Lord’s Day Meditation: “My Beloved Put In His Hand By The Hole Of The Door” by C. H. Spurgeon

Lord’s Day Meditation: “My Beloved Put In His Hand By The Hole Of The Door” by C. H. Spurgeon (Morning and Evening, September 27, Evening)

“My Beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.” (Song of Solomon 5:4)

Knocking was not enough, for my heart was too full of sleep, too cold and ungrateful to arise and open the door, but the touch of his effectual grace has made my soul bestir itself. Oh, the longsuffering of my Beloved, to tarry when he found himself shut out, and me asleep upon the bed of sloth! Oh, the greatness of his patience, to knock and knock again, and to add his voice to his knockings, beseeching me to open to him! How could I have refused him! Base heart, blush and be confounded! But what greatest kindness of all is this, that he becomes his own porter and unbars the door himself. Thrice blessed is the hand which condescends to lift the latch and turn the key. Now I see that nothing but my Lord’s own power can save such a naughty mass of wickedness as I am; ordinances fail, even the gospel has no effect upon me, till his hand is stretched out. Now, also, I perceive that his hand is good where all else is unsuccessful, he can open when nothing else will. Blessed be his name, I feel his gracious presence even now. Well may my bowels move for him, when I think of all that he has suffered for me, and of my ungenerous return. I have allowed my affections to wander. I have set up rivals. I have grieved him. Sweetest and dearest of all beloveds, I have treated thee as an unfaithful wife treats her husband. Oh, my cruel sins, my cruel self. What can I do? Tears are a poor show of my repentance, my whole heart boils with indignation at myself. Wretch that I am, to treat my Lord, my All in All, my exceeding great joy, as though he were a stranger. Jesus, thou forgivest freely, but this is not enough, prevent my unfaithfulness in the future. Kiss away these tears, and then purge my heart and bind it with sevenfold cords to thyself, never to wander more.


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2 Responses to “Lord’s Day Meditation: “My Beloved Put In His Hand By The Hole Of The Door” by C. H. Spurgeon”

June 06, 2018 at 9:03 am, Tanya Kim Dixon said:

Oh that my spirit would run after him in Earnest, allowing nothing to block my way, or hinder my path, or cause my love for him to become lesson in fervency. My heart old wise up and love you the Lord in a fraction of the way that he loved you. I love the works of Spurgeon, each time I read his writings and prayers it stops me in the Tracks of My Soul, it checks any compromise that might try to raise its ugly venomous head, any thing that would turn me from him. Spurgeon is a gift to the body of Christ for he keeps the flame in front of us, so that we will see the true path of Holiness unto God.

June 06, 2018 at 9:08 am, Tanya Kim Dixon said:

I’m sorry for the typos; I spoke my response into the phone, and it didn’t say what I said. I said “Oh my heart, rise up and love the Lord, in a fraction of the way He loves you….also a correction;”…or hinder my path, or cause my love to be lessened in fervency.” Amen

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