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2993. “That King Ahaz”

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No. 2993-52:301. A Sermon Delivered On Lord’s Day Evening, March 8, 1863, By C. H. Spurgeon, At The Metropolitan Tabernacle, Newington.

A Sermon Published On Thursday, June 21, 1906.

And in the time of his distress he trespassed even more against the LORD: this is that King Ahaz. {2Ch 28:22}

1. It is absolutely certain, dear friends, that whatever our personal characters may be, we shall have to know, by practical experience, the meaning of the word trouble. Saint or sinner, “man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.” The road to heaven is rough, and the path to hell is not always smooth. There are some tribulations which belong especially to the people of God, yet it is also true that “many sorrows shall be to the wicked.” If a man, trying to escape from sorrow, should take the wings of the morning, and fly to the uttermost parts of the sea, he would find that sorrow was even there on the sea. Should he go to the frozen regions of the North, he would find sorrow there, for there some of the fondest human hopes have been wrecked. Let him journey to the sultry South, and trouble shall pursue him there, for plagues, fevers, and miasma haunt that region, and the gates of death are near. Until we mount to heaven, we shall never be able to escape from sorrow and sighing; only there shall we obtain joy and gladness, when our sombre companions shall have fled away for ever.

2. Since, then, dear friends, the stream of sorrow is here, and we cannot make it flow in any other direction, what shall we do with it? Let us try to put it to profitable uses; let us lift up our heart in prayer to God that all our sorrows may be sanctified, that, with all other things, they may work together for our lasting good, and that we, who are the children of God, may be perfected in the image of Christ according to the divine purpose. Let us remember, however, that sorrow will not in itself be beneficial to us. It is possible to endure afflictions on earth, and afterwards to endure eternal damnation in hell. Sinners may go from beds of languishing to beds of flame, from toil and poverty here to torment and all despair hereafter. There is nothing at all in sorrow that can burn out sin; there is no power in human suffering to remove the wrath of God.

3. I. I shall begin my discourse with this very simple remark, that, IN THEIR TIMES OF DISTRESS, GOD’S PEOPLE HAVE OFTEN FOUND VERY GREAT PROFIT.

4. Suffering is one of the things which is written in the covenant of grace as a blessing. The rod was promised to us when we became the children of God, and we cannot escape it; and I think the poet Cowper was right when he said that “the true-born child of God” would not escape it if he might. The distress of believers when it is sanctified to them, loosens their hold on this world. Trials cut the ropes which fasten our souls to earthly things, and so enable us to mount; they file the chains which, as on the eagle’s foot, will not let her spread her wings, and soar upward towards the sun. Trouble, like a sharp spade, digs up the earth that is around our roots, and then we produce all the more fruit. Were it not for the thorns in our nest, we should be so content with its soft lining that we should sit in it until we died; but the sharp thorns prick our breasts, and then we turn our eye aloft, and learn to try our wings, ready for the time when they shall have fully grown and we shall mount to joys above.

5. Afflictions also are often to the benefit of believers in leading them to search for sin. Our trials should be search-warrants, sent to us from God that we may search and find out the secret evil that is within us, the offence that we have hidden, the lie that is in our right hand. You know, beloved, that it is not an easy thing to bring us to self-examination. We are afraid of it; we are too apt to take things as they seem to be, without testing and trying them to see what they really are; but when the consolations of God grow small with us, then we say, “Is there any secret sin within us?” A rough wind blows through the forest, and the rotten branches creak, and are torn from the oak, otherwise they would have become a nest for all kinds of destructive insects, and a source of decay for the whole tree. So, our afflictions often drive away some besetting sins, some darling propensities, which otherwise we might have carried in our bosom until they had done us grievous damage.

6. Do you not also know, dear friends, how trials give new life to prayer? Do we ever pray so well as when we feel the prickings of our Father’s sword? He never wounds us so severely as to kill us, but he does sometimes just gently probe us to wake us up from our lethargy. Oh, what fervent prayers we offer when in the furnace; and I may add, oh, what grateful songs we sing when we come out! There is more life, I do think, in one’s piety in times of sorrow than at any other time. I do not wish to be laid aside from pulpit labour, but I must confess that I have often felt unusual spiritual power when coming up to preach to you after a time of sickness; and there have been times when I have heard some of you say, “Our minister speaks more sweetly now than he did before he was laid aside.” Yes, the olives must go into the press if the oil is to be squeezed out of them, and the grapes must be trodden on with loving feet before the wine flows out from them. The file must be used on us to bring out the true quality of the metal. There is no hope that we shall ever be made into the much fine gold unless we are often put into the crucible, and unless that crucible is put into the midst of the glowing coals. So I say that we get much good from our trials.

7. Have you not also found, dear friends, that trials make your faith grow stronger? We, who are only striplings in the Lord’s army, enlist very readily; we put the colours in our cap, and we think that we are going to do great things, — to stir up the Church, and to rout the world, the flesh, and the devil; but we soon find that we have to be drilled by the black sergeant, Affliction, and afterwards we have to march out to the battle of the warrior, “with confused noise, and garments rolled in blood”; and, eventually, after many a conflict, we become hardened veterans; and we, who might have turned our backs previously, if it had not been for trial, become bold as lions for the Lord our God. Brethren, there is no teaching, no ministry, even of the best-taught servant of God, that can do you such good as sanctified experience will. You must learn for yourselves; under that blessed school teacher, Mr. Affliction, you must study the sacred science of divinity; it is good to go to his school, for the lessons to be learned there are so beneficial. One of his scholars wrote, “Before I was afflicted I went astray: but now I have kept your word.”

8. We also get our sweetest comforts in the time of trouble. Do not mothers often give their children, in their times of sickness, tokens of love that they never give them when in health? I know that there are kisses of Jesus’ lips for his tried children that he does not give to those who are without trial. “He shall gather the lambs with his arm, and carry them in his bosom”; then I would love to be a lamb, to ride so near to his heart; — “and shall gently lead those who are with young,” and it is good for us sometimes to feel those pains and weaknesses so that we may have more of the gentle leadings of the tender Shepherd. I think it was Rutherford who said that, when Christ put him down in the cellar of affliction, he knew that he kept his wine there, and he groped around until he found the bottles, and then he drank, and was revived. Ah, there is rich wine of comfort in the lowest cellars of affliction when Christ puts us down there; even the joys of heaven will be all the sweeter because of our experiences of trial here, where we often sing, —

          Sweet affliction
    Thus to bring my Saviour near.

Christ is superlatively sweet to us, and the next sweetest thing in all the world is Christ’s dear cross. He is himself most precious; but next to the kisses of his lips are the blows, the love-pats of his pierced hand.


10. Frequently I have heard a story of this kind from a man who has passed the prime of life, whose clothes bear evidence though he still looks respectable, that he is one who has seen many sorrows and trials, and who carries on his brow the marks of the ploughshare of grief. He has come to unite in fellowship with the church, and he begins telling the story of his conversion, which is something like this: — “I was once a flourishing tradesman; I had a large business, and was a wealthy man; but, alas! I was foolish; worse than that, I was wicked; I squandered my time, I delighted in the ways of sin, and became a profligate. My companions thought me generous, and I did not wish to be less than they thought me to be; so I wasted my substance in riotous living. My business suffered; and, at last, there came a crash. Everything I had went where everything must go when a man squanders his time and money as I squandered mine. I became poor; I had not previously known what it was to eat the bread of dependence, but I did eat it for a few months. Friends assisted me for a time, but they grew tired of doing so, and I was cast off by the world; and I felt, when anyone looked coldly at me, that I deserved it. I have been a fool, sir, I know that I have; but it was then, one cold, pitiless night, when there was only one place where I could find shelter for my head, — that place was the pauper’s last refuge; — it was then that I thought about my ways, and lifted my eyes to heaven, and breathed the prayer, ‘God be merciful to me a sinner.’ ” The man has told me that he blesses God for his poverty, for that was the means of bringing him to Christ; and since he has come to know the Lord, he has thought it a thousand mercies, that he was brought so very low, for if he had not been, his proud spirit would never have been broken, and he would never have been humbled before the Lord.

