Man's religion & God's religion

"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.

{This page is a work in progress}

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! [[]] [[]] [[]] [[]] [[]] [[]] [[]]