Psalm 78:67-72
The Holy Spirit has spoken of the election of David in the Psalms more than once, let us read a passage from—Psalm 78:67-72.
Psalm 78:67
The ark had been for a long time at Shiloh, in the territory of Ephraim, but the tribe was found unfit for leadership, and the divine residence was therefore removed.
Psalm 78:68-71
He exercised the care and art of those who watch for the young lambs, following the ewes in their wanderings; the tenderness and patience thus acquired, would tend to the development of characteristics most becoming in a king. To the man thus prepared, the office which God had appointed for him came in due season, and he was enabled worthily to fulfil it. It is wonderful how often divine wisdom so arranges the early and obscure portion of a choice life, as to make it a preparatory school for a more active and noble future.
Psalm 78:72
In his reign the people were peaceful and prosperous, and no better king ever sat upon the throne of Israel.
Isaiah 11:1-10
We will now read a passage in which our Lord Jesus is spoken of as Israel’s king, and his reign described.—
Isaiah 11:3, 4
Our Lord is very quick to understand the desires and groanings of those in whom is the genuine principle of holy fear, even though they be but feebly seeking after God.
Isaiah 11:3, 4
His gospel is the destroyer of evil, and his last sentence will slay the wicked in eternal death.
Isaiah 11:5-8
Jesus will in his own good time, deliver this earth from the curse, and restore the purity and peace of Eden. Even the animal creation shall in the latter days feel his elevating power. “The creation itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption, into the glorious liberty of the children of God.”
Isaiah 11:10
Christ is the rallying point for manhood, he draws all men unto him. To him shall all people offer their allegiance, and the place where he deigns to dwell shall be glorious indeed. What is this but his church, of which he has said, “This is my rest”?
Crown him, the Lord of Peace,
Whose power a sceptre sways
From pole to pole, that wars may cease,
Absorb’d in prayer and praise:
His reign shall know no end,
And round his pierced feet
Fair flowers of paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.
We love thy church, O God;
Her walls before thee stand
Dear as the apple of thine eye,
And graven on thy hand.
For her our tears shall fall,
For her our prayers ascend,
To her our cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.
Jesus, thou Friend divine,
Our Saviour and our King,
Thy hand from every snare and foe,
Shall great deliverance bring.
Lord, through the desert drear and wide,
Our erring footsteps need a guide;
Keep us, oh keep us near thy side.
Let us not fall. Let us not fall.
We have no fear that Thou shouldst lose
One whom eternal love could choose;
But we would ne’er this grace abuse.
Let us not fall. Let us not fall.
Lord, we are blind, and halt, and lame,
We have no stronghold but thy name:
Great is our fear to bring it shame.
Let us not fall. Let us not fall.
Who this mighty champion is,
Nature answers from within;
He is my own wickedness,
He my close besetting sin.
In the strength of Jesus’ name
With the monster I will fight;
Feeble and unarm’d I am
Save with God’s eternal might.
Mindful of his mercies past
Still I trust the same to prove,
Still my helpless soul I cast
On my Lord’s redeeming love.
Rise, ye men of Israel, rise,
Now your routed foe pursue;
Shout his praises to the skies,
Who has conquer’d sin for you.
Jesus doth for you appear,
He his conquering grace affords;
Saves you, not with sword and spear,
For the battle is the Lord’s.
Earth and hell shall yet submit,
All his foes before him fall,
Death shall die beneath his feet,
And our God be all in all.
To the upright light arises,
Darkness soon gives place to day;
While the man who truth despises,
And refuses to obey,
In a moment,
Cursed of God, shall melt away.
Therefore let us praise Jehovah,
Sound his glorious name on high,
Sing his praises, and moreover
By our actions magnify
Our Redeemer,
Who by blood has brought us nigh.
Full oft the clouds of deepest woe,
So sweet a message bear,
Dark though they seem, ’twere hard to find
A frown of anger there.
It needs our hearts be wean’d from earth,
It needs that we be driven,
By loss of every earthly stay,
To seek our joys in heaven.
For we must follow in the path
Our Lord and Saviour run;
We must not find a resting-place
Where he we love had none.
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