11. And some of you, my sisters, know that you have told me and the church your story. You were happy mothers in your households, but you did not fear the Lord; you had your children around you, and you and your husband took what you called “your pleasure” on the Sabbath day, for you had no fear of God before your eyes. But, eventually, one of your little ones was taken ill. You watched, with anxious care, the pale cheek as it grew still paler, but grim Death took your darling from you. Again his shafts flew, and a second one was taken, and your soul was melted because of heaviness. There is one here who had four children taken away in succession, until, at last, the mother’s agonized soul, bereaved of all earthly comfort, could go to no one else but Christ; and when she went to him, she found in him what was better than ten sons, — his love, his pardon, his acceptance, his free gift of eternal life.

12. Ah, brothers and sisters, there have been many who have, by a series of bereavements, through the sanctifying influence of the Holy Spirit, been brought to know the Lord. I need not take time to mention cases of which I am constantly hearing, and I believe that the black angel of distress has brought as many to Christ as the bright angel of tender mercy; in fact, if you look well at the black angel, as I have called him, you will see that he is not black, but extremely bright, for there is a gracious ministry in those loving sorrows, there is an angelic kindness in those loving cruelties (as some term them) by which God does sometimes brings hardened sinners to himself.

13. III. But now I come to the main point of my discourse, which is that, although distress is often blessed to God’s people, and is frequently sanctified to the conversion of sinners, our text is a notable proof that THERE IS NOTHING IN TRIAL ITSELF WHICH WILL NECESSARILY SOFTEN THE HEART, AND MAKE A MAN REPENT: “In the time of his distress he trespassed even more against the Lord: this is that King Ahaz.”

14. If further proof were needed that trouble, affliction, sickness, and familiarity with death necessarily softened the heart, then those people who have most to do with these things would have the tenderest hearts; but it is not so. Think of the men who have to deal with the dead. Where will you find anywhere, as a class, a more hardened set of men than undertakers often are? I know that anyone, who is well acquainted with them, must have observed how they joke over a corpse, and make mirth over the death of their fellow creatures, regarding a fever rather as a blessing which brings them employment than as a calamity which takes away the husband from the wife, or the parent from the children. I do not speak without my book in this case, and it is very much the same with other people. I think I said, one day, that, if a man or a woman were not converted before they became ushers at a church or a chapel, it was probable that they never would be converted, and I am still of the same opinion. I once said that I thought even reporters of sermons, if they did not know the Lord before they undertook that work, would very likely fail to get any good out of the sermon; and, therefore, it is always a great joy to me when I know that those who have any share in the preparation of the sermons with a view to their publication have experienced the power of the truth in their own hearts; so that, even while engaged in the mechanical operations connected with reporting and printing the sermons, their souls drink in something of the sweetness of the truth which is afterwards to be read by others.

15. Probably, however, the truth of the text will be best illustrated by a scriptural example. Look at Pharaoh; was any man ever more troubled than he was? All the powers of land, and water, and sky united to plague him. It seemed as if all the frogs in the world had made Egypt their rendezvous; and the locusts, and the lice, and the flies, and the murrain, and the severe blains, and the hail, and the thick darkness; and though all these plagues came on Pharaoh, he still hardened his heart, and would not let the people go. Affliction did not soften him; on the contrary, it hardened him; and the case of Ahaz is another example of the same evil spirit, for the more trials came to him, the more he trespassed against the Lord. The children of Israel, too, though they were struck many times, yet revolted again and again. They were hunted by marauders, and delivered up to their enemies; their crops were devoured by locusts, famine and pestilence inflicted them, but, for all that, they did not turn to the Lord, but hardened their hearts against him, and were a stiff-necked generation, even as they are to this day.

