Morning, January 25
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“I will mention the lovingkindnesses of the Lord, and the praises of
the Lord, according to all that the Lord hath bestowed on us.”
Isaiah 63:7
And canst thou not do this? Are there no mercies which thou hast experienced ? What, though thou art gloomy now, canst thou forget that blessed
hour when Jesus met thee, and said, “Come unto me”? Canst thou not remember that rapturous moment when he snapped thy
fetters, dashed thy chains to the earth, and said, “I came to break thy bonds and set thee free”? Or if the love of thine espousals be forgotten, there must surely
be some precious milestone along the road of life not quite grown
over with moss, on which thou canst read a happy memorial of his mercy
towards thee? What, didst thou never have a sickness like that which
thou art suffering now, and did he not restore thee? Wert thou never
poor before, and did he not supply thy wants? Wast thou never in straits
before, and did he not deliver thee? Arise, go to the river of thine
experience, and pull up a few bulrushes, and plait them into an ark,
wherein thine infant—faith—may float safely on the stream. Forget
not what thy God has done for thee; turn over the book of thy remembrance,
and consider the days of old. Canst thou not remember the hill Mizar?
Did the Lord never meet with thee at Hermon? Hast thou never climbed
the Delectable Mountains? Hast thou never been helped in time of need?
Nay, I know thou hast. Go back, then, a little way to the choice mercies
of yesterday, and though all may be dark now , light up the lamps of the past, they shall glitter through the darkness,
and thou shalt trust in the Lord till the day break and the shadows
flee away. “Remember, O Lord, thy tender mercies and thy lovingkindnesses, for
they have been ever of old.”