Evening, September 29
Go To Morning Reading
“I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him
go.”
Song of Solomon 3:4
Does Christ receive us when we come to him, notwithstanding all our
past sinfulness? Does he never chide us for having tried all other
refuges first? And is there none on earth like him? Is he the best
of all the good, the fairest of all the fair? Oh, then let us praise
him! Daughters of Jerusalem, extol him with timbrel and harp! Down
with your idols, up with the Lord Jesus. Now let the standards of
pomp and pride be trampled under foot, but let the cross of Jesus,
which the world frowns and scoffs at, be lifted on high. O for a throne
of ivory for our King Solomon! Let him be set on high forever, and
let my soul sit at his footstool, and kiss his feet, and wash them
with my tears. Oh, how precious is Christ! How can it be that I have
thought so little of him? How is it I can go abroad for joy or comfort
when he is so full, so rich, so satisfying. Fellow believer, make
a covenant with thine heart that thou wilt never depart from him,
and ask thy Lord to ratify it. Bid him set thee as a signet upon his
finger, and as a bracelet upon his arm. Ask him to bind thee about
him, as the bride decketh herself with ornaments, and as the bridegroom
putteth on his jewels. I would live in Christ’s heart; in the clefts of that rock my soul would eternally abide.
The sparrow hath made a house, and the swallow a nest for herself
where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my
King and my God; and so too would I make my nest, my home, in thee,
and never from thee may the soul of thy turtle dove go forth again,
but may I nestle close to thee, O Jesus, my true and only rest.
“When my precious Lord I find,
All my ardent passions glow;
Him with cords of love I bind,
Hold and will not let him go.”