1543. The Sheep Before The Shearers

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Charles Spurgeon expounds on Isaiah 53:7.

A Sermon Delivered On Sunday Evening, By C. H. Spurgeon, At The Metropolitan Tabernacle, Newington. *1/30/2013

Just as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he does not open his mouth. [Isa 53:7]

1. It is very suggestive of the way in which our Lord Jesus took the sinner’s place that we are here in the context compared to sheep: “All we like sheep have gone astray,” and then he who comes to take our place is compared to a sheep also, — “Just as a sheep before her shearers is dumb.” It is wonderful how complete was the interchange of positions between Christ and his people, so that what they were that he became, in order that what he is they may become. See how closely he became like his brethren? I can very well understand how we should be like the sheep and he to the shepherd; but I should never have dared to coin the comparison which compares him to a sheep. I dare try to explain, but I should never have dared to utter it if I had not found it here. To compare the Son of the Highest to a sheep would have been unpardonable presumption had not his own Spirit employed the condescending metaphor.

2. Though the emblem is very gracious, it is by no means novel, for our Lord had been long before Isaiah’s day typified in the lamb of the Passover. To call him “the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world,” is a very frequent mode of explaining to us how he made expiation for our transgressions: and indeed even in his glory he is the Lamb in the midst of the throne, before whom angels and the redeemed are bowing. I delight to bring before your minds the singular communion between yourselves and Jesus: you “like sheep,” and he “as a sheep”; you like sheep in your wanderings, he like a sheep in his patience; you most like sheep — I mean myself and you — most like sheep for foolishness, but he is only like a sheep for the sweet submissiveness of his Spirit, so that beneath the shearer’s hand “He does not open his mouth.”

3. I. I will not keep you with any preface, but invite you to consider, first, OUR SAVIOUR’S PATIENCE, under the metaphor of a sheep before her shearers. Let us view our Lord’s patience by the help of the Holy Spirit.

4. I do not think I will preach to you, but I will set before you as open a window as I can, and ask you to look in, and behold the Lamb of God. Our Lord was brought to the slaughter, and brought in another sense by another metaphor to the shearers: to the slaughter so that he might die; to the shearers so that he might be shorn of his comfort, and of his honours, shorn even of his good name, and shorn at last of life itself. While he was before the slaughtermen he was quiet as a lamb that is led: when he was under the shearers he was as silent as a sheep that lies to be shorn. You know the story of how patient he was before Pilate, and Herod, and Caiaphas, and on the cross. You have no record of his groaning, or of his uttering any exclamation as though impatient of the pain and shame which he received at the hands of wicked men; you do not have one bitter word, one harsh speech. Pilate cries, “Do you not answer anything? Behold how many things they witness against you”; and Herod is bitterly disappointed, for he expected to see some miracle performed by him. All that he does say is like the bleating of a sheep, only so infinitely more full of meaning. He utters sentences likes these: “For this purpose I was born, and came into the world, so that I might bear witness to the truth,” and, “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” He is all patience and silence.

5. Now remember, first, that our Lord was dumb and did not open his mouth against his adversaries, and did not accuse one of them of cruelty or injustice. They slandered him, but he did not reply; false witnesses arose, but he did not answer them. He did not say, like Paul, “God shall strike you, you whited wall.” I am not going to condemn Paul, but I certainly am not going to commend him. In contrast with the Master how differently he behaves! Jesus does not let fall a word against anyone, though they are doing everything that malice can invent against him. For Pilate he even makes a half apology, “He who delivered me to you has the greater sin.” One would have thought he must have spoken when they spat in his face. Might he not have said, “Friend, why are you doing this? For which of all my works do you insult me?” But the time for such expostulations was over. When they struck him on the face with the palms of their hands, it would not have been unusual if he had said, “Why do you strike me so?” But no; he does not speak. He brings no accusation to his Father. He only had to have lifted his eye to heaven, or to have felt a wrathful wish, and legions of angels would have chased out the ribald soldiers; one flash of a seraph’s wing and Herod would have been eaten by worms, and Pilate would have died the death he well deserved as an unjust judge. The hill of the cross might have become a volcano’s mouth to swallow up the whole multitude who stood there jesting and jeering at him: but no, nothing of the kind, there was no display of power, or rather there was so great a display of power over himself that he did not use his might against his bitterest foes; he restrained Omnipotence itself with a strength which can never be measured, for his mighty love availed even to restrain divine wrath. He kept back the natural indignation which must have come over his spirit against the injustice, the falsehood, the shameful malice of his foes; he held it all back, and was patient, meek, silent to the end.

6. Again, just as he did not utter a word against his adversaries, so he did not say a word against any one of us. You remember how Zipporah said to Moses, “Surely a bloody husband you are to me,” as she saw her child bleeding; and surely Jesus might have said to his church, “You are a costly spouse to me, to bring me all this shame and blood-shedding.” But he gives liberally, he opens the very fountain of his heart, and he does not upbraid. He had counted on the uttermost expenditure, and endured the cross, despising the shame.

   This was compassion like a God,
      That when the Saviour knew
   The price of pardon was his blood,
      His pity ne’er withdrew.

7. No doubt he looked across the ages; for that eye of his was not dim, even when bloodshot on the tree, and he might have looked at your indifference and mine, at our coldness of heart, and unfaithfulness, and he might have left on record some such words as these: “I am suffering for those who are utterly unworthy of my regard; their love will be a very poor return for mine. Though I give my whole heart for them, how lukewarm is their love for me! I am sick of them, I am weary of them, and it is woe to me that I should be laying down my heart’s blood for such a worthless race as my people are.” But there is not a hint of such a feeling, not a trace of it. He is dumb before the shearers. They shear away everything from him, they strip him to the last rag, until, as he hangs upon the tree, he says, “I can count all my bones, they look and stare upon me,” and yet he does not murmur against our cruel sins. He was stripped because we were naked, that he might cover our nakedness, and yet he makes no complaint against us, nor utters a single syllable by way of regret that he had entered upon so severe an enterprise, and that he was paying so heavy a price. No. “For the joy that was set before him he endured the cross, despising the shame,” and not a syllable is uttered that looks like murmuring, or wishing that he had not begun the work.

8. And again, just as there was not a word against his adversaries, nor a word against you nor me, so there was not a word against his Father or of repining at the severity of the punishment of our sin. You know how Cain said, “My punishment is greater than I can bear,” and yet to me he seems to have been treated with strange leniency, that first red-handed man. Sometimes you and I have cried, when under a comparatively light grief, “Surely my grief cannot be weighed in the scales, nor measured in the balances.” We have thought ourselves hard done by. We have dared to cry out against God, “My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; not for any injustice in my hands: also my prayer is pure.” But not so the Saviour; in his mouth were no complaints. Yet it is quite impossible for us to conceive how the Father pressed and bruised him. How often did that olive press revolve; how was the screw tightened again and again and again, to bring the stones together, to bruise out of him his very life! “It pleased the Lord to bruise him; he has put him to grief.” He alone of all mankind could truly say, “All your waves and your billows have gone over me”; yet there is not a complaint, for “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” is a cry of grief, but it is not a cry of repining. It shows manhood in its weakness, but not manhood in revolt. There is the cry of grief, but there is not the voice of rebellion there, nor even of despair. We have the Lamentations of Jeremiah, but where are the lamentations of Jesus? Jesus wept, and Jesus sweated great drops of blood, but he never murmured nor felt rebellion in his heart.

9. Beloved, I feel as if I could not preach upon this, but ask you just to look in there, within the open door, and see Jesus like the lamb waiting in the butcher shop: not struggling, when the knife is at his throat, but waiting there to die, and dying with his own consent; laying down his life willingly for our sakes. Look again, and see your Lord and Saviour lying down stretched out in passive resignation beneath the shearers, as they take away everything that is dear to him, and yet he does not open his mouth. I see in this, in Christ our Lord, complete submission. He gives himself up; there is no reserve about it. The sacrifice did not need binding with cords to the horns of the altar. How different from your case and mine! He stands there willing to suffer, to be spit upon, to be shamefully entreated, and to die, for in him there was a complete surrender. There was no reserve about his body, soul, or spirit. He was wholly given up to do the Father’s will, and work out our redemption. There was a complete self-conquest, too. In him no faculty arose to plead for liberty, and ask to be exempted from the general strain; no limb of the body, no portion of the mind, no faculty of the spirit rebelled, but all submitted: a whole Christ giving up his whole being to God, that he might perfectly offer himself without spot for our redemption.

10. There was not only self-conquest, but there was a complete absorption in his work. The sheep, lying there, thinks no more of the pastures, it just gives itself up to the shearer. And Christ forsook his Father so that he might be one flesh with us; that was at the very first, and therefore he came here and was joined to us at Bethlehem. He kept up the union to the end, and hence he was one with us in death. The zeal of God’s house did eat him up in Pilate’s hall as well as everywhere else, for there he witnessed a good confession. He had no thought except for the clearing of the divine honour, and the salvation of God’s elect. His powers were concentrated into one desire, and the passion of love for men made his heart hot within him until it melted and ran out in a stream of love and blood. Oh, brethren, I wish we could always get to this, to submit our whole spirit to God, to resign ourselves completely, to learn self-conquest, and then the delivering up of conquered self entirely to God: the absorption of it all in one desire, the burning up of the sacrifice until it should be like Elijah’s sacrifice on Carmel, when the fire came down from heaven, and consumed not only the young bull, but the wood and the stones of the altar, and licked up the water that was in the trenches, and the whole sacrifice went up in one vast cloud of fire and smoke to heaven, a whole burnt offering to the living God. This is just what one could wish might happen to us, even as it happened to the Lord’s Christ on that day.

11. The wonderful serenity and submissiveness of our Lord are still better illustrated by our text, if it is indeed true that sheep in the east are even more docile than with us. Those who have seen the noise and roughness of many of our washings and shearings will hardly believe the testimony of that ancient writer Philo Judaeus when he affirms that the sheep came voluntarily to be shorn. He says: “Wooly rams laden with thick fleeces put themselves into his hands [the shepherd’s] to have their wool shorn, being so accustomed to pay their yearly tribute to man, their king by nature. The sheep stands in a silent inclining posture, unconstrained under the hand of the shearer. These things may appear strange to those who do not know the docility of the sheep, but they are true.”

12. II. Thus I have very feebly indeed set before you, dear friends, the patience of our beloved Master. Now I want you to follow me, in the second place, to VIEW OUR OWN CASE UNDER THE SAME METAPHOR AS WHAT IS USED IN REFERENCE TO OUR LORD.

13. Did I not begin by saying that because we were sheep he condescends to compare himself to a sheep? Now, just go back again. Our Lord was a sheep under the shearers, and as he is so are we also in this world. Though we shall never be offered up like a lamb in the temple by way of expiation, yet the saints for ages were the flock of slaughter, as it is written, “For your sake we are killed all the day long, we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter!” Jesus sends us out as sheep in the midst of wolves, and we are to regard ourselves as living sacrifices, ready to be offered up. I dwell, however, more particularly upon the second symbol: we can go, and do go, as sheep under the shearers’ hands. I want to speak to you a little tonight about this metaphor, as I have no doubt it has been accomplished in the lives of many present here, and may perhaps be accomplished at this present time, and in future days in the rest of you.

14. Just as a sheep is taken by the shearer, and its wool is all cut off, so does the Lord take his people and shear them, taking away all their comforts at times, all their earthly comforts, and leaving them bear as shorn sheep. I wish when it came to our turn to undergo this shearing operation it could be said of us as of our Lord, “As a sheep before her shearers, so he does not open his mouth.” I fear that we open our mouths a great deal, and make no end of complaint. But now to the metaphor. We need to be reconciled to the shearing process, and to that end I shall speak at this time.

15. First, remember that a sheep rewards its owner for all his care and trouble by being shorn. There is nothing else that I know of that a sheep can do. It yields food when it is killed, but while it is alive the one payment that the sheep can make to the shepherd is to yield its fleece in due season. And so, dear friends, a sheep, if it were intelligent, might well be reconciled to be shorn because it would say, “The shepherd deserves to be rewarded for his pains, and so I am content to go down to the shearing house, to yield my fleece that he may be repaid.” Some of God’s people can give to Christ a tribute of gratitude by active service, and they should do so gladly every day of their lives; but many others cannot do much in active service, and about the only reward they can give to their Lord is to give up their fleece by suffering when he calls upon them to suffer; submissively yielding to be shorn of their personal comfort when the time comes for patient endurance. And notice that those who serve Christ actively ought to feel that what they do in that way is all too little, and if they can supplement it by passive service, by yielding themselves to be shorn as others are, they ought to rejoice that in this way they can demonstrate to Christ all the more abundant gratitude for what he has done for them.

16. Here comes the shearer; he takes the sheep and begins to cut, cut, cut, cut, taking away the wool wholesale. Affliction is often used as the big shears. The husband is taken away, or perhaps the wife, little children are taken away, property is taken away, health is taken away. Sometimes the shears even cut off your good name; slander comes, everything seems to come and remove your consolations, until all comforts vanish. Well, this is your shearing time, and it may be that you are not able to glorify God to any very large extent except by undergoing this process; and if this is the fact, do you not think that you and I, like good sheep of Christ, should surrender cheerfully and say, “I lay myself down with this intention, that you should take from me anything and everything, and do what you wish with me; for I am not my own, I am bought with a price, and so I would cheerfully yield to anything by which you may get some honour out of me. You great Shepherd of the sheep, clip and shear me as you wish as long as you see some kind of return for all your tender care and bitter woe.”

17. Notice that the sheep itself is benefitted by the operation of shearing. Before they begin to shear the sheep the wool is long and old, and every bush that catches it, every thistle with which it gets entangled, every briar that it passes by, tears off a bit of the wool, and the sheep looks ragged and forlorn. If the wool were left on it when the heat of summer came it would not able to bear itself, it would be so overloaded with clothing that it would be as we ourselves are when we have kept on our borrowed wool, our flannels and broadcloths, too long. After the heat of summer has come we have to throw off our thick clothes: we cannot bear them; so the sheep is the better for losing its wool, it would become a hindrance to it and not a comfort if it could retain it. So brethren, when the Lord shears us, we do not like the operation any more than the sheep do; but first, it is for his glory, and secondly, it really is for our benefit, and therefore we are bound most willingly to submit. There are many things which we should have liked to have kept which, if we had kept them, would not have proved to be blessings, but curses. Remember, a stale blessing is a curse. The bronze serpent preserved as a relic became a snare to the people until it was broken up and called Nehushtan, a piece of bronze. The manna, though it came from heaven, was only good as long as God’s command made it a blessing, but when they kept it past its due time it bred worms and stank, and then it was no blessing. I believe that many people if they could would keep their blessings stinking in the house until they filled their cupboards with worms. But God will not have it so. Up to a certain point for you to be wealthy was a blessing; it would not have been a blessing any longer, and so the Lord took your riches away. Up to that point your child was a blessing, but he would have been no longer so, and therefore he fell sick and died. You may not be able to see it, but it must certainly be, that God, when he withdraws a blessing from his people, takes it away because it would not be a blessing any longer. Remember this text, “No good thing will I withhold from those who walk uprightly,” and if that is true, then this is true, “No really good thing will I take away from those who walk uprightly,” for that is something more than withholding.

18. When the wool goes, it is because the sheep does not really need it, it is better without it. Mr. Jonatt, who has written about sheep, tells us, “As the spring advances the old wool is no longer needed to defend the animal from the cold, and it becomes, from its weight and its warmth, a nuisance rather than a comfort.” When the Lord Jesus Christ sends affliction and trial to shear us, while we hope to glorify him in the process, it is also good for us that we should have it cut away. Though we do not like it at the time, it is working out our lasting good.

19. You who know something about sheep will remember that before sheep are shorn they are always washed. Were you ever present at the scene when they drive them down to the brook, to the place where they have dammed up the stream to make a pool for washing? There the men stand in rows, while the shepherd stands in the water breast deep. The sheep are driven down, and the men seize them, throw them into the water, keeping their faces above water, and swill them around and around and around to wash the wool before they clip it off. You see them come out on the other side frightened to death, poor things, wondering whatever is coming, no doubt under the impression that they are going to be drowned, and when they escape they stand bleating on the other shore as one by one they finish their swim. I want to suggest to you, brethren, that whenever a trial threatens to overtake you, before it actually arrives you should ask the Lord to sanctify you. If he is going to clip the wool, ask him to wash it before he takes it off; ask to be cleansed in spirit, soul, and body. That is a very good custom Christian people have of asking a blessing on their meals before they eat. Do you not think it is even more necessary to ask a blessing on our troubles before we get into them? Here is your dear child likely to die; will you not, dear parents, meet together and ask God to bless the death of that child, if it is to happen? Here are things going badly in business: would it not be a good thing to hold a special meeting in the family, and ask God to bless your declining business to you? There is a bad crop; the harvest fails; would it not be good to say, “Lord, sanctify this poverty, this loss, this year’s bad harvest: cause it to be a means of grace for us. The evil is coming, and before it comes we would ask a blessing on it.” Why not ask a blessing on the cup of bitterness as well as upon the cup of thanksgiving? Ask to be washed before you are shorn, and if the shearing must come, let that be your chief concern. “Lord, if you are coming to take my wool, make it clean before you take it: wash what you take, and wash me also, and I shall be clean; yes, wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.”

