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Morning and Evening

September 29, Evening

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"I found Him whom my soul loveth: I held Him, and would not let Him go." — Song of Songs 3:4 · KJV

Does Christ receive us when we come to Him, in spite of all our past sinfulness? Does He never chide us for trying every other refuge first? And is there none on earth like Him? Is He the best of all the good, the fairest of all the fair? Oh, then let us praise Him! Daughters of Jerusalem, extol Him with timbrel and harp! Down with your idols, up with the Lord Jesus! Let the standards of pomp and pride be trampled underfoot, but let the cross of Jesus, which the world frowns and scoffs at, be lifted high. Oh, for a throne of ivory for our King Solomon! Let Him be set on high for ever, and let my soul sit at His footstool, kiss His feet, and wash them with my tears. Oh, how precious is Christ! How can it be that I have thought so little of Him? How is it that I can go abroad for joy or comfort when He is so full, so rich, so satisfying? Fellow believer, make a covenant with your heart that you will never depart from Him, and ask your Lord to ratify it. Bid Him set you as a signet on His finger, and as a bracelet on His arm. Ask Him to bind you about Himself, as the bride decks herself with ornaments and the bridegroom puts on his jewels. I would live in Christ's heart; in the clefts of that Rock my soul would eternally abide. The sparrow has found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself where she may lay her young, even Your altars, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God; and so too would I make my nest, my home, in You, and never may the soul of Your turtledove go out from You again, but may I nestle close to You, O Jesus, my true and only rest. When I find my precious Lord, all my ardent passions glow; with cords of love I bind Him, and hold, and will not let Him go.