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a living hope


“There is no pit so deep but Christ is deeper still.” Corrie Ten Boom

Consider Christian, that all your . . .
  trials and troubles,
  calamities and miseries,
  crosses and losses,
which you meet with in this world–is
all the hell that you shall ever have!

Here and now you have your hell.
Hereafter you shall have your heaven!

This is the worst of your condition;
the best is yet to come!
Thomas Brooks


 “Child of My Love! Lean hard! Let Me feel the pressure of your care. I know your burden, child!  I shaped it- I poised it in My own hand and made no proportion of its weight to your unaided strength. For even as I laid it on, I said I shall be near, and while she leans on Me, this burden shall be Mine, not hers.

So shall I keep My child within the circling ar ms of My own love. Here lay it down! Do not fear to impose it on a shoulder which upholds the government of worlds! Yet closer come! You are not near enough! I would embrace your burden, so I might feel My child reposing on My breast. You love Me! I know it. Doubt not, then. But, loving me, lean hard!”  Octavius Winslow


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 ofgrace 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.  Harvey Newcomb


Who, amid these checkered experiences, does not sigh for something permanent, stable, enduring? The vessel has again and again slipped its earthly moorings. We long for some secure and sheltered harbor.

 “I change not!”  Heart and flesh may faint; yes, do faint and fail but there is an unfainting, unfailing, unvarying God. All the changes in the world around cannot affect Him. Our own fitfulness cannot alter Him. When we are depressed, downcast, fluctuating, our treacherous hearts turning aside “like a broken bow,” He is without one “shadow of turning.” “God who cannot lie,” is the superscription on His eternal throne; and inscribed on all His dealings.  John MacDuff

That hand can never smite you


(J. C. Ryle, “Do You Believe?“)
“God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son.” John 3:16

Reader, if God has given you His only begotten Son, beware of doubting His kindness and love, in any painful providence of your daily life! Never allow yourself to think hard thoughts of God. Never suppose that He can give you anything which is not really for your good. Remember the words of Paul: “He who spared not His own Son—but delivered Him up for us all, how shall He not with Him also freely give us all things” (Romans 8:32)

See in every sorrow and trouble of your earthly pilgrimage—the hand of Him who gave Christ to die for your sins! That hand can never smite you—except in love! He who gave His only begotten Son for you, will never withhold anything from you which is really for your good. Lean back on this thought and be content. Say to yourself in the darkest hour of trial, “This also is ordered by Him who gave Christ to die for my sins. It cannot be wrong. It is done in love. It must be well.”

Cast Out


“Him that comes unto me, I will in no wise cast out.” —John 6:37

Cast out! My soul! how often might this have been your history! You have cast off your God—might He not often have cast out you? Yes! cast you out as fuel for the fire of His wrath—a sapless, fruitless cumberer. And yet, notwithstanding all your ungrateful requital for His unmerited forbearance, He is still declaring, “As I live, says the Lord, I have no pleasure in the death of him that dies.”

Your sins may be legion—the sand of the sea may be their befitting type—the thought of their vileness and aggravation may be ready to overwhelm you; but be still! your patient God waits to be gracious! Oh! be deeply humbled and softened because of your guilt, and resolve to dedicate yourself anew to His service, and so coming, “He will by no means cast you out!”

Despond not by reason of former shortcomings—your sins are great, but your Savior’s merits are greater. He is willing to forget all the past, and sink it in oblivion, if there be present love, and the promise of future obedience. “Simon, son of Jonah, do you love me?”

Ah! how different is God’s verdict from man’s! After such sins as yours, man’s sentence would have been, “I will in nowise receive!” But “it is better to fall into the hands of God, than into the hands of man;” for He says, “I will in nowise cast out!”

I Look To You


“In times of affliction we commonly meet with the sweetest experiences of God’s love.”—Bunyan.

“As no temporal blessing is good enough to be a sign of eternal election; so no temporal affliction is bad enough to be an evidence of reprobation.”—Arrowsmith.

