This did sweetly revive my spirit, and help me to hope in God; which when
I had with comfort mused on a while, that word fell with great weight
upon my mind: Oh Death, where is thy sting? Oh Grave, where is thy
victory? At this I became both well in body and mind at once, for my
sickness did presently vanish, and I walked comfortably in my work for
God again.'
Such were some of the many keys by the use of which God let John Bunyan
so often out of despair into full assurance and out of darkness into
light. Which of the promises have been of such help to you? Over what
Scriptures have you ever cried out: Oh, how good a thing it is for God to
send me His word! Which are the biggest words in all the Bible to you?
To what promise did you ever flounce as a horse flounces when he is
sticking in the mire? And has any word of God so made God your God that
even death itself, since it alone separates you from His presence, is
lovely and beautiful in your eyes? Have you a cluster of such keys in
your bosom? If you have, take them all out to-night and go over them
again with thanksgiving before you sleep.
Pages:
291
292
293
294
295
296
297
298
299
300
301
302
303
304
305
306
307
308
309
310
311
312
313
314
315