Friday 26 July 2013

What a mercy that I have been preserved so long!

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(James Smith's autobiography, "Marvelous Mercy!" 1862)


Lord, You know my weaknesses and follies, and what sins I am likely enough to commit--unless You hold me fast. "Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not." Psalm 17:5


What a mercy that I have been preserved so long! How many thousands who have been born since myself, have been chopped down by the scythe of death--and where are they? What is become of them? Are not many of them suffering Your eternal wrath, as the just desert of their sins? No doubt but they are!

And what am I--that I should be distinguished from them! What was there in me--that a difference should be made between us! Lord, you know that there was nothing. It is all of your rich, free, and sovereign grace--that there is the least difference between me, and the vilest wretch in Hell!

"But by the grace of God I am what I am: and his grace which was bestowed upon me was not in vain; but I laboured more abundantly than they all: yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me." 1 Corinthians 15:10

"Hold thou me up, and I shall be safe: and I will have respect unto thy statutes continually." Psalm 119:117

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