Psalms 116:7
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
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Psalms 116:7. Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully with thee.
Man’s soul is like the dove that Noah sent out from the ark. It flew over the wide waste of waters, seeking rest, but finding none, so, at last, with weary wing, it made its way back to the ark; and, soul, thou wilt never rest till thou comest back to thy Creator and Redeemer. Thou mayest fly to the pleasures and follies of this world, but they can furnish no real rest for thee; if thou wouldst rest, thou must come back to thy God.