16. However, I need not go on beating around the bush, for, if further proofs that sorrow does not necessarily soften are needed, there are plenty of such proofs here at this moment. There is that sailor over there, he knows that he is a great deal worse man than he was three or four years ago. He had more prickings of conscience then than he has now; yet it is not many months since he escaped from shipwreck. He thought the angry deep must surely swallow him up, so he cried to God in his time of trouble, and said, “Save me, oh God, for the waters have come into my soul!” God spared his life, but the trial he then endured had no beneficial effect on him; and, as I have said, he is a worse man now than he was years ago. Then there is that man over there, whose business has been declining; what effect has that had on him? Why he is growing harder and harder, and is even cursing God for what he calls his bad luck. In trying to improve his situation, he is only plunging deeper into the mire, and he will be head over heels in the morass, presently, unless the almighty grace of God shall deliver him. But the man is not softened in spirit by all that he has had to endure. What would have softened him had he been as wax has hardened him because his nature is like clay. May God still have mercy on him, for I plainly perceive that his trials by themselves will be of no use to him.

17. And you, too, who have come creeping out to this service; — you have been so ill that hospital after hospital has turned you away as incurable; the doctors say that nothing more can be done for you; and you have come limping in here, though you can scarcely keep your seat for weariness for you are very ill and weak; — yet, your proud spirit is as proud as though your ribs were made of iron and your heart were strong as steel. If you should be chastened any more, you would only revolt more and more. You have already been struck until your whole head is sick, and your whole heart is faint; from the crown of your head to the sole of your feet there is no soundness in you, for you have become, as the result of God’s chastisements, a mass of wounds, and bruises, and putrefying sores; yet still sin is as strongly entrenched within your soul as it ever was. What more shall the Lord do to you? Shall he give you up as hopeless? Shall he make you as Admah? Shall he set you as Zeboim? Shall he say concerning you, “He is joined to his idols; leave him alone?” What else remains to be done for you when all this affliction and trial will not break your heart!

18. I might go on pointing out you who are like King Ahaz, for my Master knows all about you, and he knows how to direct my tongue so that I shall describe you. I feel a great yearning of heart, the throes of strong convulsions in my soul over some of you who are here. I know that I have a special message from God for some whom I am now addressing; who and where they are, the Lord knows; I do not, but I pray that my message may now be accepted by them. As the Lord my God lives, before whom I stand, if you do not turn at his rebuke, oh soul, if this last affliction shall not humble you, he will dash you to pieces like a potter’s vessel, and break you with a rod of iron! “Turn, turn, for why will you die?” Why will you draw destruction down on your own head? Why will you stain your garments with your own blood? Why will you dash yourself to pieces on the bosses {a} of Jehovah’s buckler? Why will you run on the edge of his sword? Why will you leap into the fires of hell? Why will you ruin your souls for ever? Pause, I entreat you; a brother’s love asks you to pause. You, who are like “that King Ahaz” who, in the time of his distress, trespassed even more against the Lord, please stop and consider, lest, at your next step, your feet should hang over the awful darkness of the pit, and your soul be precipitated into the eternal depths!

