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Morning and Evening

November 26, Evening

C. H. Spurgeon · Modern retelling

"They shall rejoice, and shall see the plummet in the hand of Zerubbabel." — Zechariah 4:10 · KJV

Small things marked the beginning of the work in the hand of Zerubbabel, but none might despise it, for the Lord had raised up one who would persevere until the headstone should be brought forth with shouting. The plummet was in good hands. Here is the comfort of every believer in the Lord Jesus: let the work of grace be ever so small in its beginnings, the plummet is in good hands. A master builder greater than Solomon has undertaken the raising of the heavenly temple, and He will not fail nor be discouraged till the topmost pinnacle is set. If the plummet were in the hand of any merely human being, we might fear for the building; but the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper in Jesus' hand. The work did not proceed irregularly and without care, for the Master's hand carried a good instrument. Had the walls been hurriedly run up without due oversight, they might have been out of the perpendicular; but the plummet was used by the chosen overseer. Jesus is evermore watching the raising of His spiritual temple, that it may be built securely and well. We are for haste, but Jesus is for judgment; He will use the plummet, and whatever is out of line must come down, every stone of it. Hence the failure of many a flattering work, the overthrow of many a glittering profession. It is not for us to judge the Lord's church, since Jesus has a steady hand and a true eye, and can use the plummet well. Do we not rejoice to see judgment left to Him? The plummet was in active use — it was in the Builder's hand, a sure sign that He meant to push the work on to completion. O Lord Jesus, how glad we would indeed be, could we see You at Your great work! O Zion, the beautiful, your walls are still in ruins! Rise, glorious Builder, and make her desolations rejoice at Your coming.