If, believer, thou requirest still greater comfort, remember that you have the Son of Man with you in the furnace. In that silent chamber of yours, there sitteth by your side One whom thou hast not seen, but whom thou lovest; and ofttimes when thou knowest it not, He makes all thy bed in thy affliction, and smooths thy pillow for thee. Thou art in poverty; but in that lovely house of thine the Lord of life and glory is a frequent visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to come into these desolate places, that He may visit thee. Thy friend sticks closely to thee. Thou canst not see Him, but thou mayst feel the pressure of His hands. Dost thou not hear His voice? Even in the valley of the shadow of death He says, "Fear not, I am with thee; be not dismayed, for I am thy God." Remember that noble speech of Caesar: "Fear not, thou carriest Caesar and all his fortune." Fear not, Christian; Jesus is with thee. In all thy fiery trials, His presence is both thy comfort and safety. He will never leave one whom He has chosen for His own. "Fear not, for I am with thee," is His sure word of promise to His chosen ones in the "furnace of affliction." Wilt thou not, then, take fast hold of Christ, and say--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead,&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow where He goes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111029734566849527?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111029734566849527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111029734566849527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111029734566849527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111029734566849527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/chosen-in-furnace.html' title='Chosen in the Furnace'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-111024462641924414</id><published>2005-03-07T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:17:06.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wholly Clean</title><content type='html'>"Behold, if the leprosy have covered all his flesh, he shall pronounce him clean that hath the plague."&lt;br /&gt;--Leviticus 13:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange enough this regulation appears, yet there was wisdom in it, for the throwing out of the disease proved that the constitution was sound. This evening it may be well for us to see the typical teaching of so singular a rule. We, too, are lepers, and may read the law of the leper as applicable to ourselves. When a man sees himself to be altogether lost and ruined, covered all over with the defilement of sin, and in no part free from pollution; when he disclaims all righteousness of his own, and pleads guilty before the Lord, then he is clean through the blood of Jesus, and the grace of God. Hidden, unfelt, unconfessed iniquity is the true leprosy; but when sin is seen and felt, it has received its deathblow, and the Lord looks with eyes of mercy upon the soul afflicted with it. Nothing is more deadly than self-righteousness, or more hopeful than contrition. We must confess that we are "nothing else but sin," for no confession short of this will be the whole truth; and if the Holy Spirit be at work with us, convincing us of sin, there will be no difficulty about making such an acknowledgment--it will spring spontaneously from our lips. What comfort does the text afford to truly awakened sinners: the very circumstance which so grievously discouraged them is here turned into a sign and symptom of a hopeful state! Stripping comes before clothing; digging out the foundation is the first thing in building--and a thorough sense of sin is one of the earliest works of grace in the heart. O thou poor leprous sinner, utterly destitute of a sound spot, take heart from the text, and come as thou art to Jesus--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For let our debts be what they may, however great or small,&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we have nought to pay, our Lord forgives us all.&lt;br /&gt;'Tis perfect poverty alone that sets the soul at large:&lt;br /&gt;While we can call one mite our own, we have no full discharge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-111024462641924414?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/111024462641924414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=111024462641924414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111024462641924414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/111024462641924414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/wholly-clean.html' title='Wholly Clean'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110994784037110375</id><published>2005-03-04T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T09:50:40.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Study in Prayer</title><content type='html'>"Understandest thou what thou readest?"&lt;br /&gt;--Acts 8:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should be abler teachers of others, and less liable to be carried about by every wind of doctrine, if we sought to have a more intelligent understanding of the Word of God. As the Holy Ghost, the Author of the Scriptures is He who alone can enlighten us rightly to understand them, we should constantly ask His teaching, and His guidance into all truth. When the prophet Daniel would interpret Nebuchadnezzar's dream, what did he do? He set himself to earnest prayer that God would open up the vision. The apostle John, in his vision at Patmos, saw a book sealed with seven seals which none was found worthy to open, or so much as to look upon. The book was afterwards opened by the Lion of the tribe of Judah, who had prevailed to open it; but it is written first--"I wept much." The tears of John, which were his liquid prayers, were, so far as he was concerned, the sacred keys by which the folded book was opened. Therefore, if, for your own and others' profiting, you desire to be "filled with the knowledge of God's will in all wisdom and spiritual understanding," remember that prayer is your best means of study: like Daniel, you shall understand the dream, and the interpretation thereof, when you have sought unto God; and like John you shall see the seven seals of precious truth unloosed, after you have wept much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones are not broken, except by an earnest use of the hammer; and the stone-breaker must go down on his knees. Use the hammer of diligence, and let the knee of prayer be exercised, and there is not a stony doctrine in revelation which is useful for you to understand, which will not fly into shivers under the exercise of prayer and faith. You may force your way through anything with the leverage of prayer. Thoughts and reasonings are like the steel wedges which give a hold upon truth; but prayer is the lever, the prise which forces open the iron chest of sacred mystery, that we may get the treasure hidden within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110994784037110375?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110994784037110375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110994784037110375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110994784037110375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110994784037110375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/study-in-prayer.html' title='Study in Prayer'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110985165016656407</id><published>2005-03-03T07:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T07:07:30.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is His Strength</title><content type='html'>"His bow abode in strength, and the arms of his hands were made strong by the hands of the mighty God of Jacob."&lt;br /&gt;--Genesis 49:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That strength which God gives to His Josephs is real strength; it is not a boasted valour, a fiction, a thing of which men talk, but which ends in smoke; it is true--divine strength. Why does Joseph stand against temptation? Because God gives him aid. There is nought that we can do without the power of God. All true strength comes from "the mighty God of Jacob." Notice in what a blessedly familiar way God gives this strength to Joseph--"The arms of his hands were made strong by the hands of the mighty God of Jacob." Thus God is represented as putting His hands on Joseph's hands, placing His arms on Joseph's arms. Like as a father teaches his children, so the Lord teaches them that fear Him. He puts His arms upon them. Marvellous condescension! God Almighty, Eternal, Omnipotent, stoops from His throne and lays His hand upon the child's hand, stretching His arm upon the arm of Joseph, that he may be made strong! This strength was also covenant strength, for it is ascribed to "the mighty God of Jacob." Now, wherever you read of the God of Jacob in the Bible, you should remember the covenant with Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians love to think of God's covenant. All the power, all the grace, all the blessings, all the mercies, all the comforts, all the things we have, flow to us from the well-head, through the covenant. If there were no covenant, then we should fail indeed; for all grace proceeds from it, as light and heat from the sun. No angels ascend or descend, save upon that ladder which Jacob saw, at the top of which stood a covenant God. Christian, it may be that the archers have sorely grieved you, and shot at you, and wounded you, but still your bow abides in strength; be sure, then, to ascribe all the glory to Jacob's God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110985165016656407?