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August 22, Morning

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love." — Song of Songs 5:8 · KJV

Such is the language of the believer longing for present fellowship with Jesus: he is sick for his Lord. Gracious souls are never fully at ease unless they are near to Christ, for away from Him they lose their peace. The nearer to Him, the nearer to the perfect calm of heaven; the nearer to Him, the fuller the heart, not only of peace but of life, vigor, and joy, for all these depend on constant fellowship with Jesus. What the sun is to the day, the moon to the night, the dew to the flower, such is Jesus Christ to us. What bread is to the hungry, clothing to the naked, the shadow of a great rock to the traveler in a weary land, such is Jesus Christ to us; and so, if we are not consciously one with Him, it is little wonder if our spirit cries in the words of the Song, "I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell Him that I am sick of love." This earnest longing after Jesus carries a blessing with it: "Blessed are they that do hunger and thirst after righteousness"; and so, supremely blessed are they who thirst after the Righteous One. Blessed is that hunger, since it comes from God; if I may not have the full-blown blessedness of being filled, I would seek the same blessedness in its sweet bud — pining in emptiness and eagerness until I am filled with Christ. If I may not yet feed on Jesus, it will be next door to heaven to hunger and thirst after Him. There is a hallowedness about that hunger, since it sparkles among the beatitudes of our Lord. But the blessing carries a promise too: such hungry ones "shall be filled" with what they desire. If Christ makes us long after Himself, He will surely satisfy those longings; and when He comes to us — as come He will — oh, how sweet it will be!