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Revision as of 23:53, 6 December 2012

"That no flesh should glory in His presence." 1 Cor. 1:29

Man's religion is to build up the creature. God's religion is to throw the creature down in the dust of self-abasement, and to glorify Christ.


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A mystery to yourself

O, what slow learners!
Take me as I am
Nothing but a huge clod of dust
How can they escape?

God shall supply

Our infirmities
Why are you in despair?
Treasure in earthen vessels
Trials, temptations, stripping, emptying

No fear!

These difficulties!
Idolatry!
Inward conflicts
Wounds, bruises, putrefying sores

The wilderness wanderer

Temptation
Idling life away like an idiot or a madman
This wily devil!
To bathe in the ocean of endless bliss!

The King in His beauty

Can the Ethiopian change his skin?
That heavenly Teacher
Preserving grace before regeneration
Free!

These fugitive, transitory things

A sad motley mixture
Enlarge my heart
Our refuge!
Supernatural light

Little heathen

Wearied, torn & half expiring
I am weak & ignorant, full of sin
By the grace of God
The anointing

Can I be a child of God, and be thus?

The truth shall make you free!
Sin cannot be subdued in any other way
Two kinds of repentance
Have we nothing to give to Christ?

Suffering

In this scene of confusion & distraction
His own sore
What are we, when we have no trials?
Spiritual poverty

The religion of a dead professor

Have we not leaned upon a thousand things?
No sight, short of this
The penetrating light of the spirit
All true religion

The regenerating operations of the Holy Spirit

This hard school of painful experience
Difficulties, obstacles & hindrances
The poison fang of sin!
A penitent backslider & a forgiving God!

Salvation!

A peculiar people
Softened, broke & melted your heart
Fixed & fastened by an Almighty hand
When we are reduced to poverty & beggary

As they come, they weep

This is the saint's inheritance!
Savoury food such as their soul loves
A smoother way to glory?
Seek real things

We stand upon slippery places!

One grain of holiness
Hidden manna
Entangled, perplexed & distressed
Lifeless, barren head knowledge

Poor in spirit

Utter fools!
The heart of God's child
A spirit of delusion
Husks which the swine eat

Then they cried

O what painful work it is!
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