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110985165016656407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110985165016656407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110985165016656407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110985165016656407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-is-his-strength.html' title='It Is His Strength'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110976482293539443</id><published>2005-03-02T06:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T07:00:22.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to Our First Love</title><content type='html'>"Thou hast left thy first love."&lt;br /&gt;--Revelation 2:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever to be remembered is that best and brightest of hours, when first we saw the Lord, lost our burden, received the roll of promise, rejoiced in full salvation, and went on our way in peace. It was spring time in the soul; the winter was past; the mutterings of Sinai's thunders were hushed; the flashings of its lightnings were no more perceived; God was beheld as reconciled; the law threatened no vengeance, justice demanded no punishment. Then the flowers appeared in our heart; hope, love, peace, and patience sprung from the sod; the hyacinth of repentance, the snowdrop of pure holiness, the crocus of golden faith, the daffodil of early love, all decked the garden of the soul. The time of the singing of birds was come, and we rejoiced with thanksgiving; we magnified the holy name of our forgiving God, and our resolve was, "Lord, I am Thine, wholly Thine; all I am, and all I have, I would devote to Thee. Thou hast brought me with Thy blood--let me spend myself and be spent in Thy service. In life and in death let me be consecrated to Thee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have we kept this resolve? Our espousal love burned with a holy flame of devoutedness to Jesus--is it the same now? Might not Jesus well say to us, "I have somewhat against thee, because thou hast left they first love"? Alas! it is but little we have done for our Master's glory. Our winter has lasted all too long. We are as cold as ice when we should feel a summer's glow and bloom with sacred flowers. We give to God pence when He deserveth pounds, nay, deserveth our heart's blood to be coined in the service of His church and of His truth. But shall we continue thus? O Lord, after Thou hast so richly blessed us, shall we be ungrateful and become indifferent to Thy good cause and work? O quicken us that we may return to our first love, and do our first works! Send us a genial spring, O Sun of Righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110976482293539443?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110976482293539443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110976482293539443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110976482293539443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110976482293539443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/return-to-our-first-love.html' title='Return to Our First Love'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110967866520269037</id><published>2005-03-01T07:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T07:04:25.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dwell Near God</title><content type='html'>"Isaac dwelt by the well Lahai-roi."&lt;br /&gt;--Genesis 25:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hagar had once found deliverance there and Ishmael had drank from the water so graciously revealed by the God who liveth and seeth the sons of men; but this was a merely casual visit, such as worldlings pay to the Lord in times of need, when it serves their turn. They cry to Him in trouble, but forsake Him in prosperity. Isaac dwelt there, and made the well of the living and all-seeing God his constant source of supply. The usual tenor of a man's life, the dwelling of his soul, is the true test of his state. Perhaps the providential visitation experienced by Hagar struck Isaac's mind, and led him to revere the place; its mystical name endeared it to him; his frequent musings by its brim at eventide made him familiar with the well; his meeting Rebecca there had made his spirit feel at home near the spot; but best of all, the fact that he there enjoyed fellowship with the living God, had made him select that hallowed ground for his dwelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us learn to live in the presence of the living God; let us pray the Holy Spirit that this day, and every other day, we may feel, "Thou God seest me." May the Lord Jehovah be as a well to us, delightful, comforting, unfailing, springing up unto eternal life. The bottle of the creature cracks and dries up, but the well of the Creator never fails; happy is he who dwells at the well, and so has abundant and constant supplies near at hand. The Lord has been a sure helper to others: His name is Shaddai, God All-sufficient; our hearts have often had most delightful intercourse with Him; through Him our soul has found her glorious Husband, the Lord Jesus; and in Him this day we live, and move, and have our being; let us, then, dwell in closest fellowship with Him. Glorious Lord, constrain us that we may never leave Thee, but dwell by the well of the living God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110967866520269037?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110967866520269037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110967866520269037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110967866520269037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110967866520269037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/03/dwell-near-god.html' title='Dwell Near God'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110959288470157733</id><published>2005-02-28T07:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T07:14:44.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery from Trials</title><content type='html'>"Shew me wherefore thou contendest with me."&lt;br /&gt;--Job 10:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, O tried soul, the Lord is doing this to develop thy graces. There are some of thy graces which would never be discovered if it were not for thy trials. Dost thou not know that thy faith never looks so grand in summer weather as it does in winter? Love is too often like a glow-worm, showing but little light except it be in the midst of surrounding darkness. Hope itself is like a star--not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity. Afflictions are often the black foils in which God doth set the jewels of His children's graces, to make them shine the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was but a little while ago that on thy knees thou wast saying, "Lord, I fear I have no faith: let me know that I have faith." Was not this really, though perhaps unconsciously, praying for trials?--for how canst thou know that thou hast faith until thy faith is exercised? Depend upon it, God often sends us trials that our graces may be discovered, and that we may be certified of their existence. Besides, it is not merely discovery, real growth in grace is the result of sanctified trials. God often takes away our comforts and our privileges in order to make us better Christians. He trains His soldiers, not in tents of ease and luxury, but by turning them out and using them to forced marches and hard service. He makes them ford through streams, and swim through rivers, and climb mountains, and walk many a long mile with heavy knapsacks of sorrow on their backs. Well, Christian, may not this account for the troubles through which thou art passing? Is not the Lord bringing out your graces, and making them grow? Is not this the reason why He is contending with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trials make the promise sweet;&lt;br /&gt;Trials give new life to prayer;&lt;br /&gt;Trials bring me to His feet,&lt;br /&gt;Lay me low, and keep me there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110959288470157733?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110959288470157733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110959288470157733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110959288470157733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110959288470157733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/discovery-from-trials.html' title='Discovery from Trials'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110951170533055835</id><published>2005-02-27T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T08:41:45.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Witness to Jesus</title><content type='html'>"And they took knowledge of them, that they had been with Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;--Acts 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christian should be a striking likeness of Jesus Christ. You have read lives of Christ, beautifully and eloquently written, but the best life of Christ is His living biography, written out in the words and actions of His people. If we were what we profess to be, and what we should be, we should be pictures of Christ; yea, such striking likenesses of Him, that the world would not have to hold us up by the hour together, and say, "Well, it seems somewhat of a likeness;" but they would, when they once beheld us, exclaim, "He has been with Jesus; he has been taught of Him; he is like Him; he has caught the very idea of the holy Man of Nazareth, and he works it out in his life and every-day actions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christian should be like Christ in his boldness. Never blush to own your religion; your profession will never disgrace you: take care you never disgrace that. Be like Jesus, very valiant for your God. Imitate Him in your loving spirit; think kindly, speak kindly, and do kindly, that men may say of you, "He has been with Jesus." Imitate Jesus in His holiness. Was He zealous for His Master? So be you; ever go about doing good. Let not time be wasted: it is too precious. Was He self-denying, never looking to His own interest? Be the same. Was He devout? Be you fervent in your prayers. Had He deference to His Father's will? So submit yourselves to Him. Was He patient? So learn to endure. And best of all, as the highest portraiture of Jesus, try to forgive your enemies, as He did; and let those sublime words of your Master, "Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do," always ring in your ears. Forgive, as you hope to be forgiven. Heap coals of fire on the head of your foe by your kindness to him. Good for evil, recollect, is godlike. Be godlike, then; and in all ways and by all means, so live that all may say of you, "He has been with Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110951170533055835?