20. After the washing, and the sheep has dried, the sheep actually loses what was its comfort. It is thrown down, and you see the shearers; you wonder about them and pity the poor sheep. The sheep is losing what was its comfort. It will happen to you that you shall lose what is your comfort. Will you remember this? Because the next time you receive a fresh comfort you must say, this is a loan. Oh sheep, there is no wool on your back except what will come off; child of God, there is no comfort in your possession except what will either leave you, or you will leave it. Nothing is our own except our God. “Why,” one says, “not even our sin?” That was our own, I admit that, but Jesus has taken that upon himself, and we call it our own no more. There is nothing that is our own except our God, and there is no blessing that we have except what, when the Lord sends it to us, it is on the agreement that we shall have it only for a time. It is held on lease, terminable at the will of the Lord. We foolishly consider that our mercies belong to us, and when the Lord takes them away we half grumble. If you borrow anything from a neighbour, you ought not to send it back with tears, or say, “I am sorry you recall it.” A loan, they say, should go laughing home, and so should what God loans us. We should rejoice. He gives, and blessed be his name, he takes only what he gave; he does not take to himself anything of ours, he takes to himself what he lent to us. All our possessions are only favours borrowed here to be returned immediately. So just as the sheep yields up its wool and loses its comfort, so must we yield up all our comforts one by one; or if they remain with us until we die, we shall part with them, then, we shall not take so much as one of them across the stream of death. Our spiritual riches are of another kind, and they are laid up already in heaven, but of all things here below we shall take not a thread with us.

21. The shearers, when they are taking the wool off the sheep, take care not to harm the sheep; they clip as close as they can, but they do not cut the skin. If possible they will not make a gash or a wound, or draw blood, even in the slightest degree. When they do make a gash, it is because the sheep does not lie still; but a careful shearer has bloodless shears. Of this Thomson sings in his Seasons, and the passage is so good an illustration of the whole subject that I will adorn my discourse with it:

   How meek, how patient, the mild creature lies!
   What softness in its melancholy face,
   What dumb complaining innocence appears!
   Fear not, ye gentle tribes! ’tis not the knife
   Of horrid slaughter that is o’er you waved;
   No, ’tis the tender swain’s well guided shears,
   Who having now, to pay his annual care,
   Borrow’d your fleece, to you a cumbrous load,
   Will send you bounding to your hills again.

Be sure that when the Lord is clipping and shearing us he will not harm us; he will take our comforts away, but he will not really injure us, or cause a wound to our spirits. Has he not said, “In the world you shall have tribulation, but in me you shall have peace?” If ever the shears do make us bleed, it is because we kick, because we struggle. If we were patient as the sheep, we should just lie still, and the process would give us very little pain. What pain there was would become delightful, since we had submitted ourselves entirely to the divine will. Pain grows into pleasure when you come to feel that God wills it; you are glad to suffer because he ordains you should. It is the kicking and the struggling that make the shearing work at all hard, but if we are dumb before the shearers no harm can come. The Lord may clip wonderfully close: I have known him to clip some very close, who did not seem to have a bit of wool left, for they were stripped entirely, just as Job was when he cried, “Naked I came out of my mother’s womb, and naked I shall return there,” but still he was able to add, “The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away, and blessed be the name of the Lord.”

