Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved, and thine house

Acts 16:25-40

The battle of Philippi was not over yet, the enemy were yet to be vanquished by those whom they had taken prisoner.

Acts 16:25

They turned, as one has well said, even a porch of death and a gate of hell into a sanctuary and a gate of heaven. With bleeding backs and in a comfortless posture they sang like angels, and made the grim walls ring again. No groans and moans were heard, but a nocturnal jubilate such as that dungeon never echoed with before.

Acts 16:26

Such an earthquake was evidently supernatural, and was a great wonder; but greater wonders were yet to come, for hearts were to be opened also.

Acts 16:27

Death, coupled with dishonour, would have been his doom. Desperate and frenzied, he was on the borders of hell; but grace plucked him as a brand from the burning.

Acts 16:28

Stricken with awe at the miracle, no prisoner left his cell. God can hold men in their places without bonds or bolts.

Acts 16:29-31

The answer was quickly given, and in a few words. Is salvation then so simple? Indeed it is! Have we believed, and have we obtained mercy for our house? If not, let us pray in faith.

Acts 16:32, 33

All his house believed and all were baptized. Here the apostles saw who it was that had said “Come over and help us.”

Acts 16:34

His faith brought forth fruit, which evidenced his change of heart, else this rough jailor would not so courteously have entertained his prisoners.

Acts 16:39

Paul sets us an example of claiming our civil rights when to do so will further justice and teach oppressors that they cannot violate laws as they like; yet this example must be followed cautiously, or else, like the apostle, we may appeal unto Cæsar, and lose more than we gain.

Acts 16:40

They did not leave the city at once, but called upon Lydia and relieved her mind with the recital of the work of God in the prison, and then, to prevent further tumult, they went on their way.

 

Just as I am—without one plea

But that thy blood was shed for me,

And that thou bidd’st me come to thee,

O Lamb of God, I come.

 

Just as I am—and waiting not

To rid my soul of one dark blot,

To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,

O Lamb of God, I come.

 

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