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Grace Gems for MAY 2006 Dig into these golden mines! (Robert Leighton) Let this commend the Scriptures much to our diligence and affection--that their great theme is our Redeemer, and redemption wrought by Him. They contain the doctrine of His excellencies, and are the lively picture of His matchless beauty. Were we more in them, we would daily see more of Him in them--and so of necessity love Him more. But we must look within them--the letter is but the case--the spiritual sense is what we should desire to see. We usually huddle them over, and see no further than their outside, and therefore find so little sweetness in them. We read them, but we don't search them as He requires. Would we dig into these golden mines, we would find treasures of comfort which cannot be spent, but which would furnish us in the hardest times! "My son, if you accept my words and store up my commands within you, turning your ear to wisdom and applying your heart to understanding, and if you call out for insight and cry aloud for understanding, and if you look for it as for silver and search for it as for hidden treasure, then you will understand the fear of the Lord and find the knowledge of God." Proverbs 2:1-5 man's views of sin (William S. Plumer, "The Christian", 1878) Sin digs every grave, and wrings out every sigh and wail from earth and hell. Sin is the worst of all evils. Nothing can compare with it. It is worse than the plague. Sin is unspeakably hateful. God calls it horrible and abominable. Godly men in every age lament it--lament it much in others, most in themselves. A man's views of sin give a complexion to all his character. If he regards it as a trifle, he will laugh at it, when he should weep over it. He will make a mock of it. He will dally with it. He will take his fill of it. He will have low thoughts of God, and low estimates of salvation. He will despise Jesus Christ. If, on the other hand, he considers sin as very dreadful and very hateful--he will hate every false way. He will long for holiness. He will hunger and thirst after righteousness. He will loathe and abhor himself on account of sin. He will have exalted thoughts of the being, perfections, word, and government of God. To him Christ will be most precious, the chief among ten thousand, and altogether lovely. Job's sense of sin was vastly increased by the great discoveries he had of God's majesty and glory: "I have heard of You by the hearing of the ear; but now my eye sees You. Therefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes!" Increased views of God's glory had the same effect on Isaiah, and made him cry out, "Woe is me! for I am undone!" (Job 42:5-6; Isaiah 6:5). God's presence is infinite; His power is infinite; His nature is infinite; His existence is infinite; and so to sin against Him must be an infinite insult and wrong. Sin is an infinite evil. Sin is that abominable thing which He hates. He hates sin with infinite loathing. A remedy for everything (Harvey Newcomb, "The Young Man's Guide to the Harmonious Development of Christian Character, 1847) It is a mistake often made--to associate piety with a downcast look, a sad countenance, and an aching heart. But there is nothing in true piety inconsistent with habitual cheerfulness. There is a difference between cheerfulness and levity. Cheerfulness is serene and peaceful. Levity is light and trifling. Cheerfulness promotes evenness of temper and equanimity of enjoyment. Levity drowns sorrow and pain for a short time, only to have it return again with redoubled power. I do not deny that there are certain kinds of sinful pleasures which piety spoils; but then it first removes the taste and desire for them--so their loss is nothing to be lamented. The Christian hope, and the promises and consolations of God's Word, furnish the only true ground of cheerfulness. Who should be cheerful and happy, if not one who is delivered from the terrors of hell and the fear of death--who is raised to the dignity of a child of God--who has the hope of eternal life-- the prospect of dwelling forever in the presence of God, and in the enjoyment of perfect felicity? But no one would associate these things with that frivolity, levity and mirth, which are the delight of the pleasure-loving world. The gospel of Jesus Christ has a remedy for everything in life that is calculated to make us gloomy and sad. It offers the pardon of sin to the penitent and believing; the aid of grace to those who struggle against an evil disposition; and help against temptation. It promises to relieve the believer from fear, and affords consolation in affliction. There is no reason why a true Christian should not be cheerful. There are, indeed, many things, which he sees, within and without, that must give him pain. But there is that in his Christian hope, and in the considerations brought to his mind from the Word of God, which is able to bear him high above them all. A striking peculiarity! (Alexander, "Thoughts on Religious Experience" 1844) It is incongruous for Christians to be enjoying ease and prosperity in this world, when their Lord was "a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief". (Isa 53:3) For the Christian to seek great things for himself here in this world, does not befit the character of a disciple of the meek and lowly Jesus. It is a striking peculiarity in the religion of Christ, that in the conditions of discipleship--"taking up the cross" is the first thing (Matt 16:24; Mark 8:34; Luke 9:23). He never enticed any to follow Him with the promise of earthly prosperity, or exemption from suffering. On the contrary, He assures them that in the world they shall have tribulation. (John 16:33) Whoever will not take Christ with His cross shall never sit with Him on His throne. "No cross--no crown", holds out an important truth in few words. I have often been shocked with the thought (Alexander, "Thoughts on Religious Experience") I have often been shocked with the thought, that while a man's eulogy is being pronounced upon earth--his poor soul may be writhing and blaspheming in the torments of hell! "The rich man also died and was buried. In hell, where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side. So he called to him-- Father Abraham, have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire!" Luke 16:22-24 You would not suspect him to be a Christian (Archibald Alexander, "The Backslider" 1844) "You have forsaken your first love." Revelation 2:4 Backsliding occurs when the Christian is gradually led off from close walking with God, loses the lively sense of divine things, becomes too much attached to the world and too much occupied with secular concerns; until at length the keeping of the heart is neglected, prayer and the seeking of the Lord in private are omitted or slightly performed, zeal for the advancement of religion is quenched, and many things once rejected by a sensitive conscience are now indulged and defended. All this may take place and continue long before the person is aware of his danger, or acknowledges that there has been any serious departure from God. The 'forms of religion' may still be kept up, and 'open sin' avoided. But more commonly backsliders fall into some evil habits--they are evidently too much conformed to the world, and often go too far in participating in the pleasures and amusements of the world. Too often there is an indulgence in known sin into which they are gradually led, and on account of which they experience frequent compunction, and make solemn resolutions to avoid it in future. But when the hour of temptation comes, they are overcome again and again, and thus they live a miserable life, enslaved by some sin, over which, though they sometimes struggle hard, they cannot get the victory. There is no more inconsistent thing than a backsliding Christian. Look at one side of his character and he seems to have sincere, penitential feelings, and his heart to be right in its purposes and aims; but look at the other side, and he seems to be "carnal, sold under sin". O wretched man! how he writhes often in anguish, and groans for deliverance--but he is like Samson shorn of his locks-- his strength is departed, and he is not able to rise and go forth at liberty as in former times. The sleeping backslider is one who, being surrounded with earthly comforts and engaged in secular pursuits, and mingling much with the decent and respectable people of the world, by degrees loses the deep impression of divine and eternal things. His spiritual senses become obtuse, and he has no longer the views and feelings of one awake to the reality of spiritual things. His case nearly resembles that of a man gradually sinking into sleep. Still he sees dimly and hears indistinctly--but he is fast losing the impression of the objects of the spiritual world, and is sinking under the impression of the things of time and sense. There may be no remarkable change in the external conduct of such a person, except that he has no longer any relish for pious conversation, and rather is disposed to waive it. The difference between such a one and the rest of the world becomes less and less distinguishable. From anything you see or hear--you would not suspect him to be a Christian, until you see him taking his seat at church! The living guide to Jesus (Ruth Bryan) "When the Comforter comes, the One I will send to you from the Father--the Spirit of truth who proceeds from the Father--He will testify about Me." John 15:26 The Holy Spirit is the living guide to Jesus. It is He who says, with power, "Behold the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world." It is He who convinces of sin, who wounds, and probes the wound, and lays open the evil of our nature--causing us to know that we are corrupt within and without. But He not only thus discovers the malady--He also applies the remedy. He abases the sinner; and exalts the Savior. He gives the deep sense of sin--that the great salvation may be more appreciated and enjoyed. A little, poor, helpless child (Jonathan Edwards) In all your path, walk with Christ as a little, poor, helpless child--taking hold of His hand, keeping your eye on the marks of the wounds in His hands and side, whence came the blood that cleanses you from sin, and hiding your nakedness under the skirt of the