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110951170533055835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110951170533055835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110951170533055835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110951170533055835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/witness-to-jesus.html' title='Witness to Jesus'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110946191775160748</id><published>2005-02-26T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T18:51:57.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pain of Correction</title><content type='html'>"O Lord of hosts, how long wilt thou not have mercy upon Jerusalem?...And the Lord answered the angel...with good words and comfortable words."&lt;br /&gt;--Zechariah 1:12,13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sweet answer to an anxious enquiry! This night let us rejoice in it. O Zion, there are good things in store for thee; thy time of travail shall soon be over; thy children shall be brought forth; thy captivity shall end. Bear patiently the rod for a season, and under the darkness still trust in God, for His love burneth towards thee. God loves the church with a love too deep for human imagination: He loves her with all His infinite heart. Therefore let her sons be of good courage; she cannot be far from prosperity to whom God speaketh "good words and comfortable words." What these comfortable words are the prophet goes on to tell us: "I am jealous for Jerusalem and for Zion with a great jealousy." The Lord loves His church so much that He cannot bear that she should go astray to others; and when she has done so, He cannot endure that she should suffer too much or too heavily. He will not have his enemies afflict her: He is displeased with them because they increase her misery. When God seems most to leave His church, His heart is warm towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History shows that whenever God uses a rod to chasten His servants, He always breaks it afterwards, as if He loathed the rod which gave his children pain. "Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear Him." God hath not forgotten us because He smites--His blows are no evidences of want of love. If this is true of His church collectively, it is of necessity true also of each individual member. You may fear that the Lord has passed you by, but it is not so: He who counts the stars, and calls them by their names, is in no danger of forgetting His own children. He knows your case as thoroughly as if you were the only creature He ever made, or the only saint He ever loved. Approach Him and be at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110946191775160748?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110946191775160748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110946191775160748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110946191775160748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110946191775160748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/pain-of-correction.html' title='The Pain of Correction'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110942168056668362</id><published>2005-02-26T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T07:41:20.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Answering without Question</title><content type='html'>"At that time Jesus answered."&lt;br /&gt;--Matthew 11:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a singular way in which to commence a verse--"At that time Jesus answered." If you will look at the context you will not perceive that any person had asked Him a question, or that He was in conversation with any human being. Yet it is written, "Jesus answered and said, I thank Thee, O Father." When a man answers, he answers a person who has been speaking to him. Who, then, had spoken to Christ? His Father. Yet there is no record of it; and this should teach us that Jesus had constant fellowship with His Father, and that God spake into His heart so often, so continually, that it was not a circumstance singular enough to be recorded. It was the habit and life of Jesus to talk with God. Even as Jesus was, is this world, so are we; let us therefore learn the lesson which this simple statement concerning Him teaches us. May we likewise have silent fellowship with the Father, so that often we may answer Him, and though the world wotteth not to whom we speak, may we be responding to that secret voice unheard of any other ear, which our own ear, opened by the Spirit of God, recognizes with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has spoken to us, let us speak to God--either to set our seal that God is true and faithful to His promise, or to confess the sin of which the Spirit of God has convinced us, or to acknowledge the mercy which God's providence has given, or to express assent to the great truths which God the Holy Ghost has opened to our understanding. What a privilege is intimate communion with the Father of our spirits! It is a secret hidden from the world, a joy with which even the nearest friend ntermeddleth not. If we would hear the whispers of God's love, our ear must be purged and fitted to listen to His voice. This very evening may our hearts be in such a state, that when God speaks to us, we, like Jesus, may be prepared at once to answer Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110942168056668362?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110942168056668362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110942168056668362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110942168056668362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110942168056668362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/answering-without-question.html' title='Answering without Question'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110933362231780214</id><published>2005-02-25T07:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T07:13:42.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Daily Supply</title><content type='html'>"And his allowance was a continual allowance given him of the king, a daily rate for every day, all the days of his life."&lt;br /&gt;--2 Kings 25:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jehoiachin was not sent away from the king's palace with a store to last him for months, but his provision was given him as a daily pension. Herein he well pictures the happy position of all the Lord's people. A daily portion is all that a man really wants. We do not need tomorrow's supplies; that day has not yet dawned, and its wants are as yet unborn. The thirst which we may suffer in the month of June does not need to be quenched in February, for we do not feel it yet; if we have enough for each day as the days arrive we shall never know want. Sufficient for the day is all that we can enjoy. We cannot eat or drink or wear more than the day's supply of food and raiment; the surplus gives us the care of storing it, and the anxiety of watching against a thief. One staff aids a traveller, but a bundle of staves is a heavy burden. Enough is not only as good as a feast, but is all that the veriest glutton can truly enjoy. This is all that we should expect; a craving for more than this is ungrateful. When our Father does not give us more, we should be content with his daily allowance. Jehoiachin's case is ours, we have a sure portion, a portion given us of the king, a gracious portion, and a perpetual portion. Here is surely ground for thankfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved Christian reader, in matters of grace you need a daily supply. You have no store of strength. Day by day must you seek help from above. It is a very sweet assurance that a daily portion is provided for you. In the word, through the ministry, by meditation, in prayer, and waiting upon God you shall receive renewed strength. In Jesus all needful things are laid up for you. Then enjoy your continual allowance. Never go hungry while the daily bread of grace is on the table of mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110933362231780214?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110933362231780214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110933362231780214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110933362231780214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110933362231780214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/daily-supply.html' title='A Daily Supply'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110924618950367942</id><published>2005-02-24T06:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T06:56:29.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Extent of Salvation</title><content type='html'>"He shall save His people from their sins."&lt;br /&gt;--Matthew 1:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many persons, if they are asked what they understand by salvation, will reply, "Being saved from hell and taken to heaven." This is one result of salvation, but it is not one tithe of what is contained in that boon. It is true our Lord Jesus Christ does redeem all His people from the wrath to come; He saves them from the fearful condemnation which their sins had brought upon them; but His triumph is far more complete than this. He saves His people "from their sins." Oh! sweet deliverance from our worst foes. Where Christ works a saving work, He casts Satan from his throne, and will not let him be master any longer. No man is a true Christian if sin reigns in his mortal body. Sin will be in us--it will never be utterly expelled till the spirit enters glory; but it will never have dominion. There will be a striving for dominion--a lusting against the new law and the new spirit which God has implanted--but sin will never get the upper hand so as to be absolute monarch of our nature. Christ will be Master of the heart, and sin must be mortified. The Lion of the tribe of Judah shall prevail, and the dragon shall be cast out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor! is sin subdued in you? If your life is unholy your heart is unchanged, and if your heart is unchanged you are an unsaved person. If the Saviour has not sanctified you, renewed you, given you a hatred of sin and a love of holiness, He has done nothing in you of a saving character. The grace which does not make a man better than others is a worthless counterfeit. Christ saves His people, not in their sins, but from them. "Without holiness no man shall see the Lord." "Let every one that nameth the name of Christ depart from iniquity." If not saved from sin, how shall we hope to be counted among His people. Lord, save me now from all evil, and enable me to honour my Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110924618950367942?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110924618950367942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110924618950367942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110924618950367942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110924618950367942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/extent-of-salvation.html' title='The Extent of Salvation'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110916096335054148</id><published>2005-02-23T07:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T07:16:03.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Room for Consolation</title><content type='html'>"For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so our consolation also aboundeth by Christ."&lt;br /&gt;--2 Corinthians 1:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a blessed proportion. The Ruler of Providence bears a pair of scales--in this side He puts His people's trials, and in that He puts their consolations. When the scale of trial is nearly empty, you will always find the scale of consolation in nearly the same condition; and when the scale of trials is full, you will find the scale of consolation just as heavy. When the black clouds gather most, the light is the more brightly revealed to us. When the night lowers and the tempest is coming on, the Heavenly Captain is always closest to His crew. It is a blessed thing, that when we are most cast down, then it is that we are most lifted up by the consolations of the Spirit. One reason is, because trials make more room for consolation. Great hearts can only be made by great troubles. The spade of trouble digs the reservoir of comfort deeper, and makes more room for consolation. God comes into our heart--He finds it full--He begins to break our comforts and to make it empty; then there is more room for grace. The humbler a man lies, the more comfort he will always have, because he will be more fitted to receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why we are often most happy in our troubles, is this--then we have the closest dealings with God. When the barn is full, man can live without God: when the purse is bursting with gold, we try to do without so much prayer. But once take our gourds away, and we want our God; once cleanse the idols out of the house, then we are compelled to honour Jehovah. "Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord." There is no cry so good as that which comes from the bottom of the mountains; no prayer half so hearty as that which comes up from the depths of the soul, through deep trials and afflictions. Hence they bring us to God, and we are happier; for nearness to God is happiness. Come, troubled believer, fret not over your heavy troubles, for they are the heralds of weighty mercies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110916096335054148?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110916096335054148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110916096335054148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110916096335054148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110916096335054148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/make-room-for-consolation.html' title='Make Room for Consolation'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110908034092112645</id><published>2005-02-22T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T08:52:20.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free from Guilt</title><content type='html'>"There is therefore now no condemnation."&lt;br /&gt;--Romans 8:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, my soul, think thou of this. Believing in Jesus, thou art actually and effectually cleared from guilt; thou art led out of thy prison. Thou art no more in fetters as a bond-slave; thou art delivered now from the bondage of the law; thou art freed from sin, and canst walk at large as a freeman, thy Saviour's blood has procured thy full discharge. Thou hast a right now to approach thy Father's throne. No flames of vengeance are there to scare thee now; no fiery sword; justice cannot smite the innocent. Thy disabilities are taken away: thou wast once unable to see thy Father's face: thou canst see it now. Thou couldst not speak with Him: but now thou hast access with boldness. Once there was a fear of hell upon thee; but thou hast no fear of it now, for how can there be punishment for the guiltless? He who believeth is not condemned, and cannot be punished. And more than all, the privileges thou mightst have enjoyed, if thou hadst never sinned, are thine now thou art justified. All the blessings which thou wouldst have had if thou hadst kept the law, and more, are thine, because Christ has kept it for thee. All the love and the acceptance which perfect obedience could have obtained of God, belong to thee, because Christ was perfectly obedient on thy behalf, and hath imputed all His merits to thy account, that thou mightst be exceeding rich through Him, who for thy sake became exceeding poor. Oh! how great the debt of love and gratitude thou owest to thy Saviour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A debtor to mercy alone,&lt;br /&gt;Of covenant mercy I sing;&lt;br /&gt;Nor fear with Thy righteousness on,&lt;br /&gt;My person and offerings to bring:&lt;br /&gt;The terrors of law and of God,&lt;br /&gt;With me can have nothing to do;&lt;br /&gt;My Saviour's obedience and blood&lt;br /&gt;Hide all my transgressions from view."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110908034092112645?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110908034092112645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110908034092112645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110908034092112645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110908034092112645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/free-from-guilt.html' title='Free from Guilt'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110899439589940816</id><published>2005-02-21T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T08:59:55.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for one Another</title><content type='html'>"Pray one for another."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--James 5:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an encouragement cheerfully to offer intercessory prayer, remember that such prayer is the sweetest God ever hears, for the prayer of Christ is of this character. In all the incense which our Great High Priest now puts into the golden censer, there is not a single grain for Himself. His intercession must be the most acceptable of all supplications--and the more like our prayer is to Christ's, the sweeter it will be; thus while petitions for ourselves will be accepted, our pleadings for others, having in them more of the fruits of the Spirit, more love, more faith, more brotherly kindness, will be, through the precious merits of Jesus, the sweetest oblation that we can offer to God, the very fat of our sacrifice. Remember, again, that intercessory prayer is exceedingly prevalent. What wonders it has wrought! The Word of God teems with its marvellous deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believer, thou hast a mighty engine in thy hand, use it well, use it constantly, use it with faith, and thou shalt surely be a benefactor to thy brethren. When thou hast the King's ear, speak to Him for the suffering members of His body. When thou art favoured to draw very near to His throne, and the King saith to thee, "Ask, and I will give thee what thou wilt," let thy petitions be, not for thyself alone, but for the many who need His aid. If thou hast grace at all, and art not an intercessor, that grace must be small as a grain of mustard seed. Thou hast just enough grace to float thy soul clear from the quicksand, but thou hast no deep floods of grace, or else thou wouldst carry in thy joyous bark a weighty cargo of the wants of others, and thou wouldst bring back from thy Lord, for them, rich blessings which but for thee they might not have obtained:--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, let my hands forget their skill,&lt;br /&gt;My tongue be silent, cold, and still,&lt;br /&gt;This bounding heart forget to beat,&lt;br /&gt;If I forget the mercy-seat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110899439589940816?