22. You will notice about sheepshearing that the shearers always shear at a suitable time. It would be a very wicked, cruel, and unwise thing to begin sheepshearing in winter-time. There is a proverb which talks about God “tempering the wind to the shorn lamb.” It may be so, but it is a very wicked practice to shear lambs while winds need tempering. Sheep are shorn when it is warm, congenial weather, when they can afford to lose their fleeces, and are all the better for being relieved of them. As the summer comes on sheepshearing time comes. Have you ever noticed that whenever the Lord afflicts us he selects the best possible time? There is a prayer that he puts into his disciples’ mouths, “Pray that your flight is not in the winter”: the spirit of that prayer may be seen in the seasonableness of our sorrows. He will not send us our worst troubles at our worst times. I have frequently noticed, and I have treasured it up with gratitude, that when I have had strong inclinations to sin, the opportunity has not come; that if ever I have had opportunities of sinning temptingly put before me, then I have had no inward longing towards the sin. When the inward desire and the opportunity meet, that is a very dangerous case indeed, but the Lord keeps his people from that. So if you notice, if your soul is depressed the Lord does not send you a very heavy burden; but reserves such a load for times when you have had joy in the Lord, and that joy has been your strength. It has gotten to be a kind of feeling with us that when we have much delight a trial is near, but when sorrow thickens deliverance is approaching. The Lord does not send us two burdens at once, or if he does he sends double strength. It is an observation which I suppose no one would make except an Irishman, and I am not one, that you never knew the west wind blow when the east wind is troubling you. You never knew the wind blow from the north when it was blowing from the south. As a rule, except it is in a tornado or a cyclone, the wind blows from only one quarter. “He restrains his rough wind in the day of the east wind.” He knows how to prevent our suffering more tribulation than we can bear. He shears us, but not to injure us; he clips away the wool, but sends the congenial temperature so that we may be able to flourish under our loss. Let that be noted, and let God be thanked for it.

23. There is another thing to remember. When God takes away our mercies he is ready to supply us with more. It is with us as with the sheep, there is new wool coming. Whenever the Lord takes away our earthly comforts with one hand, one, two, three, he restores with the other hand, six, twelve, scores, a hundred; he takes away by spoonfuls, and he gives by carloads: we are crying and whining about the little loss, and yet it is necessary in order that we may be able to receive the great mercy. Yes, it will be so, we shall still have good reason for rejoicing, “joy comes in the morning.” There is always as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it, and when one set of favours is taken away there are more mercies to come. The great sea of divine love has bigger fish in it than we ever have taken out of it. If we have lost one position, there is another position for us; if we have been driven out of one place, there is still a refuge for us. God opens a second door when he shuts the first. If he takes away the manna, as he did from his people Israel, it is because there is the grain of Canaan for them to live on. If the water of the rock did not follow the tribes any longer, it was because they could drink from the Jordan, and from the brooks that flowed in that land of hills and valleys. Yes, there is new wool coming; therefore do not fret at the shearing. I have given these thoughts in brief, so that we may come to this last word.

24. III. Let us, in the third place, endeavour to IMITATE THE EXAMPLE OF OUR BLESSED LORD WHEN OUR TURN COMES TO BE SHORN. Let us be dumb before the shearers, submissive, motionless, even as he was.

25. I have been giving, in everything I have said, a reason for doing so. I have shown that it glorifies God, rewards the Shepherd, and benefits ourselves. I have shown that he measures and tempers our affliction, and sends the trial at the right time. I have shown you in many ways that we are wise to submit ourselves as the sheep does to the shearer, and the more completely we do so the better. Oh, brethren, we shall be happy when we have finished with self: it will all be well with us whatever we may have gone through, when we learn that verse of Toplady’s:

   Sweet to lie passive in thy hand,
   And know no will but thine.

I know we struggle a good deal, and we make excuses for struggling. Sometimes we say, “Oh, this is so painful, I cannot be patient! I could have borne anything else; but not this.” When a father is going to correct his child does he select something that is pleasant? Oh dear no. The painfulness of the chastisement is the essence of it, and even so the bitterness of your sorrow will be a blessing to you. By the blueness of the wound the heart will be made better. Do not rebel because your trial seems strange. It is as good as saying, “If I have it all my own way I will not rebel, but if everything does not please me I will not endure it.” Sometimes we complain because of our great weakness. “Lord, if I were stronger I would not mind this heavy loss; I am like a sere leaf driven by the tempest.” But who is to be the judge of the suitability of your trial? You or God? Since the Lord judges this trial to be suitable to your weakness, depend upon it, it is so. Lie still, lie still, lie quite still! “Alas,” you say, “my grief comes from the most cruel quarter; this trouble did not arise directly from God, it came through my cousin or my brother, who ought to have treated me with gratitude. I could have borne it if it had not come in that way; it was not an enemy, then I could have borne it.” Then let me tell you it is not a traitor after all. God is at the bottom of all your tribulation — look through the second causes to the great First Cause. It is a great mistake when we fret over the human instrument which strikes us, and forget the hand which uses the rod. If I strike a dog with a stick, he bites my stick — that is because he is stupid; if he thought a little he would bite me, or else take the blow and bow in obedience. Now, you must not begin biting the stick. After all, it is God who uses that staff, though it is made of ebony or of blackthorn. It is good to be finished with all this picking and choosing, and to leave the whole matter in the hand of infinite wisdom. A sweet singer has put this matter very prettily, let me quote the lines: — 

