"The upright love Thee"
Song of Solomon 1:4
Song of Solomon 1:4
Believers
love Jesus with a deeper affection then they dare to give to any other being.
They would sooner lose father and mother then part with Christ. They hold all
earthly comforts with a loose hand, but they carry Him fast locked in their
bosoms. They voluntarily deny themselves for His sake, but they are not to be
driven to deny Him. It is scant love which the fire of persecution
can dry up; the true believer's love is a deeper stream than this. Men have labored
to divide the faithful from their Master, but their attempts have been
fruitless in every age.
Neither
crowns of honor, now frowns of anger, have untied this more than Gordian knot.
This is no everyday attachment which the world's power may at length dissolve.
Neither man nor devil has found a key which opens this lock. Never has the
craft of Satan been more at fault than when he has exercised it in seeking to
rend in sunder this union of two divinely welded hearts. It is written, and
nothing can blot out the sentence, "The
upright love Thee."
The intensity of the love of the upright, however, is not so much to be judged
by what it appears as by what the upright long for. It is our daily lament that
we cannot love enough. Would that our hearts were capable of holding more, and
reaching further. Like Samuel Rutherford, we sigh and cry, "Oh, for as
much love as would go round about the earth, and over heaven yea, the heaven of
heavens, and ten thousand worlds that I might let all out upon fair, fair, only
fair Christ."
Alas;
our longest reach is but a span of love, and our affection is but as a drop of
a bucket compared with His deserts. Measure our love by our intentions, and it
is high indeed; 'tis thus, we trust, our Lord doth judge of it. Oh, that we
could give all the love in all hearts in one great mass, a gathering together
of all loves to Him who is altogether lovely!
God
bless,
David
L. Wynn, Pastor
Pauline
B. Grant CME Church
“This
is the Potter’s House”
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