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(Susannah
Spurgeon, "Words of Cheer and Comfort for Sick and Sorrowful
Souls!" 1898)
"In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul."
Psalm 94:19
"Thy comforts delight my soul!" Blessed Lord, how sweet is this text
in my mouth! The taste of it is "like wafers made with honey." It is
both food and drink to my heart, for every word has joy and refreshing in it;
so that, like the "best wine" of the Canticles, it "goes down
sweetly."
The first of Your comforts, gracious God, is this--that You have said unto my
soul, "I am your salvation!" He saves us, not because of any
merit in us, or any deservings of our own; but because sovereign grace chose
us, and Divine compassion redeemed us. And when we were afar off,
infinite pity brought us back, and made us near by the precious blood of
Christ. This may well comfort our hearts--coming as it does directly from
"our Lord Jesus Christ Himself, and our God and Father, who has loved us
and given us eternal comfort and good hope by grace!" A saved and pardoned
sinner can truly say, "Your comforts delight my soul!"
The next thought is that, having saved us--He keeps us. "We
are kept by the power of God through faith unto salvation." Comparatively
few Christians put God's keeping power fully to the test. If we would
trust Him for the keeping, as we do for the saving--our lives
would be far holier and happier than they are. "I will keep it every
moment," is one of those grandly unlimited promises which most of us are
afraid of; and we store them away in the background because we dare not believe
them, and bring them out into the light of our daily practice. O foolish
and unbelieving hearts, how much of soul-delighting comfort do we thus miss!
Then comes another thought--He cares for us. Dear friends, if you are
His, you know the exceeding comfort of casting all your care upon Him--and
being quite sure that He will "undertake" for you. Have we not often
come to Him oppressed and burdened with an intolerable weight of anxiety and
distress--and been enabled to roll the whole mass of it on Him, leaving it
all at His feet, and returning to our work with a lightened and restful heart?
Some of us have had burdens and sorrows, which would have crushed the very life
out of us--if we had not been enabled to look up and say, "You, O Lord,
have helped and comforted me!" Yes, truly, God's care for us is one of the
sweetest comforts of our mortal life!
Closely linked with this, is the thought that He knows all about us. Our
enemies--sometimes, even our friends--misunderstand and malign us; they
misconstrue our words and actions, and impute to us motives which never
actuated us. But our God knows the thoughts and intents of our
heart, and never makes a mistake in the judgment He passes on us. The comfort
of this knowledge on the Lord's part, to those who are "suffering
wrongfully," is inexpressibly precious. They can lift up their heads with
joy, and say, "The Lord is good. He knows those who trust in Him." I
have known this comfort to so delight my soul, that trials and temptations had
no power to vex or annoy it, for my soul was hidden "secretly in a
pavilion from the strife of tongues."
Lastly (though there are many, many more), one of the multitude of thoughts
which stand out prominently from the rest, as a comfort which delights the
soul--is that He loves us. This truth has been running through the
fields of previous thought, as a silver streamlet glides through the
meadows--here, it would deepen and expand to a broad and fathomless ocean, had
I the power to speak of its height, and depth, and length, and breadth, and to
tell of the love of Christ, which surpasses knowledge! But my pen utterly fails
here. You who love Him, and know that He loves you--must each one say to
himself what that "comfort of His love" is to your own heart. This
will be a better commentary than any I can offer.
And, if some poor distressed soul is mourning the loss of the sweet consolation
which Christ's love alone can give--let him call to remembrance a tenderly
precious promise which the Lord put into the lips of the prophet Isaiah, "I
have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore
comforts unto him and to his mourners." Isaiah 57:18
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