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Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying, He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him, let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him. Was not this just what they said at the cross? Ah, little did they know that he saved others; himself he could not save, because a matchless love held his...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. This is a very wonderful thing. I do not think we remember as we ought that, for years after our birth, we could do nothing to help ourselves, yet we were taken care of even then. He who has passed safely through his infancy need not be...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. God had taken care of Christ in his infancy; that miraculous birth of his was under the divine...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breast. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. Our Saviour remembers his own marvellous birth, which differed from ours in some respects; and he thinks of how the Father took care of him then. Did he not preserve...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. Sometimes, we also may derive great comfort from this truth to which our Saviour here refers. When we could not help ourselves in the least degree, the Lord preserved...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
But thou art he that took one out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. Men recollect how God took care of them in the time of their infancy; and when they are brought...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. We could not help ourselves then; at the moment of our birth, everything depended upon God; so it does in the moment of our death. It is well to remember those years...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. He remembers his wonderful birth. He was God’s, indeed, from the very first.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. Peter, James, John, and all the disciples had fled. “There is none to help.” The women could weep, with pitying eye and sympathetic heart; but they could not help. “There is none to help.”
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help, Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. These were the Pharisees, the chief priests, and the strong Roman soldiers that compassed our Saviour when he was upon the cross.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. Oh, the bitterness of that cry, “None to help”!” They have all gone. The disciples have all fled. Judas has betrayed me. Peter has denied me. There is none to help. Be not far from me.” There stand the Roman soldiers, and the high priest, and the Scribes and Pharisees; and Jesus...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. They have all gone. Peter and all the rest have fled. There is none to help. And there stand the Scribes and Pharisees, and the great men of the nation.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Many bulls have compassed me: There they stood, the strong legionaries of Rome, proud priests of Judea, and the princes of the people, all thirsting for his blood.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. I am poured out like water, Dissolved, separated, like drops of water poured out of a vessel.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. There stood the chief priests and the rulers, and the Roman soldiery with their massive bulk and brute strength.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. He was looking on the Scribes and Pharisees, and the strong Roman soldiery who made a ring round the cross.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Many bulls have compassed me; strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. They gaped upon we with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: They were no doubt dislocated by the dreadful shaking and jarring that our Saviour must have suffered when they dashed the cross into the...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
Many bulls haw compasssed me; strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. I am poured out like water, All dissolved—nothing could hold together—quite spent and gone.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. There was nothing but cruelty and spite and fury all round the louder heart of that lonely Sufferer. Ah, me! was there ever sorrow like unto his sorrow?
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. Can you not see your Saviour hanging on the accursed tree, — every particle of him as it were loosened from its fellow by the fever raging in his whole...