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110899439589940816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110899439589940816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110899439589940816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110899439589940816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/pray-for-one-another.html' title='Pray for one Another'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110881093826426684</id><published>2005-02-19T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T06:02:18.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Forward</title><content type='html'>"The things which are not seen."--2 Corinthians 4:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our Christian pilgrimage it is well, for the most part, to be looking forward. Forward lies the crown, and onward is the goal. Whether it be for hope, for joy, for consolation, or for the inspiring of our love, the future must, after all, be the grand object of the eye of faith. Looking into the future we see sin cast out, the body of sin and death destroyed, the soul made perfect, and fit to be a partaker of the inheritance of the saints in light. Looking further yet, the believer's enlightened eye can see death's river passed, the gloomy stream forded, and the hills of light attained on which standeth the celestial city; he seeth himself enter within the pearly gates, hailed as more than conqueror, crowned by the hand of Christ, embraced in the arms of Jesus, glorified with Him, and made to sit together with Him on His throne, even as He has overcome and has sat down with the Father on His throne. The thought of this future may well relieve the darkness of the past and the gloom of the present. The joys of heaven will surely compensate for the sorrows of earth. Hush, hush, my doubts! death is but a narrow stream, and thou shalt soon have forded it. Time, how short--eternity, how long! Death, how brief--immortality, how endless! Methinks I even now eat of Eshcol's clusters, and sip of the well which is within the gate. The road is so, so short! I shall soon be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the world my heart is rending&lt;br /&gt;With its heaviest storm of care,&lt;br /&gt;My glad thoughts to heaven ascending,&lt;br /&gt;Find a refuge from despair.&lt;br /&gt;Faith's bright vision shall sustain me&lt;br /&gt;Till life's pilgrimage is past;&lt;br /&gt;Fears may vex and troubles pain me,&lt;br /&gt;I shall reach my home at last."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110881093826426684?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110881093826426684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110881093826426684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110881093826426684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110881093826426684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/looking-forward.html' title='Looking Forward'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110872766577559568</id><published>2005-02-18T06:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T06:54:25.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection in Christ</title><content type='html'>"Perfect in Christ Jesus"&lt;br /&gt;--Colossians 1:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you not feel in your own soul that perfection is not in you? Does not every day teach you that? Every tear which trickles from your eye, weeps "imperfection"; every harsh word which proceeds from your lip, mutters "imperfection." You have too frequently had a view of your own heart to dream for a moment of any perfection in yourself. But amidst this sad consciousness of imperfection, here is comfort for you--you are "perfect in Christ Jesus."In God's sight, you are "complete in Him;" even now you are "accepted in the Beloved." But there is a second perfection, yet to be realized, which is sure to all the seed. Is it not delightful to look forward to the time when every stain of sin shall be removed from the believer, and he shall be presented faultless before the throne, without spot, or wrinkle, or any such thing? The Church of Christ then will be so pure, that not even the eye of Omniscience will see a spot or blemish in her; so holy and so glorious, that Hart did not go beyond the truth when he said--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With my Saviour's garments on,&lt;br /&gt;Holy as the Holy One."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then shall we know, and taste, and feel the happiness of this vast but short sentence, "Complete in Christ." Not till then shall we fully comprehend the heights and depths of the salvation of Jesus. Doth not thy heart leap for joy at the thought of it? Black as thou art, thou shalt be white one day; filthy as thou art, thou shalt be clean. Oh, it is a marvellous salvation this! Christ takes a worm and transforms it into an angel; Christ takes a black and deformed thing and makes it clean and matchless in His glory, peerless in His beauty, and fit to be the companion of seraphs. O my soul, stand and admire this blessed truth of perfection in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110872766577559568?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110872766577559568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110872766577559568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110872766577559568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110872766577559568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/perfection-in-christ.html' title='Perfection in Christ'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110863934609930285</id><published>2005-02-17T06:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T18:52:34.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eternal Covenant</title><content type='html'>"And these are ancient things."&lt;br /&gt;--1 Chronicles 4:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet not so ancient as those precious things which are the delight of our souls. Let us for a moment recount them, telling them over as misers count their gold. The sovereign choice of the Father, by which He elected us unto eternal life, or ever the earth was, is a matter of vast antiquity, since no date can be conceived for it by the mind of man. We were chosen from before the foundations of the world. Everlasting love went with the choice, for it was not a bare act of divine will by which we were set apart, but the divine affections were concerned. The Father loved us in and from the beginning. Here is a theme for daily contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eternal purpose to redeem us from our foreseen ruin, to cleanse and sanctify us, and at last to glorify us, was of infinite antiquity, and runs side by side with immutable love and absolute sovereignty. The covenant is always described as being everlasting, and Jesus, the second party in it, had His goings forth of old; He struck hands in sacred suretyship long ere the first of the stars began to shine, and it was in Him that the elect were ordained unto eternal life. Thus in the divine purpose a most blessed covenant union was established between the Son of God and His elect people, which will remain as the foundation of their safety when time shall be no more. Is it not well to be conversant with these ancient things? Is it not shameful that they should be so much neglected and even rejected by the bulk of professors? If they knew more of their own sin, would they not be more ready to adore distinguishing grace? Let us both admire and adore tonight, as we sing--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A monument of grace,&lt;br /&gt;A sinner saved by blood;&lt;br /&gt;The streams of love I trace&lt;br /&gt;Up to the Fountain, God;&lt;br /&gt;And in His sacred bosom see&lt;br /&gt;Eternal thoughts of Love to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110863934609930285?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110863934609930285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110863934609930285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110863934609930285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110863934609930285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/eternal-covenant.html' title='The Eternal Covenant'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110855495568125082</id><published>2005-02-16T06:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T06:55:55.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where He Is</title><content type='html'>"Tell me...where Thou feedest, where Thou makest Thy flock to rest at noon."