“All the sufferings of the believer are not hell—but they are all the hell he shall suffer.”—Mason.

“It is in these storms that he learns . . .
more of his own weakness, and of Christ’s strength;
more of his own misery, and of Christ’s mercy;
more of his own sinfulness, and of superabounding grace;
more of his own poverty, and of Christ’s riches;
more of his own desert of hell, and of his own title to heaven.
It is in these storms that the same blessed Spirit who began the work carries it on; and goes on to engrave the image of Christ in deeper characters upon his heart; and to teach him more and more experimentally the truth as it is in Jesus.”— Philpot

“Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy! I look to You for protection. I will hide beneath the shadow of Your wings until this violent storm is past.” Psalm 57:1

Saviour, through the desert lead us


Saviour, through the desert lead us,
Without Thee we cannot go;
Thou from cruel chains hast freed us,
And hast laid the tyrant low:
Let Thy presence
Cheer us all our journey through.

Through a desert waste and cheerless,
Though our destined journey lie,
Rendered by Thy presence fearless,
We may every foe defy:
Nought shall move us,
While we see Thee, Saviour, nigh.

With a price Thy love has bought us,
(Saviour, what a love is Thine!)
Hitherto Thy power has brought us,
(Power and love in Thee combine):
Lord of glory,
Ever on Thy loved ones shine!

by Thomas Kelley

I Look to Thee in Every Need

I look to Thee in every need,
and never look in vain;
I feel Thy strong and tender love,
and all is well again.
The thought of Thee is mightier far
than sin and pain and sorrow are.
Discouraged in the work of life,
disheartened by its load,
Shamed by its failures or its fears,
I sink beside the road.
But let me only think of Thee
and then new heart springs up in me.
Thy calmness bends serene above,
my restlessness to still;
Around me flows Thy quickening life,
to nerve my faltering will.
Thy presence fills my solitude,
Thy providence turns all to good.
Enfolded deep in Thy dear love,
held in Thy law, I stand;
Thy hand in all things I behold,
and all things in Thy hand.
Thou leadest me by unsought ways,
and turn my mourning into praise.
– Samuel Longfellow

Peace After a Storm


When darkness long has veil’d my mind,
And smiling day once more appears;
Then, my Redeemer, then I find
The folly of my doubts and fears.

Straight I upbraid my wand’ring heart,
And blush that I should ever be
Thus prone to act so base a part,
Or harbour one hard thought of thee!

Oh ! let me then at length be taught
What I am still so slow to learn;
That God is love, and changes not,
Nor knows the shadow of a turn.

Sweet truth, and easy to repeat!
But when my faith is sharply try’d,
I find myself a learner yet,
Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide.

But, O my Lord, one look from thee
Subdues the disobedient will;
Drives doubt and discontent away,
And thy rebellious worm is still.

Thou art as ready to forgive,
As I am ready to repine;
Thou, therefore, all the praise receive;
Be shame and self-abhorrence mine.

by William Cowper

Light Shining Out Of Darkness


God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

Judge not the LORD by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence,
He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev’ry hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow’r.

Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
GOD is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

by William Cowper

The Heart Healed and Changed by Mercy


Sin enslav’d me many years,
And led me bound and blind;
Till at length a thousand fears
Came swarming o’er my mind.

Where, I said in deep distress,
Will these sinful pleasures end?
How shall I secure my peace,
And make the LORD my friend?

Friends and ministers said much
The gospel to enforce;
But my blindness still was such,
I chose a legal course:

Much I fasted, watch’d and strove,
Scarce would show my face abroad,
Fear’d, almost, to speak or move,
A stranger still to GOD.

Thus afraid to trust his grace,
Long time did I rebel;
Till, despairing of my case,
Down at his feet I fell:

Then my stubborn heart he broke,
And subdu’d me to his sway;
By a simple word he spoke,
“Thy sins are done away.”

by William Cowper