Isaiah 40:15. Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket,
All the nations-Jews and Gentiles, the vast multitudes of China, and India, and all other nations,-all these are but as a drop of a bucket,-the one drop that trembles on the bucket’s brim when all the rest of the water is gone.
Isaiah 40:15. And are counted as the small dust of the balance:
That little imperceptible dust that does not turn the scale of an ordinary balance, and for which you would need the most sensitive scales in order to discover its presence. That is all that the whole of the nations of the earth are in comparison with God; yet, sometimes, we fancy that one man is so great that all must give way to him. Whereas, if we trust in God, and think as God thinks, a whole nation will be to us as a drop of a bucket, or as the unseen dust of the balance. Well did Dr. Watts sing:-
"Great God! how infinite art thou I
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee.
"Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made;
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead."
Isaiah 40:15. Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket,
All the nations-Jews and Gentiles, the vast multitudes of China, and India, and all other nations,-all these are but as a drop of a bucket,-the one drop that trembles on the bucket’s brim when all the rest of the water is gone.
Isaiah 40:15. And are counted as the small dust of the balance:
That little imperceptible dust that does not turn the scale of an ordinary balance, and for which you would need the most sensitive scales in order to discover its presence. That is all that the whole of the nations of the earth are in comparison with God; yet, sometimes, we fancy that one man is so great that all must give way to him. Whereas, if we trust in God, and think as God thinks, a whole nation will be to us as a drop of a bucket, or as the unseen dust of the balance. Well did Dr. Watts sing:-
"Great God! how infinite art thou I
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee.
"Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made;
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead."