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(Charles Spurgeon)
"I will sing of mercy and judgment!" Psalm 101:1
Faith triumphs in trial. When reason is thrust into the inner
prison, with her feet made fast in the stocks--then faith makes the dungeon
walls ring with her merry notes, as she cries, "I will sing of mercy and
of judgment. Unto you, O Lord, will I sing." Faith pulls the black mask
from the face of trouble--and discovers the angel beneath.
There is a subject for song--even in the judgments of God towards
us. For,
1. the trial is not so heavy--as it might have been,
2. the trouble is not so severe--as we deserved to have borne,
3. our affliction is not so crushing--as the burden which
others have to carry.
Faith sees that in her worst sorrow, that there is nothing penal--thereis
not a drop of God's wrath in it; it is all sent in love. Faith discerns love
gleaming like a jewel, on the breast of an angry God! Faith says of her grief,
"This is a badge of honor, for the child must feel the rod"; and then
she sings of the sweet result of her sorrows, because they work her spiritual
good. "Nay, more," says Faith, "these light afflictions, which
are but for a moment, work out for me a far more exceeding and eternal weight
of glory!" So Faith rides forth on the black horse, conquering and to
conquer, trampling down carnal reason and fleshly sense, and chanting notes of
victory amid the thickest of the fray!
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