white shining robes of His righteousness. The secret of peace and power (Letters of Ruth Bryan) The work of the Holy Spirit is to bring us to be experimentally nothing, and to make Jesus our "all in all," thereby teaching us to live by faith upon Him. Oh, may you, by the Spirit's power, so lift up your eyes from all but Jesus, that you will be conformed to His image (2 Cor. 3:18). But do not expect to receive any better account of yourself--rather a worse one; for, as you get nearer the light, you will see more of your own sinfulness. I do hope, however, to hear you speak well of Him, and that, as you feelingly cry out, "Behold, I am vile!" He will melt your heart by responding, "You are absolutely beautiful, my darling, with no imperfection in you!" Oh, this wondrous Savior! He opens the secret of our wanderings and transgressions--only to declare how entirely He has put them all away by the sacrifice of Himself! Oh, what mercy that He did not say, "Let them alone, they have loved idols, after idols let them go!" What mercy that by His light, He has manifested our darkness. You shall see greater things than these. More of your own vile heart--and more of His loving heart. More of your sin--and more of His great salvation. More of your deformity--and more of His beauty. Do not be considering so much how you love Jesus, as how He loves you. Your love is but the effect; His is the cause; and the more you have to do with the cause, the more fully will the effect flow from it (1 John 4:19, and John 15:9). So with faith; if you would have it grow, it must be by looking at Him, not at your faith. In short, the more you "consider Him," and are continually coming unto Him, the more lively and healthy will be the graces of the Spirit in your soul; while yet you rejoice, not in your fruitfulness--but only in Jesus and in what He has done and suffered. If the Holy Spirit opens this to you, you will find the secret of peace and power. It is all in Christ! He says, "Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away." Away from self, away from all besides--to be absorbed in Him. We must learn . . . our weakness--as well as His strength; our emptiness--as well as His fullness; our ignorance--as well as His wisdom. May your eye and heart to be fixed on Him. Then will your course be steady, and you will not be greatly moved by the many changes you will ever find within. Oh, press on after a life of faith in Jesus, for it is next in blessedness to a life of glory with Jesus. Beg of the blessed Spirit to draw your faith out continually upon His precious Person and work. Oh! may He cause you to come out of self continually, and find your all in Jesus! The more you are brought so to live upon Jesus, the more stability of soul you will experience. To Him I commend you--may He be revealed more fully in your soul. Why cling to the ash-heap? (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) Oh, why should kings' sons and daughters go lean from day to day? True, these heavenly viands do spoil one for earth-born cares--but then much less of earth's good things suffice, when we thus live in and upon a glorious Christ. Oh, come, Spirit-born and heaven-bound ones-- why do you so linger around earthly trifles? Why cling to the ash-heap? You are princes--this befits you not! There are such loves, and glories, and wonders in Jehovah-Jesus to be enjoyed even below, as yet we little think of! Oh, come, let us arise, and go to Jesus! "Earth has no dainties half so sweet As my Redeemer brings." Jesus, our divine Magnet, attract us to Your dear Self! The key which fits every lock (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) "When the Spirit of truth comes, He will guide you into all the truth." John 16:13 What a wonderful book is God's Bible--as opened to the heart by the Spirit! Christ is the key which fits every lock, both in the book and in the heart. "When the Counselor comes, the One I will send to you from the Father--the Spirit of truth who proceeds from the Father--He will testify about Me." John 15:26 Blessed Jesus! You are the living key by which every secret in the Word is opened, as the blessed Spirit uses and reveals You in them. Adorable Immanuel, Moses wrote of You, the Psalms and prophets speak of You. Open my dull understanding to discern You through the types and through the shadows. Show Yourself through these lattices, and open my heart to receive You experimentally in all. Eternity will be too short to utter half Your praise. Oh, cause me to lisp it more constantly and feelingly in the low notes of the wilderness! All I need (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) Oh, my precious Savior! You are all I need for time and for eternity. You are . . . my rest in weariness, my ease in pain, my strength in weakness. Is anything too hard for the Lord? Is anything too small for the Lord? Is anything too great or heavy for the Lord? No! My beloved and my adorable Lord, I fall into Your arms for support, guidance, and blessing. Indeed, I am unworthy of the least of Your mercies, and I feel it. But Your mercies are free! Oh, the wonders of Your love, that can bear with such weakness and wanderings