Might not Jesus well say to us, “I have somewhat against thee, because thou hast left thy first love?” Alas! it is but little we have done for our Master’s glory. Our winter has lasted all too long. We give to God pence when he deserveth pounds, nay, deserveth our heart’s blood to be coined in the service of his church and of his truth. But shall we continue this? O Lord, after thou hast so richly blessed us, shall we be ungrateful, and become indifferent to thy good cause ana work?
O quicken us that we may return to our first love, and do our first works! Send us a genial spring, O Sun of Righteousness.