19. So I have, I hope, come somewhat near the mark at which I am aiming, and I am getting to speak right home to those who have had afflictions and trials, but are growing worse, rather than better, notwithstanding all that has happened to them. I will turn from them to speak to some of you, who have the notion that you will repent and believe in Christ some day, but you will not repent and believe in Christ just yet. You have not made up your minds that you will go to hell; oh, no, you intend to be saved one of these days; you have not decided when it shall be; but, still, you do intend for it to happen one of these days. Your secret thought is that, one of these days, you will be obedient to the heavenly vision. You talk to yourselves in some such way as this, “I shall be laid aside one day, perhaps it may not be until I grow old; and when I am ill, I shall have time to think the matter over calmly and quietly. I have heard my friends say, concerning some who had lived very bad lives, that they hoped it was all right with them at the last; therefore, may I not hope that it will be all right with me?” Friend, I want to give you a warning word; perhaps my meeting you here, and talking especially to you for a little while, may be the means of your eternal salvation. What makes you imagine that a time of sickness is a suitable time for repentance? Do you not think that you will have quite enough to do to bear your pains of body, without having to think of the state of your soul? When your head is aching, you cannot properly attend even to your earthly business; so how can you hope to attend to your soul’s business when your head and your heart will both be aching? You find that your worldly concerns need a healthy mind and body to conduct them properly; so do you think that, when the mind is becoming weak through senile decay and physical infirmity, that then will be a fitting time to think of these momentous and eternal realities?

20. In many diseases, I believe that repentance and faith are scarcely possible, for some of them bring such a lethargy of spirit that the mind is hardly able to act at all. There are, doubtless, many people who are alive, but who, for all practical purposes, are dead long before they actually die. You know, too, how often the very thought of death is so harassing to an unbeliever that he can hardly think of sin. A murderer may repent that he has been brought to the gallows, yet not repent of the murder that brought him there; just as, on their death-bed, many repent of hell, but not of sin. I fear that, often, the sense of the wrath to come gets to be so vivid, and so real, that sin hardly comes into the reckoning; and remember, friend, that it is not repentance of hell that will save you, but repentance of sin; — not repentance of the punishment, but repentance of the evil deed itself, a sincere hatred of the very pleasure which sin would bring. Oh sirs, take my word for it, and I think that, if there were physicians here, they would certify that I am speaking the truth when I say that there are other things to do on your death-bed, than to talk about “making your peace with God.” I am uttering a solemn truth, but it is one that must be spoken; there may have been a few people who have been saved on a death-bed, but my own conviction is that they have been very, very, very, very, very few. We only read, in Scripture, of one who was saved at the last, — the dying thief on the cross, and it has been well said that there was one so that no one might despair, but only one so that no one might presume. I do not know that there ever was another besides the dying thief who was called by grace, at the eleventh hour; I repeat that I do not know this. I do not say that there have not been any, I hope there have been many, but I do not know it. I have no revelation concerning it, there is nothing in this blessed Book about it; only this I know, there was one, and therefore I hope there have been more; but since I only know of that one, I would warn you not to put any confidence in a repentance that may possibly come at the last. You may be saved on your death-bed; but I think there is every probability that you, who have loved sin for so long, will hug it to the last. I do not see any reason why you should turn your backs suddenly on your former course; if there is any such reason, let it operate on you now. Surely it should have as much force on your conscience, at this moment, while you are capable of weighing the whole matter calmly and deliberately, as it will have when you are tossing on your bed, and your judgment has lost a great part if not all of its former vigour. May God bring you to Christ now; but please do not be dreaming about a death-bed on which you may never lie, or of a repentance which you may never experience. There was a man who was an awful swearer, and whenever anyone spoke to him about his not being saved, he used to say, “Oh, well, when my turn comes to die, I shall just say, ‘Lord, have mercy on me,’ and that will be enough.” It happened that, one dark night, when going home on horseback drunk, his horse leaped the parapet of a high bridge, and horse and rider fell right into the water; and the last word that the man was heard to utter was an oath, so beyond all doubt he plunged into a hopeless eternity. It is quite possible that you will never have the opportunity to breathe a dying prayer; or if you could have such an opportunity, it is quite possible that you would have no inclination to utter it. Remember that “now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.” May God, in his sovereign mercy, turn you to himself now!

