A greater than Solomon is here.”

1 Kings 10:1-13

1 Kings 10:1

Far off as she was, the glory of Solomon reached her, and she was moved to visit him, not only out of curiosity to behold his splendour, but from religious motives, that she might know more concerning the name of the Lord. Alas, there are thousands who show no interest in Jesus, though he is near them, and his gospel is preached in their streets. Sad is it that Solomon should attract a stranger so far away, and Jesus should be neglected by those who are near.

1 Kings 10:3

When sinners come to Jesus he will solve all their difficult questions, and both reveal and remove all their secret disquietudes. He is ever ready to communicate of his wisdom to all who come unto him, and they shall never in any instance find that their difficulties surpass his skill.

1 Kings 10:4-9

In like manner, although the gospel report concerning King Jesus greatly extols him, yet the experience of the believer discovers in him a wealth of grace and goodness which no tongue could have expressed. Jesus must be personally realized by each one of us, or we shall never know him. O that many who now despise the Redeemer would see him for themselves, they would at once change their indifference into adoration.

1 Kings 10:10

Even so, when a heart truly knows King Jesus it brings tribute to him. Nothing is too good, too costly, too precious for Jesus. If we could lay the whole world at his feet, it would be “a present far too small.”

1 Kings 10:13

We may also confidently add that our Lord Jesus will be in no ones debt; for all that we can possibly give to him he will make a hundredfold return, yea, he will grant us whatsoever we ask, he will give us the desire of our heart.

Matthew 12:42

Matthew 12:42

The queen of Sheba came from far, with great difficulty, running great risks; and yet the mass of mankind are utterly careless about a greater than Solomon, and will scarcely cross the streets to see Jesus, who has power to bless them eternally.

 

Jerusalem the golden,

With milk and honey blest,

Beneath thy contemplation

Sink heart and voice oppressed:

I know not, oh I know not

What joys await us there:

What radiancy of glory,

What bliss beyond compare!

 

They stand, those halls of Sion,

Conjubilant with song,

And bright with many an angel,

And all the martyr throng:

The Prince is ever in them,

The daylight is serene;

The pastures of the blessèd

Are deck’d in glorious sheen.

 


Let us pray, the Lord is willing,

Ever waiting, prayer to hear;

Ready, his kind words fulfilling,

Loving hearts to help and cheer.

 

Let us pray! our God with blessing

Satisfies the praying soul;

Bends to hear the heart’s confessing,

Moulding it to his control.

 

Let us pray! our life is praying;

Prayer with time alone may cease:

Then in heaven, God’s will obeying,

Life is praise and perfect peace.

 


As apple trees among the trees

Of all the wood appear,

So my Beloved ‘mongst the sons

Is beautiful and dear.

 

I sat down under his shadow,

Sat down with great delight,

His fruit was sweet unto my taste

And pleasant to my sight.

 

He brought me to his banquet house,

His banners o’er me move;

Stay me with flagons, comfort me,

For I am sick of love.

 


He’s chiefest amongst ten thousand

The fairest of the fair,

His head like gold is glorious,

Like clouds his raven hair.

 

His body is like bright iv’ry

With sapphires overlaid,

His limbs are as marble -pillars

In golden sockets stayed.

 

His countenance as Lebanon,

His mouth as cedars moved,

Yea! he’s altogether lovely!

This, this is my Beloved!

 

This is my friend, if him ye find,

Where’er your footsteps rove,

Say, daughters of Jerusalem,

That I am sick of love.

 


Judah! lo thy royal Lion,

Reigns on earth a conquering King:

Come, ye ransom’d tribes of Zion,

Love’s abundant offerings bring;

 

There behold him,

And his ceaseless praises sing.

King of kings! let earth adore him,

High on his exalted throne;

 

Fall ye nations, fall before him,

And his righteous sceptre own:

All the glory

Be to him, and him alone!

 

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