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Morning and Evening

August 23, Morning

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"The voice of weeping shall be no more heard." — Isaiah 65:19 · KJV

The glorified weep no more, for every outward cause of grief is gone. There are no broken friendships or blighted prospects in heaven; poverty, famine, peril, persecution, and slander are unknown there; no pain distresses, no thought of death or bereavement saddens. They weep no more, for they are perfectly sanctified. No "evil heart of unbelief" prompts them to depart from the living God; they are without fault before His throne, fully conformed to His image. Well may they cease to mourn who have ceased to sin. They weep no more, because all fear of change is past; they know they are eternally secure. Sin is shut out, and they are shut in. They dwell in a city that shall never be stormed; they bask in a sun that shall never set; they drink of a river that shall never dry; they pluck fruit from a tree that shall never wither. Countless ages may roll by, but eternity shall not be exhausted, and while eternity lasts, their immortality and blessedness shall last with it — they are for ever with the Lord. They weep no more, because every desire is fulfilled; they cannot wish for anything they do not possess. Eye and ear, heart and hand, judgment, imagination, hope, desire, and will — every faculty is completely satisfied; and imperfect as our present ideas are of the things God has prepared for those who love Him, we know enough, by the revelation of the Spirit, that the saints above are supremely blessed. The joy of Christ, an infinite fullness of delight, is in them; they bathe in the bottomless, shoreless sea of infinite blessedness. That same joyful rest remains for us, and it may not be far off. Before long the weeping willow shall be exchanged for the palm branch of victory, and sorrow's dewdrops transformed into the pearls of everlasting bliss. "Wherefore comfort one another with these words."