Psalms 119:27-28. Make me to understand the way of thy precepts: so shall I talk of thy wondrous works. My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
"I am poured out like water," says the Saviour. "My heart is like wax. It is melted in the midst of my bowels." It is the greatness of pain, the greatness of fear, the greatness of sorrow, till he seems to melt away in the fire like wax. "For heaviness," says he, "my soul melts. Then strengthen thou me." Oh! it is so sweet to turn to God when your soul is burdened - to look to him, and say - not "deliver me." Observe that, the child of God is not so anxious to get rid of trouble, as he is to know how to behave worthily under it. "Strengthen thou me, according to thy Word." How he harps on that "according to thy Word." The child of God does not expect God to do otherwise than he has promised to do, and he is quite content if the Lord will act according to his Word, for well does our poet put it: -
"What more can he say than to you he hath said, -
You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?"
In this book, dear brother, whatever your trouble, there is a promise to meet it. If you lose a key and you send for the whitesmith, as a general rule, somewhere in that bunch of keys he has a key that will fit your lock. And so here is a bunch of keys, and there is a key here that will exactly fit the lock of your trouble whatever it may be, for God foresaw the circumstances of all his people, and prepared a promise for every circumstance.
Psalms 119:27-28. Make me to understand the way of thy precepts: so shall I talk of thy wondrous works. My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
"I am poured out like water," says the Saviour. "My heart is like wax. It is melted in the midst of my bowels." It is the greatness of pain, the greatness of fear, the greatness of sorrow, till he seems to melt away in the fire like wax. "For heaviness," says he, "my soul melts. Then strengthen thou me." Oh! it is so sweet to turn to God when your soul is burdened - to look to him, and say - not "deliver me." Observe that, the child of God is not so anxious to get rid of trouble, as he is to know how to behave worthily under it. "Strengthen thou me, according to thy Word." How he harps on that "according to thy Word." The child of God does not expect God to do otherwise than he has promised to do, and he is quite content if the Lord will act according to his Word, for well does our poet put it: -
"What more can he say than to you he hath said, -
You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?"
In this book, dear brother, whatever your trouble, there is a promise to meet it. If you lose a key and you send for the whitesmith, as a general rule, somewhere in that bunch of keys he has a key that will fit your lock. And so here is a bunch of keys, and there is a key here that will exactly fit the lock of your trouble whatever it may be, for God foresaw the circumstances of all his people, and prepared a promise for every circumstance.