as mine! I worship and adore You, and would joyfully sink into Love's unfathomable abyss, where sins and self are lost! Oh! my precious Savior, how blessed is Your presence amidst the storms of this weary land! How does all that is of earth recede before the overshadowings of Your presence! Precious Lord, draw me more and more into Your secret chamber, where worldling never came, where the flesh was never fed. The precious Sufferer on that middle cross (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) I have been looking much at the last hours of my precious Lord, this morning. I have been somewhat beholding the precious Sufferer on that middle cross. Both the thieves railed on Him. But one of these thieves, by the power Spirit, was brought to confess his own sinfulness, and by the same Spirit to call Jesus "Lord." Then how sweet was the answer of peace, "Today you shall be with Me in paradise." Thus did redeeming love break forth in a refreshing stream from that suffering heart and those parched lips--to give drink to that other sufferer, who was, indeed, "ready to perish." After this, came the cry of agony, "My God, my God, why have You forsaken Me?" Oh! that was the climax of woe! And then those mysterious words, "I thirst!" Mere bodily suffering was not all which was couched in these words. But that righteous One was dwelling with the devouring fire, and enduring what would have been "everlasting burnings" to us. The wrath of the Lawgiver was going forth upon the sin which was found upon Him. He thirsted, as in hell--that He might "lead us to fountains of living waters" in heaven! And those tender looks and words to His mother and His beloved John, do indeed manifest a heart without an atom of that selfishness which we inherit by the fall. Then came the end, when, after receiving the vinegar, Jesus said, "It is finished!" Then bowing His head, He gave up His spirit. What amazing weight and fullness is in those three words, "It is finished!" Finished for me, the vilest of the vile, whom You have privileged to stand, with dear Mary Magdalene, at the foot of Your cross, and listen to Your dear lips, which, even there, drop as the honeycomb. If these 'sips in grace' are so sweet--what will those 'draughts in glory' be? Truly, I have almost seemed to stand with Mary Magdalene beside Your cross, and gathered up these precious fragments with wondering love, and mingled joy and grief. Oh, precious Christ, eclipse all earthly vanities, by revealing Yourself more fully! If You gave me a mountain of gold (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) "Behold, I am vile!" Job 40:4 "I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes." Job 42:6 I fall blushingly at Your dear feet, and loathe myself for my many abominations and shortcomings. Glorious Lord, pardon and restore vile, vile me! I fall into Your arms of 'injured love', to accept whatever punishment You shall appoint. I deserve the worst You can inflict. But, oh! for love's sake, let me see Your loving frown, and feel Your loving stripe--but not find You gone. Your absence is hell to the heart which has seen Your glorious charms, and felt Your matchless love. Oh, do not, do not leave me! And do not let me leave You! I fly to Your blood, and cleave to the crucified One. O Lord, if You gave me a mountain of gold--I would turn from it, or climb over it--to get at Your precious self! I loathe myself beyond expression (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) I feel a vile, unworthy, unholy being. I loathe myself beyond expression. But the blood and righteousness of Jehovah-Jesus is my confidence, and here I have a place of refuge. "What a wretched man I am!" Romans 7:24 "Christ died for the ungodly." Romans 5:6 "My salvation and glory depend on God; my strong rock, my refuge, is in God." Psalm 62:7 Immortal scars? (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) "Then I saw a Lamb, looking as if it had been slain, standing in the center of the throne." Revelation 5:6 Alas! those wondrous wounds! Have they left immortal scars? Will You, through all eternity, wear those marks of Your matchless love? And will You, in those blissful realms, dissolve our souls in holy rapture and adoring love, by saying, "Look at My hands and My feet--it is I Myself!" Surely, if anything could add beauty to that glorious form, it would be, in the eyes of love, those deep engravings--"I have engraved you upon the palms of My hands." I am again almost overcome with love--my Beloved is so precious! And surely You, O Beloved, are engraved on the table of my longing heart. Oh, grant another glimpse of Your surpassing charms! I would sink into Your arms, and recline on the bosom of Your love! Blissful exchange! (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) My exercise this evening is renouncing self entirely: good self, bad self, self pleased, self displeased, self in its complainings, beseechings, enticings, desirings, self entirely. Oh that it may be once and forever! I embrace my all-lovely, soul-satisfying Christ-- instead of my self! Blissful exchange! Perfect purity and beauty--for ugliness and vileness! O Holy Spirit, enable