Sunday, October 18, 2009

HOPE IN THE FACE OF DEATH


The desire of my soul is to die rejoicing that God's just and holy law, broken by me in thought, word, and deed, has been fulfilled for me by the Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. The language of Paul on this subject has long been sweet and precious to my soul. Writing to the Corinthians, he says, "But of Him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption, that... he that glorieth let him glory in the Lord."

It also rejoices my heart to feel and see that all my sins were removed by Christ our spiritual Scapegoat; so that when they are sought for they can never be found.

How desirable in the prospect of death to have the testimony of the Holy Spirit in our soul that we are delivered from the curse and condemnation of the law. I hope never to forget the time of my deliverance out of bondage, and being brought into the liberty wherewith Christ has made me free, the following portion of God's Word being blessedly applied:

"There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death."
[Romans 8:1]

I could then rejoice that my name was written in heaven in the Lamb's book of life, and say with Job, ‘My record is on high' and ‘I know that my Redeemer liveth.'

It was Paul's joy that he knew in whom he had believed; and he had the happy persuasion that Jesus, in whom he believed for the saving of his soul, was able to keep that which he had committed into his hand against that day. I have often said amongst you that this blessed portion of the word of God enters into the vitality of true faith in the soul of a sinner.

All my hope and trust are in the Lord, into whose hands, by the grace of God, I have committed my cause. I cannot find language to describe the comfort and support I have enjoyed from these words:

If I am found in Jesus' hands, My soul can ne'er be lost.

By John Kershaw, 1867

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