21. Now I come back to you, who have had many trials, but who have not been bettered by them. My friend, over there, you do not often hear a minister preach the Word; and, therefore, now that I have you here, let me deal very plainly and faithfully with you. Why do you think that your trials were sent to you? I have shown you that, often, distress has been blessed to others. Now, supposing you have had an experience which has been blessed to others, but, it has been no blessing to you, what is the inference? If a man takes a piece of quartz, in which he thinks there is some gold, and puts it through the usual processes for extracting gold, and when he has done that, sees that there is no likelihood of finding gold in it, what is he likely to do with it? Why, I think, before long, when he has tried all the plans he can think of, he will throw it away, and have nothing more to do with it; and is it not likely that God will soon throw you away as utterly worthless? Did you not say, the other night, that you wished God would leave you alone? You would not have come in to this service if you had thought that I should speak so pointedly and personally to you, would you? You would like to see every church, and chapel, and mission hall destroyed; you would like to have no Sabbaths, and no religious people, because they plague you, they get in your way, they stick pins into your pillow, they will not leave you alone to sleep the sleep of death.

22. But do you not see that the fact that you want to be left alone is itself a proof of your reprobate mind? God is beginning to leave you alone, I am afraid; inasmuch as you are wishing to be left alone, I am afraid that awful curse will come on you; and, possibly, it will come on you soon. Should your present condition continue much longer, I can tell you what will happen to you, you will become an affirmed atheist, you will deny even the existence of God. You may even become an open blasphemer, or you may become unconscious of any spiritual emotion. Your conscience will never prick you, and you will go on sinning with a high hand until you come to die. Perhaps, even then, no alarm or terror will disturb your false peace of mind; even when you dip your feet in the chilly stream of the river of death, you will be self-deceived to the last; but oh, sir, what a change will come over you when you once get into the world of eternal realities! When, at last, you realize that you are a lost soul, and that you have to anticipate for ever the wrath to come, what will you do then? Oh man, how will the blood boil in your veins, and your nerves become burning tracks for the wheels of pain to travel on! May God help you! May God save you! Only he can do this, for I see the dread forecast of the flames of hell in you when you begin to ask God to leave you alone in your sin.

23. “Well,” one says, “like that King Ahaz, I have transgressed even more and more against the Lord notwithstanding all my distress; but God, who knows all things, knows that I would be saved if I could. While you were singing that hymn just now, I thought I would act on it; I said in my heart, —

    I can but perish if I go;
       I am resolved to try;
    For if I stay away I know,
       I must for ever die.”

Dear friend, give me your hand; I feel that I may rejoice over you, for if God the Holy Spirit has put it into your heart to say, “I am resolved to try”; or, better still, “I am resolved to trust Jesus Christ as my Saviour; though he kills me, I will trust in him”; — depend on it, he will not kill you; he would not do so even if you were the blackest of sinners, one who had sinned until you had become the vilest of all offenders. Jesus casts out no one who comes to him by faith. Now, please say in your soul, “God helping me, I will now come to him; and who can tell whether there may not be a harp in heaven even for me, and a crown of glory for me? I trust that I may yet stand with all the blood-washed host before the throne of God above, and join in singing the everlasting song of praise to Father, Son, and Holy Spirit; and even here on earth, I may be among the children of God, I may be forgiven, I may be saved, I may be accepted in the Beloved.” If you talk like this, and mean all that you say, I say to you, not only that this may be the case with you, but that it may be the case with you this very hour.

       Oh! believe the promise true,
    God to you his Son has given.