me ever to renounce self, forsake creatures--and embrace Jesus! What mortals so pursue (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) My Jesus is my rest and refreshing, in all my weariness. As I lean on Him--I triumph. When I confer with flesh, and look to creatures--I get shame and loss. ` I have now earnest desires for new commitment to a precious Christ, as my all in all; that the shadowy things of time may less cumber me, however contrary to flesh; and to live Christ be my one concern. Now I yield up all to You, and myself to follow afresh hard after You, and afresh to "count all things but loss" for Your sake. Oh, my beloved, my all-lovely Savior, You are gain, and gain enough. My precious Jesus, Your fellowship is what I seek; and for it give up as rubbish, what mortals so pursue: riches, honor, appearance, fleshly indulgence. I desire a quiet, secluded life--little with the world, much with Jesus. Come, with Your conquering charms, and all-absorb this longing soul of mine! "Yes, everything else is worthless when compared with the priceless gain of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. I have discarded everything else, counting it all as garbage, so that I may have Christ." Philippians 3:8 In my cage (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) "He will take these weak mortal bodies of ours and change them into glorious bodies like His own." Philippians 3:21 There has been, indeed--but a step between me and death. But here am I, still fettered in clay, and my soul still encaged in the wires of mortality. But through them beams the glory of the better country, and the loveliness of my Beloved. And though yet in my cage, I can sing His matchless love and worthy praise, for the dear Comforter has tuned my heart. How to recount the Lord's mercies I know not, they have been so beautifully unfolded in this affliction. Daily bread (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) "As your days, so shall your strength be." Dt. 33:25 I seem to see with fresh light, that it is vain to expect to come to a certain state, when we shall live by grace, constantly and spontaneously. The desirable position is, to live in felt dependence and emptiness--seeking constant renewings of the Holy Spirit--to live by simple faith on Jesus. Therefore, if I receive ever such large and fresh inflowings of grace today, I must not think that it is a stock for tomorrow; or think then to act by this day's power, or walk by this day's light. "Be merciful unto me, O Lord: for I cry unto You daily." Psalm 86:3 "Give us this day our daily bread." Matthew 6:11 "Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens." Psalm 68:19 Away with every idol! (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) "Give them this message from the Sovereign Lord: I, the Lord, will punish the people of Israel who set up idols in their hearts." Ezekiel 14:4 Away with every idol! May Christ be all in all! "For to me, to live is Christ!" Philippians 1:21 My Ishi! (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) "You will call Me Ishi--(my husband). Hosea 2:16 "You will be called Hephzibah--(My delight is in her) . . . for the Lord will take delight in you." Isaiah 62:4 Christ is most precious. He is my Ishi! I, His Hephzibah! What love! What wonders, for a worm so vile! But He has borne my vileness away--and is Himself my loveliness! Christ, the Beloved of my soul, is my perfection, and His blood is my purity. However great my guilt, His precious blood is more than a match for it all. This has been like solid rock to my soul. "Praise the Lord, O my soul!" This hateful, hated idol! (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) Oh! kill and crucify this SELF in me--this hateful, hated idol! Come in, O precious Christ, and make it fall before You! Yes; vile, guilty, abominable as I am--my own Jesus bathes me in His blood, robes me in His righteousness, puts upon me His beauty, and then says, "You are absolutely beautiful, my darling, with no imperfection in you." (Song of Songs 4:7) Oh, the wonders of His love! My heart is ravished and overcome! The unanswerable question (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) "Why me?" This is the unanswerable question-- the wonder of wonders! I, a weak, low, vile, wandering worm--filled with Your love, ravished with Your beauty! It is all of grace! To God be all the glory! Oh, my precious Lord, I am overwhelmed in, and by, Your love! You have freed me from my sin and its punishment--by taking them upon Yourself! And You have prepared me for Yourself--by putting Your perfect loveliness upon me! You have overcome me, You ravish my heart! I thirst with intense and increased ardency, for unfoldings of the personal glories of my precious Christ, who is, indeed, "more precious than rubies." Precious Lord, You are my rest, my happiness, and You are all-sufficient. Hold me to You, nor let me wander more. Content his soul with earth's poor dust (Charles Spurgeon, December 31, 1871) There is a joy of divine origin--"The joy of the Lord." Springing from the Lord as its source, it will necessarily be of a very elevated character. Since man fell in the