&lt;br /&gt;--Song of Solomon 1:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words express the desire of the believer after Christ, and his longing for present communion with Him. Where doest Thou feed Thy flock? In Thy house? I will go, if I may find Thee there. In private prayer? Then I will pray without ceasing. In the Word? Then I will read it diligently. In Thine ordinances? Then I will walk in them with all my heart. Tell me where Thou feedest, for wherever Thou standest as the Shepherd, there will I lie down as a sheep; for none but Thyself can supply my need. I cannot be satisfied to be apart from Thee. My soul hungers and thirsts for the refreshment of Thy presence. "Where dost Thou make Thy flock to rest at noon?" for whether at dawn or at noon, my only rest must be where Thou art and Thy beloved flock. My soul's rest must be a grace-given rest, and can only be found in Thee. Where is the shadow of that rock? Why should I not repose beneath it? "Why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?" Thou hast companions--why should I not be one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan tells me I am unworthy; but I always was unworthy, and yet Thou hast long loved me; and therefore my unworthiness cannot be a bar to my having fellowship with Thee now. It is true I am weak in faith, and prone to fall, but my very feebleness is the reason why I should always be where Thou feedest Thy flock, that I may be strengthened, and preserved in safety beside the still waters. Why should I turn aside? There is no reason why I should, but there are a thousand reasons why I should not, for Jesus beckons me to come. If He withdrew Himself a little, it is but to make me prize His presence more. Now that I am grieved and distressed at being away from Him, He will lead me yet again to that sheltered nook where the lambs of His fold are sheltered from the burning sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110855495568125082?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110855495568125082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110855495568125082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110855495568125082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110855495568125082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/where-he-is.html' title='Where He Is'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110846646676785644</id><published>2005-02-15T06:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T06:21:06.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Debt to Him</title><content type='html'>"Therefore, brethren, we are debtors."&lt;br /&gt;--Romans 8:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As God's creatures, we are all debtors to Him: to obey Him with all our body, and soul, and strength. Having broken His commandments, as we all have, we are debtors to His justice, and we owe to Him a vast amount which we are not able to pay. But of the Christian it can be said that he does not owe God's justice anything, for Christ has paid the debt His people owed; for this reason the believer owes the more to love. I am a debtor to God's grace and forgiving mercy; but I am no debtor to His justice, for He will never accuse me of a debt already paid. Christ said, "It is finished!" and by that He meant, that whatever His people owed was wiped away for ever from the book of remembrance. Christ, to the uttermost, has satisfied divine justice; the account is settled; the handwriting is nailed to the cross; the receipt is given, and we are debtors to God's justice no longer. But then, because we are not debtors to our Lord in that sense, we become ten times more debtors to God than we should have been otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian, pause and ponder for a moment. What a debtor thou art to divine sovereignty! How much thou owest to His disinterested love, for He gave His own Son that He might die for thee. Consider how much you owe to His forgiving grace, that after ten thousand affronts He loves you as infinitely as ever. Consider what you owe to His power; how He has raised you from your death in sin; how He has preserved your spiritual life; how He has kept you from falling; and how, though a thousand enemies have beset your path, you have been able to hold on your way. Consider what you owe to His immutability. Though you have changed a thousand times, He has not changed once. Thou art as deep in debt as thou canst be to every attribute of God. To God thou owest thyself, and all thou hast--yield thyself as a living sacrifice, it is but thy reasonable service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110846646676785644?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110846646676785644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110846646676785644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110846646676785644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110846646676785644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/our-debt-to-him.html' title='Our Debt to Him'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110840767958405010</id><published>2005-02-14T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T14:01:19.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at Last</title><content type='html'>"The love of the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;--Hosea 3:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believer, look back through all thine experience, and think of the way whereby the Lord thy God has led thee in the wilderness, and how He hath fed and clothed thee every day--how He hath borne with thine ill manners--how He hath put up with all thy murmurings, and all thy longings after the flesh-pots of Egypt--how He has opened the rock to supply thee, and fed thee with manna that came down from heaven. Think of how His grace has been sufficient for thee in all thy troubles--how His blood has been a pardon to thee in all thy sins--how His rod and His staff have comforted thee. When thou hast thus looked back upon the love of the Lord, then let faith survey His love in the future, for remember that Christ's covenant and blood have something more in them than the past. He who has loved thee and pardoned thee, shall never cease to love and pardon. He is Alpha, and He shall be Omega also: He is first, and He shall be last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, bethink thee, when thou shalt pass through the valley of the shadow of death, thou needest fear no evil, for He is with thee. When thou shalt stand in the cold floods of Jordan, thou needest not fear, for death cannot separate thee from His love; and when thou shalt come into the mysteries of eternity thou needest not tremble, "For I am persuaded, that neither death; nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord." Now, soul, is not thy love refreshed? Does not this make thee love Jesus? Doth not a flight through illimitable plains of the ether of love inflame thy heart and compel thee to delight thyself in the Lord thy God? Surely as we meditate on "the love of the Lord," our hearts burn within us, and we long to love Him more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110840767958405010?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110840767958405010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110840767958405010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110840767958405010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110840767958405010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-at-last.html' title='Love at Last'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110823565846150803</id><published>2005-02-12T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T07:42:50.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Invitation</title><content type='html'>"And they heard a great voice from heaven saying unto them, Come up hither."&lt;br /&gt;--Revelation 11:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without considering these words in their prophetical connection, let us regard them as the invitation of our great Forerunner to His sanctified people. In due time there shall be heard "a great voice from heaven" to every believer, saying, "Come up hither." This should be to the saints the subject of joyful anticipation. Instead of dreading the time when we shall leave this world to go unto the Father, we should be panting for the hour of our emancipation. Our song should be--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My heart is with Him on His throne,And ill can brook delay;&lt;br /&gt;Each moment listening for the voice,'Rise up and come away.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not called down to the grave, but up to the skies. Our heaven-born spirits should long for their native air. Yet should the celestial summons be the object of patient waiting. Our God knows best when to bid us "Come up thither." We must not wish to antedate the period of our departure. I know that strong love will make us cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O Lord of Hosts, the waves divide,And land us all in heaven;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but patience must have her perfect work. God ordains with accurate wisdom the most fitting time for the redeemed to abide below. Surely, if there could be regrets in heaven, the saints might mourn that they did not live longer here to do more good. Oh, for more sheaves for my Lord's garner! more jewels for His crown! But how, unless there be more work? True, there is the other side of it, that, living so briefly, our sins are the fewer; but oh! when we are fully serving God, and He is giving us to scatter precious seed, and reap a hundredfold, we would even say it is well for us to abide where we are. Whether our Master shall say "go," or "stay," let us be equally well pleased so long as He indulges us with His presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110823565846150803?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110823565846150803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110823565846150803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110823565846150803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110823565846150803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/invitation.html' title='The Invitation'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110813542143887479</id><published>2005-02-11T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T10:23:41.