   But when my Lord did ask me on what side
            I were content,
   The grief whereby I must be purified,
            To me was sent.
   As each imagined anguish did appear,
            Each withering bliss
   Before my soul, I cried, “Oh! spare me here,
            Oh, no, not this!”
   Like one that having need of, deep within,
            The surgeon’s knife,
   Would hardly bear that it should graze the skin,
            Though for his life.
   Nay, then, but he, who best doth understand
            Both what we need,
   And what can bear, did take my case in hand,
            Nor crying heed.

26. This is the pith of my sermon: oh sheep, yield yourself, yield yourself! Oh believer, yield yourself, lie passive, lie passive, do not struggle! There is no use in struggling, for our great Shearer, if he intends to shear, will do it; if he intends to send us trials and troubles he will not spare for our crying, he will not heed our whining, he will do his will and carry out his purpose. What is the good, therefore, of rebellion? Did I not say just now that the sheep, by struggling, might be cut by the shears? So you and I, if we struggle against God, we shall get two troubles instead of one, and after all there is not half so much trouble in a trouble as there is in our kicking against the trouble. The eastern plowman when he ploughs has a goad, and pokes the ox to make it move along; he does not harm it much, but suppose the ox flings out the moment it touches him, he drives the goad into himself, and bleeds. So it is with us, if we kick out against divine providences we shall get a severe wound, much more than was ever necessary; we shall endure much more pain than would have come if we had yielded to the divine will. What is the use of kicking and struggling then, you fretful ones? You cannot make one hair white or black. You who are troubled, rest with us, for you cannot make shower or shine, rain or fine weather, with all your groaning. Did you ever bring a penny into the till by fretting, or put a loaf on the table by complaint, or get a shilling in your pocket by murmuring? Murmuring is wasted breath, and fretting is wasted time. But to lie still in the hand of God brings a blessing to the soul. I wish myself that I could be more quiet, calm, and self-possessed, but an active mind is apt to turn upon itself to its own wounding, when all the cares of a church and a great work press heavily. I long to cry habitually, “Lord, do what you will, when you will, as you will with me, your servant: appoint me honour or dishonour, wealth or poverty, sickness or health, exhilaration or depression, and I will take all very gladly from your hand.” A man is not far from the gates of heaven when he is fully submissive to the Lord’s will. Though heaven is uphill the road to it is downhill, and when a man has gone down so much that he is dead to self, he is not far from entering into that eternal life where God shall be all in all, in bliss for ever and ever. You who have been shorn have, I hope, received a word of comfort tonight through the ever-blessed Spirit of God. May God bless it to you. Oh that the sinner, too, would submit himself to God, yield himself up, and rebel no longer! Submit yourselves to God, let every thought be brought into captivity to him, and the Lord send his blessing, for Christ’s sake. Amen.

[Portion Of Scripture Read Before Sermon — Isa 53]
[See Spurgeon_Hymnal “The Christian, Privileges, A Happy Portion — ‘Say Ye To The Righteous, It Shall Be Well With Him’ ” 758]
[See Spurgeon_Hymnal “The Christian, Privileges, Support in Affliction — Affliction Leading To Glory” 752]
[See Spurgeon_Hymnal “The Christian, Patience and Resignation — ‘He Shall Choose Our Inheritance For Us’ ” 703]

To The Readers Of The Sermons

Nightingale Lane, Belham, June 21, 1880.