garden, he has too often sought for his enjoyments where the serpent finds his. It is written, "You will crawl on your belly and you will eat dust all the days of your life." This was the serpent's doom; and man, with infatuated ambition, has tried to find his delight in his sensual appetites, and to content his soul with earth's poor dust. But the joys of time cannot satisfy an undying nature, and when a soul is once quickened by the eternal Spirit, it can no more fill itself with worldly mirth, or even with the common enjoyments of life--than can a man snuff up wind and feed thereon. But, beloved, we are not left to search for joy; it is brought to our doors by the love of God our Father--joy refined and satisfying, befitting immortal spirits! God has not left us to wander among those unsatisfactory things which mock the chase which they invite. He has given us appetites which carnal things cannot content, and He has provided suitable satisfaction for those appetites. He has stored up at His right hand pleasures for evermore, which even now He reveals by His Spirit to those chosen ones whom He has taught to long for them. Malady and remedy ("The Marvelous Riches of Savoring Christ, The letters of Ruth Bryan" May 1845) Dear friend, I know not your present malady; but I know that Christ is the remedy for it! There is more in Christ for empty souls, than pen or tongue of men or angels can count! May you have free access, and eat and drink, and forget your poverty--being taken up with His riches, fullness, and glory! The Lord comfort you, and establish your heart with grace. Adieu. Yours affectionately, in our Beloved One, Ruth Playing with its tinsel toys (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) How the world has lessened and deadened to me lately. It seems a very nothing, and vanity indeed. To see Christians gathering its golden dust, and playing with its tinsel toys, is monstrous. Oh, come away, you foolish ones, and leave the ash-heap, and rise into Christ--your priceless inheritance and your eternal riches! "Don't collect for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal. But collect for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves don't break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. No one can be a slave of two masters, since either he will hate one and love the other, or be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot be slaves of God and of money." Matthew 6:19-21, 24 Streams & Fountain (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) November 21st, 1830. While thinking this afternoon of some friends who have been running eagerly from one place to another after a celebrated, and, I suppose, most interesting preacher; this idea forcibly struck me--why manifest such undue concern after streams, when we have the Fountain always accessible? I can, in my humble cottage, approach the footstool of the Father of mercies, and enjoy the manifestation of His love! A silly fly! (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) I have just seen a silly fly, sporting heedlessly close to a spider's web, and most likely it would soon have sported into it--and have become fast entangled in the snare. But a friendly hand swept away the spider's network, and thus removed the danger; while the heedless, helpless fly, was equally unconscious of both the danger and the preservation. Ah! then, I thought, perhaps it is thus often with me! In an unseen snare I had been almost heedlessly caught. But the seeing eye, loving heart, and powerful arm of Jesus are mine! He beholds the intended mischief, defeats the wily worker, sweeps away the entangling thread--and thus preserves me from disaster! All praise be Yours, dear Lord, for known and unknown mercies and deliverances! Oh, may I never knowingly sport on the edge of sin--or trifle with temptation. "Though I walk in the midst of trouble, You preserve my life . . . with Your right hand You save me!" Psalm 138:7 Evidently given up (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) I have again this week written to my friend, and pressed eternal things upon her notice. May the Lord bless the message. My soul yearns over her, and often do I mourn over her condition--for she is evidently given up to fashion, and worldly pursuits, and pleasure. A life of simple faith (Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan) "I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me." Galatians 2:20 Oh, the sweet wonders of a life of simple faith in Christ! From what little I know, I am sure it is the most . . . flesh-humbling, sin-subduing, world-crucifying, Satan-defeating, soul-invigorating, life in the world! Unbelief is the source of my misery. "Lord, increase my faith." Holy Comforter, teach me how to live Christ at all times, in all conditions. Lord Jesus, I am Yours. I submit to Your will, and unreservedly lay before You myself, with all I have and am--to be at Your disposal, and used for Your glory. I am no longer my own-- but Yours; and You, O precious Jesus, are mine forever! Grace Gems! A treasury of ageless sovereign grace devotional writings

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