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things in Christ</title><content type='html'>"In whom also we have obtained an inheritance."&lt;br /&gt;--Ephesians 1:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus gave Himself for us, He gave us all the rights and privileges which went with Himself; so that now, although as eternal God, He has essential rights to which no creature may venture to pretend, yet as Jesus, the Mediator, the federal Head of the covenant of grace, He has no heritage apart from us. All the glorious consequences of His obedience unto death are the joint riches of all who are in Him, and on whose behalf He accomplished the divine will. See, He enters into glory, but not for Himself alone, for it is written, "Whither the Forerunner is for us entered." Heb. 6:20. Does He stand in the presence of God?--"He appears in the presence of God for us." Heb. 9:24. Consider this, believer. You have no right to heaven in yourself: your right lies in Christ. If you are pardoned, it is through His blood; if you are justified, it is through His righteousness; if you are sanctified, it is because He is made of God unto you sanctification; if you shall be kept from falling, it will be because you are preserved in Christ Jesus; and if you are perfected at the last, it will be because you are complete in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus Jesus is magnified--for all is in Him and by Him; thus the inheritance is made certain to us--for it is obtained in Him; thus each blessing is the sweeter, and even heaven itself the brighter, because it is Jesus our Beloved "in whom" we have obtained all. Where is the man who shall estimate our divine portion? Weigh the riches of Christ in scales, and His treasure in balances, and then think to count the treasures which belong to the saints. Reach the bottom of Christ's sea of joy, and then hope to understand the bliss which God hath prepared for them that love Him. Overleap the boundaries of Christ's possessions, and then dream of a limit to the fair inheritance of the elect. "All things are yours, for ye are Christ's and Christ is God's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110813542143887479?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110813542143887479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110813542143887479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110813542143887479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110813542143887479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/all-things-in-christ.html' title='All Things in Christ'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110805011669075946</id><published>2005-02-10T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T10:50:45.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Instructing the Heart</title><content type='html'>"Then opened He their understanding, that they might understand the&lt;br /&gt;Scriptures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Luke 24:45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He whom we viewed last evening as opening Scripture, we here perceive opening the understanding. In the first work He has many fellow-labourers, but in the second He stands alone; many can bring the Scriptures to the mind, but the Lord alone can prepare the mind to receive the Scriptures. Our Lord Jesus differs from all other teachers; they reach the ear, but He instructs the heart; they deal with the outward letter, but He imparts an inward taste for the truth, by which we perceive its savour and spirit. The most unlearned of men become ripe scholars in the school of grace when the Lord Jesus by His Holy Spirit unfolds the mysteries of the kingdom to them, and grants the divine anointing by which they are enabled to behold the invisible. Happy are we if we have had our understandings cleared and strengthened by the Master!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many men of profound learning are ignorant of eternal things! They know the killing letter of revelation, but its killing spirit they cannot discern; they have a veil upon their hearts which the eyes of carnal reason cannot penetrate. Such was our case a little time ago; we who now see were once utterly blind; truth was to us as beauty in the dark, a thing unnoticed and neglected. Had it not been for the love of Jesus we should have remained to this moment in utter ignorance, for without His gracious opening of our understanding, we could no more have attained to spiritual knowledge than an infant can climb the Pyramids, or an ostrich fly up to the stars. Jesus' College is the only one in which God's truth can be really learned; other schools may teach us what is to be believed, but Christ's alone can show us how to believe it. Let us sit at the feet of Jesus, and by earnest prayer call in His blessed aid that our dull wits may grow brighter, and our feeble understandings may receive heavenly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110805011669075946?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110805011669075946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110805011669075946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110805011669075946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110805011669075946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/instructing-heart.html' title='Instructing the Heart'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110796893412805973</id><published>2005-02-09T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T12:12:33.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of Temptation</title><content type='html'>"And it came to pass in an evening-tide, that David arose from off his bed, and walked upon the roof of the king's house." --2 Samuel 11:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that hour David saw Bathsheba. We are never out of the reach of temptation. Both at home and abroad we are liable to meet with allurements to evil; the morning opens with peril, and the shades of evening find us still in jeopardy. They are well kept whom God keeps, but woe unto those who go forth into the world, or even dare to walk their own house unarmed. Those who think themselves secure are more exposed to danger than any others. The armour-bearer of Sin is Self-confidence. David should have been engaged in fighting the Lord's battles, instead of which he tarried at Jerusalem, and gave himself up to luxurious repose, for he arose from his bed at eventide. Idleness and luxury are the devil's jackals, and find him abundant prey. In stagnant waters noxious creatures swarm, and neglected soil soon yields a dense tangle of weeds and briars. Oh for the constraining love of Jesus to keep us active and useful! When I see the King of Israel sluggishly leaving his couch at the close of the day, and falling at once into temptation, let me take warning, and set holy watchfulness to guard the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible that the king had mounted his housetop for retirement and devotion? If so, what a caution is given us to count no place, however secret, a sanctuary from sin! While our hearts are so like a tinder-box, and sparks so plentiful, we had need use all diligence in all places to prevent a blaze. Satan can climb housetops, and enter closets, and even if we could shut out that foul fiend, our own corruptions are enough to work our ruin unless grace prevent. Reader, beware of evening temptations. Be not secure. The sun is down but sin is up. We need a watchman for the night as well as a guardian for the day. O blessed Spirit, keep us from all evil this night. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110796893412805973?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110796893412805973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110796893412805973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110796893412805973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110796893412805973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/beware-of-temptation.html' title='Beware of Temptation'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110786314296210398</id><published>2005-02-08T06:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T12:09:25.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiness of the Will</title><content type='html'>"Do we then make void the law through faith? God forbid: yea, we establish the law."&lt;br /&gt;--Romans 3:31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the believer is adopted into the Lord's family, his relationship to old Adam and the law ceases at once; but then he is under a new rule, and a new covenant. Believer, you are God's child; it is your first duty to obey your heavenly Father. A servile spirit you have nothing to do with: you are not a slave, but a child; and now, inasmuch as you are a beloved child, you are bound to obey your Father's faintest wish, the least intimation of His will. Does He bid you fulfil a sacred ordinance? It is at your peril that you neglect it, for you will be disobeying your Father. Does He command you to seek the image of Jesus? It is not your joy to do so? Does Jesus tell you, "Be ye perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect"? Then not because the law commands, but because your Saviour enjoins, you will labour to be perfect in holiness. Does He bid his saints love one another? Do it, not because the law says, "Love thy neighbour," but because Jesus says, "If ye love Me, keep My commandments;" and this is the commandment that He has given unto you, "that ye love one another."