Wednesday, 1 January 2014

Happy New Year!

A Very Happy New Year to readers of my blog!

C H Spurgeon’s Evening Devotional for 1st January

"We will be glad and rejoice in Thee."

Song of Solomon 1:4

We will be glad and rejoice in Thee. We will not open the gates of the year to the dolorous notes of the sackbut, but to the sweet strains of the harp of joy, and the high sounding cymbals of gladness. "O come, let us sing unto the Lord: let us make a joyful noise unto the rock of our salvation." We, the called and faithful and chosen, we will drive away our griefs, and set up our banners of confidence in the name of God. Let others lament over their troubles, we who have the sweetening tree to cast into Marah's bitter pool, with joy will magnify the Lord. Eternal Spirit, our effectual Comforter, we who are the temples in which Thou dwellest, will never cease from adoring and blessing the name of Jesus. We WILL, we are resolved about it, Jesus must have the crown of our heart's delight; we will not dishonour our Bridegroom by mourning in His presence. We are ordained to be the minstrels of the skies, let us rehearse our everlasting anthem before we sing it in the halls of the New Jerusalem. We will BE GLAD AND REJOICE: two words with one sense, double joy, blessedness upon blessedness. Need there be any limit to our rejoicing in the Lord even now? Do not men of grace find their Lord to be camphire and spikenard, calamus and cinnamon even now, and what better fragrance have they in heaven itself? We will be glad and rejoice IN THEE. That last word is the meat in the dish, the kernel of the nut, the soul of the text. What heavens are laid up in Jesus! What rivers of infinite bliss have their source, ay, and every drop of their fulness in Him! Since, O sweet Lord Jesus, Thou art the present portion of Thy people, favour us this year with such a sense of Thy preciousness, that from its first to its last day we may be glad and rejoice in Thee. Let January open with joy in the Lord, and December close with gladness in Jesus.

Another poem from “Echoes of Eternity”, a collection of Christian poems by Michael R Abbott; used with permission -


Have you been to the manger at Bethlehem,
To see there the Saviour of men?
Have you, like the shepherds who went there of old,
Returned with rejoicing again?

Have you come, like the wise men who travelled from far,
To prostrate yourself at His feet?
Have you found in this Saviour the answer to sin,
Your need of forgiveness to meet?

Have you been to the cross where the dear Saviour hung,
To suffer and die in your place?
Have you felt for yourself the great power of His blood,
Imparting salvation and grace?

Have you been to the tomb, where the stone rolled away
Declares Him the Victor and Lord?
Do you long to tell others that Jesus is King,
That they might know blessing outpoured?

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