Joy in Sickness

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Our Prayers and Praises

Daily Prayer (By Spurgeon)
Our Lord and Master, Redeemer and Savior, come and take entire possession of us. You must take by force what You have purchased, or You will never have it. By force of arms, the arms must be those of love, will You capture our willful, wayward spirit. Come and divide the spoil with the strong in us, we pray. Take every faculty and use it, overpower and sanctify it. Every moment of our time help us to employ for You; every breath may we breathe out to your honor. We feel that there is unconquered territory in our nature yet. Subdue, Lord, we ask You, our corruptions; cast them out, and in our spirit rule and conquer. There set up Your eternal throne—“Wean our heart from every creature, Thee to love, and Thee alone.” Amen.
Verse of the day (Commentary by Spurgeon)
“I cried out to Him with my mouth, and praise was on my tongue.” (Psalm 66:17)

It is well when prayer and praise go together, like the horses in Pharaoh’s chariot. Some cry who do not sing, and some sing who do not cry: both together are best. Since the Lord’s answers so frequently follow close at the heels of our petitions, and even overtake them, it becomes us to let our grateful praises keep pace with our humble prayers. Observe that the Psalmist did both cry and speak; the Lord has cast the dumb devil out of His children, and those of them who are least fluent with their tongues are often the most eloquent with their hearts.

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Prayer and Commentary by Spurgeon

Daily Prayer (By Spurgeon)
May we come away from doubting and fearing and hesitating, and may we believe. Oh, for the faith which trusts the bare promise of God! Let us not be asking for signs and wonders, and withholding faith because these are not given to us; but whatsoever we find in your Word, may we believe it to be sure truth, and hang our souls upon it.
Above all things, give us grace to trust in Jesus, in the full atonement made, and the utmost ransom paid. “He is all my salvation and all my desire” (2 Samuel 23:5), may we each one be able to say this of him, who “of God is made unto us wisdom, righteousness, sanctification, and redemption” (1 Corinthians 1:30).
Amen.
Verse of the day (Commentary by Spurgeon)
“You are blessed when they insult you and persecute you and falsely say every kind of evil against you because of me.” (Matthew 5:11) Persecution of the tongue is more common, but not less cruel than that of the hand. Slander is unscrupulous, and indulges in accusations of every kind: “every kind of evil” is a comprehensive phrase. No crime is too base to be laid at the door of the innocent; nor will the persecutor have any hesitation as to the vileness of the charge. The rule seems to be, “Throw plenty of mud, and some of it will stick.” Under this very grievous trial, good men are to be more than ordinarily happy. The honor of suffering with the prophets, for the Lord’s sake, is so great, that it may well reconcile us to all that it involves. Our joy and gladness are to exceed all ordinary bounds.

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Sowing Tears

“Those who sow in tears will reap with shouts of joy.” (Psalm 126:5)

Present distress must not be viewed as if it would last forever: it is not the end, by any means, but only a means to the end. Sorrow is our sowing, rejoicing shall be our reaping. We must sow: we may have to sow in the wet weather of sorrow, but we shall reap, and reap in the bright summer season of joy. Let us keep to the work of this present sowing time, and find strength in the promise which is here so positively given us. Here is one of the Lord’s shalls and wills; it is freely given both to workers, waiters, and weepers, and they may rest assured that it will not fail: “in due season they shall reap.” ~ C.H. Spurgeon

Blessed Emptiness

Hope On, Hope Ever

“I Have Graven You”

God, Give Us Life

At this time, we would entreat you to visit us with your salvation. Lord we all want renewing, refreshing, reviving; but there are some of your people that sink very low, by reason of physical infirmity and mental suffering; they lie in the very dust. But Lord, when our soul cleaves to the dust, you can still quicken us, according to your word. May we renew our youth: may our first love come back to us: may the joy of our first days be restored: may the childlike faith of the first steps we ever took towards Christ, be given to us now; and may we learn to rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for him. Amen.

C.H. Spurgeon

How to Come Into The Joyful Presence of God

Why is it that prayer in the name of Christ brings such fullness of joy? In part, because we get what we ask. But that is not the only reason, nor the greatest. It makes God real. When we ask something definite of God, and He gives it, how real God becomes! He is right there! It is blessed to have a God who is real, and not merely an idea…There is no greater joy on earth or in heaven, than communion with God, and prayer in the name of Jesus brings us into communion with Him. The Psalmist was surely not speaking only of future blessedness, but also of present blessedness when he said, “In Thy presence is fullness of joy.” (Ps. 16.11.) O the unutterable joy of those moments when in our prayers we really press into the presence of God!

When This Passing World Is Done

When this passing world is done,
when has sunk yon glaring sun,
when we stand with Christ on high
looking o’er life’s history,
then, Lord, shall I fully know,
not till then, how much I owe.

When I hear the wicked call
on the rocks and hills to fall,
when I see them start and shrink
on the fiery deluge brink,
then, Lord, shall I fully know,
not till then, how much I owe.

When I stand before the throne,
dressed in beauty not my own,
when I see thee as thou art,
love thee with unsinning heart,
then, Lord, shall I fully know,
not till then, how much I owe.

When the praise of heav’n I hear,
loud as thunders to the ear,
loud as many waters’ noise,
sweet as harp’s melodious voice,
then, Lord, shall I fully know,
not till then, how much I owe.

Chosen not for good in me,
wakened up from wrath to flee,
hidden in the Savior’s side,
by the Spirit sanctified,
teach me, Lord, on earth to show,
by my love, how much I owe.

Robert Murray McCheyne

Jehovah-Jireh, Your Song

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No Immortal Sorrows

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