He healeth the broken in heart, He does it still, mark you, for the verb is in the present tense: “He healeth the broken in heart.” These are two of God’s great occupations, to gather outcasts, and to heal broken hearts.” Psa_147:3. And bindeth up their wounds. Oh, what a blessed God he is, thus to interest himself in the sorrows of mankind, to...
He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds. He is such a condescending God that he walks the hospitals, and is familiar with despondency, and enters in sympathy into the cases of distress which others shun because they are unable to help. Where he comes as the Good Physician, “He healeth the broken in heart.”
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names. He who heals broken hearts counts the stars, and calls them by their names, as men call their servants, and send them on their way. Praise his name. Can you look up at the starry sky at night without praising him who made the stars, and leads out their host?
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names. In his condescension, stooping over a broken heart; in his omniscience, telling the number of the stars. The word signifies as when a merchant counts his money into a bag. So does God, as it were, count the stars over, like so many golden coins. “He calleth them all by their...
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names. Yet is there as much grandeur and glory in his compassion as in his omniscience. To bind up wounds, is as God-like a work as to count the stars; God doth both, taking perhaps a greater delight in the first than in the second. There is not a star in the church’s firmament to...
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names. I call your attention, dear friends, to the wonderful change from the sick to the stars, — from the broken in heart to the starry hosts of heaven. Our God is equally at home with the little and with the great; with stars, which to us are countless, and with men, who to us are...
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names. And the Hallelujah is not louder because of that fact than it is for the other truth. What a condescending God: “He healeth the broken in heart.” How infinite is his mind: “He telleth the number of the stars.”
Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite. Praise him, then; praise his greatness, his almightiness, his infinite wisdom. Can you do otherwise? Oh, may God reveal himself so much to your heart that you shall be constrained to pay him willing adoration!
Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite. The LORD lifteth up the meek: They are down very low in their own estimation, but the Lord lifts them up.
Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite. The LORD lifteth up the meek: That is the Lord’s usual way; those that are down, he raises; but —
Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite. There are three things here predicated of him, — first, that he is great in himself, great in the vastness of his being; next, that he is of great power; and, then, that he is of great, yea, of infinite understanding. Here is the mercy of it all, that he brings that greatness,...
Great is our lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite. The LORD lifteth up the meek: How wonderful it is that the Lord should use the greatness of his power and the infinity of his understanding for the lifting up of those whom men often despise, “the meek”!
The LORD lifteth up the meek: What a lifting up it is for them, out of the very dust where they have been trodden down by the proud and the powerful! The Lord lifts them up. Praise him for that. Psa_147:6. He casteth the wicked down to the ground. Thus he puts an end to their tyranny, and delivers those who were ground beneath their cruel power....
He casteth the wicked down to the ground. The Lord is the great changer of men’s positions; those that are up he throws down, and those that are down he lifts up. Thus the blessed virgin sang, “He hath put down the mighty from their seats, and exalted them of low degree.”
He casteth the wicked down to the ground. This is what God is always doing, uplifting and overturning, putting people and things in their right places.
The LORD lifteth up the meek; he casteth the wicked down to the ground. Ours is a singular God; there is none like him. He is undoing all the things that are, turning things upside down. The lowly, he lifts up; but the proud, he throws down to the ground, even into the dust. This is his way; and this is always a special note in the songs of God’s...
He casteth the wicked down to the ground. Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God: who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains. He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry. He delighteth not in the strength of the...
Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God: “Unto our God.” How that possessive pronoun puts a world of endearment into the majestic word “God”! “This God is our God.” Come, my hearer, can you call God your God? Is he indeed yours? If so, “Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our...
Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God: who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains. This is the true science, this is the real philosophy; not merely the laws of nature, but God everywhere; God cloud-making, God rain-preparing, God...