Oct. 31
IMMORTAL TILL WORK DONE
"I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord" Ps.
118:17
A fair assurance this! It was no doubt based upon a promise,
inwardly whispered in the Psalmist's heart, which he seized upon and
enjoyed. Is my case like that of David? Am I depressed because the
enemy affronts me? Are there multitudes against me, and few on my
side? Does unbelief bid me lie down and die in despair -- a defeated,
dishonored man? Do my enemies begin to dig my grave?
What then? Shall I yield to the whisper of fear, and give up the
battle, and with it give up all hope? Far from it. There is life in me
yet: "I shall not die." Vigor will return and remove my weakness: "I
shall live." The Lord lives, and I shall live also. My mouth shall
again be opened: "I shall declare the works of Jehovah." Yes, and I
shall speak of the present trouble as another instance of the
wonder-working faithfulness and love of the Lord my God. Those who
would gladly measure me for my coffin had better wait a bit; for "the
Lord hath chastened me sore, but he hath not given me over unto
death." Glory be to His name for ever! I am immortal till my work is
done. Till the Lord wills it no vault can close upon me.
THE MONTH OF NOVEMBER