A loving Father waits with arms outstretched to welcome the returning prodigal to his heart. Jesus waits by the fountain filled with his precious blood to wash you from all your sinful stains. The Holy Spirit is working in you even now; it is he who invites you come. Do not let Satan persuade you that it is too late for you to come to Jesus; it is never too late while the messenger of mercy continues to speak to you. Do not let the devil convince you that you are too sinful to be saved; often, the greatest sinners are the first to be saved. If the devil tells you that you are an extraordinary sinner, tell him that Christ is such an extraordinary Saviour that he can save all kinds of sinners, ordinary and extraordinary too. Do not say in your heart that you cannot be saved; for, high as the heavens are above the earth, so high are God’s thoughts above your thoughts, and his ways above your ways. My poor friend, if you feel your need of a Saviour, join with me, and with all the people of God here in singing this verse; sing it from your heart, and the great transaction is done, —

    Nothing in my hands I bring:
    Simply to thy cross I cling;
    Naked, come to thee for dress;
    Helpless, look to thee for grace;
    Foul, I to the fountain fly;
    Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
 {See Spurgeon_Hymnal “Gospel, Invitations — All Ye Who Seek A Sure Relief” 503}
 {See Spurgeon_Hymnal “Man Fallen — Mourning Over Transgressors” 473}
 {See Spurgeon_Hymnal “Gospel, Invitations — The Successful Resolve” 514}

{a} Bosses: The convex projection in the centre of a shield or buckler. OED.

Gospel, Invitations
503 — All Ye Who Seek A Sure Relief
1 All ye who seek a sure relief
      In trouble or distress,
   Whatever sorrow vex the mind,
      Or guilt the soul oppress;
   Jesus, who gave himself for us
      Upon the cross to die,
   Unfolds to us his sacred heart;
      Oh to that heart draw nigh.
2 Ye hear how kindly he invites,
      Ye hear his words so blest:
   “All ye that labour, come to me,
      And I will give you rest.”
   Oh Jesus, joy of saints on high;
      Thou hope of sinners here;
   Attracted by these loving words,
      To thee I lift my prayer.
3 Wash thou my wounds in that dear blood
      Which forth from thee did flow;
   New grace, new hope inspire; a new
      And better life bestow.
   Praise him who with the Father sits
      Enthroned upon the skies;
   Whose blood redeems our souls from guilt,
      Whose Spirit sanctifies.
                        Edward Caswall, 1849.

Man Fallen
473 — Mourning Over Transgressors
1 Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise,
   To torrents melt my streaming eyes;
   And thou, my heart, with anguish feel
   Those evils which thou canst not heal.
2 See human nature sunk in shame;
   See scandals pour’d on Jesus’ name;
   The Father wounded through the Son:
   The world abused, and souls undone.
3 See the short course of vain delight
   Closing in everlasting night:
   In flames that no abatement know,
   Though briny tears for ever flow.
4 My God, I feel the mournful scene;
   My bowels yearn o’er dying men;
   And fain my pity would reclaim.
   And snatch the firebrands from the flame.
5 But feeble my compassion proves,
   And can but weep where most it loves;
   Thy own all saving arm employ,
   And turn these drops of grief to joy.
                     Philip Doddridge, 1755.

Gospel, Invitations
514 — The Successful Resolve
1 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
      A thousand thoughts revolve,
   Come, with your guilt and fear oppress’d,
      And make this last resolve:
2 “I’ll go to Jesus, though my sin
      Hath like a mountain rose;
   I know his courts, I’ll enter in,
      Whatever may oppose.
3 “Prostrate I’ll lie before his throne,
      And there my guilt confess;
   I’ll tell him I’m a wretch undone,
      Without his sovereign grace.
4 “I’ll to the gracious King approach,
      Whose sceptre pardon gives;
   Perhaps he may command my touch,
      And then the suppliant lives.
5 “Perhaps he will admit my plea,
      Perhaps will hear my prayer;
   But if I perish, I will pray,
      And perish only there.
6 “I can but perish if I go;
      I am resolved to try;
   For if I stay away, I know
      I must for ever die.
7 “But if I die with mercy sought,
      When I the King have tried,
   This were to die (delightful thought!)
      As sinner never died.”
                        Edmund Jones, 1787.

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