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you told to distribute to the poor? Do it, not because charity is a burden which you dare not shirk, but because Jesus teaches, "Give to him that asketh of thee." Does the Word say, "Love God with all your heart"? Look at the commandment and reply, "Ah! commandment, Christ hath fulfilled thee already--I have no need, therefore, to fulfill thee for my salvation, but I rejoice to yield obedience to thee because God is my Father now and He has a claim upon me, which I would not dispute." May the Holy Ghost make your heart obedient to the constraining power of Christ's love, that your prayer may be, "Make me to go in the path of Thy commandments; for therein do I delight." Grace is the mother and nurse of holiness, and not the apologist of sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110786314296210398?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110786314296210398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110786314296210398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110786314296210398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110786314296210398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/holiness-of-will.html' title='Holiness of the Will'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110778538061264873</id><published>2005-02-07T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T09:09:40.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When We are Weak</title><content type='html'>"He was sore athirst, and called on the Lord, and said, Thou hast given this great deliverance into the hand of Thy servant: and now shall I die for thirst?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Judges 15:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson was thirsty and ready to die. The difficulty was totally different from any which the hero had met before. Merely to get thirst assuaged is nothing like so great a matter as to be delivered from a thousand Philistines! but when the thirst was upon him, Samson felt that little present difficulty more weighty than the great past difficulty out of which he had so specially been delivered. It is very usual for God's people, when they have enjoyed a great deliverance, to find a little trouble too much for them. Samson slays a thousand Philistines, and piles them up in heaps, and then faints for a little water! Jacob wrestles with God at Peniel, and overcomes Omnipotence itself, and then goes "halting on his thigh!" Strange that there must be a shrinking of the sinew whenever we win the day. As if the Lord must teach us our littleness, our nothingness, in order to keep us within bounds. Samson boasted right loudly when he said, "I have slain a thousand men." His boastful throat soon grew hoarse with thirst, and he betook himself to prayer. God has many ways of humbling His people. Dear child of God, if after great mercy you are laid very low, your case is not an unusual one. When David had mounted the throne of Israel, he said, "I am this day weak, though anointed king." You must expect to feel weakest when you are enjoying your greatest triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God has wrought for you great deliverances in the past, your present difficulty is only like Samson's thirst, and the Lord will not let you faint, nor suffer the daughter of the uncircumcised to triumph over you. The road of sorrow is the road to heaven, but there are wells of refreshing water all along the route. So, tried brother, cheer your heart with Samson's words, and rest assured that God will deliver you ere long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110778538061264873?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110778538061264873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110778538061264873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110778538061264873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110778538061264873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/when-we-are-weak.html' title='When We are Weak'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110751817567390283</id><published>2005-02-04T06:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T12:09:52.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Snare</title><content type='html'>"Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Psalm 91:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God delivers His people from the snare of the fowler in two senses. From, and out of. First, He delivers them from the snare--does not let them enter it; and secondly, if they should be caught therein, He delivers them out of it. The first promise is the most precious to some; the second is the best to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He shall deliver thee from the snare." How? Trouble is often the means whereby God delivers us. God knows that our backsliding will soon end in our destruction, and He in mercy sends the rod. We say, "Lord, why is this?" not knowing that our trouble has been the means of delivering us from far greater evil. Many have been thus saved from ruin by their sorrows and their crosses; these have frightened the birds from the net. At other times, God keeps His people from the snare of the fowler by giving them great spiritual strength, so that when they are tempted to do evil they say, "How can I do this great wickedness, and sin against God?" But what a blessed thing it is that if the believer shall, in an evil hour, come into the net, yet God will bring him out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O backslider, be cast down, but do not despair. Wanderer though thou hast been, hear what thy Redeemer saith--"Return, O backsliding children; I will have mercy upon you." But you say you cannot return, for you are a captive. Then listen to the promise--"Surely He shall deliver thee out of the snare of the fowler." Thou shalt yet be brought out of all evil into which thou hast fallen, and though thou shalt never cease to repent of thy ways, yet He that hath loved thee will not cast thee away; He will receive thee, and give thee joy and gladness, that the bones which He has broken may rejoice. No bird of paradise shall die in the fowler's net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110751817567390283?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110751817567390283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110751817567390283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110751817567390283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110751817567390283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/out-of-snare.html' title='Out of the Snare'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601321.post-110744567944141017</id><published>2005-02-03T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T12:10:07.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter's Prayer</title><content type='html'>"Beginning to sink, he cried, saying, Lord, save me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Matthew 14:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinking times are praying times with the Lord's servants. Peter neglected prayer at starting upon his venturous journey, but when he began to sink his danger made him a suppliant, and his cry though late was not too late. In our hours of bodily pain and mental anguish, we find ourselves as naturally driven to prayer as the wreck is driven upon the shore by the waves. The fox hies to its hole for protection; the bird flies to the wood for shelter; and even so the tried believer hastens to the mercy seat for safety. Heaven's great harbour of refuge is All-prayer; thousands of weather-beaten vessels have found a haven there, and the moment a storm comes on, it is wise for us to make for it with all sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short prayers are long enough. There were but three words in the petition which Peter gasped out, but they were sufficient for his purpose. Not length but strength is desirable. A sense of need is a mighty teacher of brevity. If our prayers had less of the tail feathers of pride and more wing they would be all the better. Verbiage is to devotion as chaff to the wheat. Precious things lie in small compass, and all that is real prayer in many a long address might have been uttered in a petition as short as that of Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our extremities are the Lord's opportunities. Immediately a keen sense of danger forces an anxious cry from us the ear of Jesus hears, and with Him ear and heart go together, and the hand does not long linger. At the last moment we appeal to our Master, but His swift hand makes up for our delays by instant and effectual action. Are we nearly engulfed by the boisterous waters of affliction? Let us then lift up our souls unto our Saviour, and we may rest assured that He will not suffer us to perish. When we can do nothing Jesus can do all things; let us enlist His powerful aid upon our side, and all will be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(selected from C.H. Spurgeon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10601321-110744567944141017?l=soundwords7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/feeds/110744567944141017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10601321&amp;postID=110744567944141017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110744567944141017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10601321/posts/default/110744567944141017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundwords7.blogspot.com/2005/02/peters-prayer.html' title='Peter&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>dondegr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17332933799592474107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