Dear Friends,

The first stones of the Girls’ Orphanage at Stockwell will be laid tomorrow, June 22. The buildings will consist of houses for 250 children, and schools above them. The contract is for £11,100, but extras occur in most construction, and there may be some in this case, though they will be as few as possible. Already we have at this date about £7,000, and if the Lord shall continue to move the hearts of other sermon readers as some have been moved, the remainder will come in with a joyous bound. I am greatly cheered by the hundreds of loving letters which I have received: an abundant reward for all the toil of preparing these sermons for the press. This orphanage work is not a labour for myself, even in the least degree, but for poor widows and orphans, and therefore I with boldness ask God’s servants who are profited by the sermons to unite with me in it. When this part of our enterprise is carried out there will be a dining hall, infirmary, &c. to build, and then there will be 500 children to keep. Help one, help all, help often, if you feel it to be a worthy cause. In any case the Lord will not let his servant be ashamed or confounded when unselfishly bearing this blessed burden.

                      Your hearty friend,
                      C. H. Spurgeon

“The New Theology”

One of the most prominent preachers of the so-called “New Theology” has recently given fresh currency to the old Jewish idea that Isaiah 53 applies to the prophet Jeremiah! The following Sermons by C. H. Spurgeon, all upon various verses of this chapter, show what he thought about the matter: — 

[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 1075, “A Root out of a Dry Ground” 1066]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 1099, “The Man of Sorrows” 1090]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 3033, “Why Christ Is Not Esteemed” 3034]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 2499, “Christopathy” 2500]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 834, “The Universal Remedy” 825]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 1068, “A Simple Remedy” 1059]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 2000, “Healing by the Stripes of Jesus” 2001]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 2887, “A Dire Disease Strangely Cured” 2888]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 694, “Sin Laid on Jesus” 685]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 925, “Individual Sin Laid on Jesus” 916]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 1543, “The Sheep before the Shearers” 1543]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 173, “The Death of Christ” 166]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 561, “Expiation” 552]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 2186, “Our Expectation” 2187]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 2963, “Unmitigated Prosperity” 2964]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 458, “The Friend of Sinners” 449]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 1385, “Jesus Interceding for Transgressors” 1376]
[See Spurgeon_Sermons No. 2070, “Christ’s Connection with Sinners the Source of his glory.” 2071]


The Christian, Privileges, A Happy Portion
758 — “Say Ye To The Righteous, It Shall Be Well With Him”
1 What cheering words are these!
      Their sweetness who can tell?
   In time and to eternal days,
      ‘Tis with the righteous well.
2 Well, when they see his face,
      Or sink amidst the flood;
   Well in affliction’s thorny maze,
      Or on the mount with God.
3 ‘Tis well when joys arise,
      ‘Tis well when sorrows flow,
   ‘Tis well when darkness veils the skies,
      And strong temptations blow.
4 ‘Tis well when at his throne
      They wrestle, weep, and pray,
   ‘Tis well when at his feet they groan,
      Yet bring their wants away.
5 ‘Tis well when they can sing
      As sinners bought with blood,
   And when they touch the mournful string,
      And mourn an absent God.
6 ‘Tis well when on the mount
      They feast on dying love,
   And ‘tis as well in God’s account,
      When they the furnace prove.
                           John Kent, 1803.


The Christian, Privileges, Support in Affliction
752 — Affliction Leading To Glory
1 Often the clouds of deepest woe
      So sweet a message bear,
   Dark though they seem, ’twere hard to find
      A frown of anger there.
2 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.
3 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.
                        Caroline Fry, 1826?


The Christian, Patience and Resignation
703 — “He Shall Choose Our Inheritance For Us”
1 Thy way, not mine, oh Lord,
      However dark it be;
   Oh lead me by thine own right hand,
      Choose out the path for me.
2 Smooth let it be or rough,
      It will be still the best;
   Winding or straight it matters not,
      It leads me to thy rest.
3 I dare not choose my lot,
      I would not if I might;
   But choose thou for me, oh my God,
      So shall I walk aright.
4 Take thou my cup, and it
      With joy or sorrow fill;
   As ever best to thee may seem,
      Choose thou my good and ill.
5 Choose thou for me my friend,
      My sickness or my health;
   Choose thou my joys and cares for me,
      My poverty or wealth.
6 Not mine, not mine the choice,
      In things or great or small;
   Be thou my Guide, my Guard, my Strength,
      My Wisdom, and my All.
                  Horatius Bonar, 1856, a.

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