Oh, how precious is Christ!''

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by Spurgeon 

"I found him whom my soul loves: I held him,
and would not let him go." -Song of Solomon 3:4 

Does Christ receive us when we come to
him, despite all our past sinfulness? 

Does he ever chide us for having
tried all other refuges 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 under foot, but let the cross of
Jesus, which the world frowns and scoffs
at, be lifted on high. 

O for a throne of ivory for our King Solomon! 

Let him be set on high forever, and let
my soul sit at his footstool, and 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 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 ring
upon his finger, and as a bracelet upon his arm. 

I would live in Christ's heart; in the clefts
of that rock my soul would eternally abide. 

The sparrow has made 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 from you may the soul of your turtle dove
go forth again, but may I nestle close to you, O
Jesus, my true and only rest.

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