Morning “The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me.” Psalm 138:8
Most manifestly the confidence which the Psalmist here expressed was a divine
confidence. He did not say, “I have grace enough to perfect that which
concerneth me–my faith is so steady that it will not stagger–my love is so
warm that it will never grow cold–my resolution is so firm that nothing can
move it”; no, his dependence was on the Lord alone. If we indulge in any
confidence which is not grounded on the Rock of Ages, our confidence is worse
than a dream, it will fall upon us, and cover us with its ruins, to our sorrow
and confusion. All that Nature spins time will unravel, to the eternal confusion
of all who are clothed therein. The Psalmist was wise, he rested upon nothing
short of the Lord’s work. It is the Lord who has begun the good work within us; it is
he who has carried it on; and if he does not finish it, it never will be
complete. If there be one stitch in the celestial garment of our righteousness
which we are to insert ourselves, then we are lost; but this is our confidence,
the Lord who began will perfect. He has done it all, must do it all, and will do
it all. Our confidence must not be in what we have done, nor in what we have
resolved to do, but entirely in what the Lord will do. Unbelief insinuates–“You
will never be able to stand. Look at the evil of your heart, you can never
conquer sin; remember the sinful pleasures and temptations of the world
that beset you, you will be certainly allured by them and led astray.” Ah! yes,
we should indeed perish if left to our own strength. If we had alone to navigate
our frail vessels over so rough a sea, we might well give up the voyage in
despair; but, thanks be to God, he will perfect that which concerneth us, and
bring us to the desired haven. We can never be too confident when we confide in
him alone, and never too much concerned to have such a trust.
Evening “Thou hast bought me no sweet cane with money.” Isaiah 43:24
Worshippers at the temple were wont to bring presents of sweet perfumes to be
burned upon the altar of God: but Israel, in the time of her backsliding, became
ungenerous, and made but few votive offerings to her Lord: this was an evidence
of coldness of heart towards God and his house. Reader, does this never occur
with you? Might not the complaint of the text be occasionally, if not
frequently, brought against you? Those who are poor in pocket, if rich in faith,
will be accepted none the less because their gifts are small; but, poor reader,
do you give in fair proportion to the Lord, or is the widow’s mite kept back
from the sacred treasury? The rich believer should be thankful for the
talent entrusted to him, but should not forget his large responsibility, for
where much is given much will be required; but, rich reader, are you mindful of
your obligations, and rendering to the Lord according to the benefit received?
Jesus gave his blood for us, what shall we give to him? We are his, and all that
we have, for he has purchased us unto himself–can we act as if we were our own?
O for more consecration! and to this end, O for more love! Blessed Jesus, how
good it is of thee to accept our sweet cane bought with money! nothing is too
costly as a tribute to thine unrivalled love, and yet thou dost receive with
favour the smallest sincere token of affection! Thou dost receive
our poor forget-me-nots and love-tokens as though they were intrinsically
precious, though indeed they are but as the bunch of wild flowers which the
child brings to its mother. Never may we grow niggardly towards thee, and from
this hour never may we hear thee complain of us again for withholding the gifts
of our love. We will give thee the first fruits of our increase, and pay thee
tithes of all, and then we will confess “of thine own have we given thee.”