The mere reading of the holy Scriptures will be of no avail to us, unless the Holy Spirit sanctify the truth to our souls. Let us pray that (in commencing this years Family Reading) he who commanded light to shine out of darkness may shine into our hearts and give us to know the inner meaning of his word. We shall begin at the opening page of revelation.
Thus dark are we by nature, thus disordered are all our powers through sin. We are nothing but confusion and emptiness. The Spirit of God is the first efficient mover in the new creation. He visits the dead and dark heart, and begins the work of salvation within
Thus powerful is the word of the gospel when heard in the soul. May its enlightening power be felt by us all.)
Wherever God puts his grace he looks upon it with pleasure
Grace also makes a separation, for what fellowship has light with darkness?
Thus the first day of the week, the day of our Lord’s resurrection is a day of light. May. it ever be so to us.
It is interesting to notice how the New Testament, as written by John, opens in the same manner as the Old Testament, with “In the beginning.” Let us add to our reading the first fourteen verses of John’s Gospel. Jesus, the Lord our Saviour, is called “the Word,” or the uttered mind of God.
Jesus was in existence when all created things began; he was with God in nature, in love, and in cooperation, and he is himself essentially God.
If we live unto God, and have any spiritual light, it comes to us by Jesus Christ.
No one can get light from any other source, and all who desire light may have it from him.
The Jews, who were his own kinsmen, rejected him; and, alas! too many of the children of
godly parents refuse the Saviour. May it not be so in this house.
This is the essence of the gospel, Christ is the giver, we are only receivers. Faith like a hand receives Christ, and with him the privilege of adoption.
The Lord grant unto us to receive of his grace and to know his truth. Amen.
Ere the blue heavens were stretch’d abroad,
From everlasting was the Word:
With God he was; the Word was God,
And must divinely be adored.
But lo! he leaves those heavenly forms,
The Word descends and dwells in clay,
That he may hold converse with worms,
Dress’d in such feeble flesh as they.
Mortals with joy beheld his face,
Th’ eternal Father’s only Son:
How full of truth! how full of grace!
When through his eyes the Godhead shone!