Tuesday July 2, 2024
Psalm 71:14
But I will hope continually and will praise you yet more and more.
Can you count your great mercies? I cannot count mine. Perhaps you think the numeration easy. I find it endless. I was thinking the other day, and I will venture to confess it publicly, what a great mercy it was to be able to turn over in bed. I could almost clap my hands for joy when I found myself able to turn in bed without pain. This day it is to me a very great mercy to be able to stand upright before you. We carelessly imagine that there are only a score or two of great mercies, such as having our children about us, or enjoying health and so on; but in trying times we see that innumerable minor matters are also great gifts of divine love and entail great misery when withdrawn. Sing then as you draw water at the ‘nether springs’, and, as the brimming vessels overflow, praise the Lord yet ‘more and more.’ But ought we not to praise God ‘more and more’ when we think of our spiritual mercies? What favors have we received of this higher sort! Ten years ago you were bound to praise God for the covenant mercies you had even then enjoyed; but now, how many more have been bestowed upon you, how many cheering’s amid darkness, answers to prayer, directions in dilemma, delights of fellowship, helps in service, successes in conflict, revelations of infinite love! To adoption there has been added all the blessings of heirship, to justification all the security of acceptance, to conversion all the energies of indwelling. As there was no silver cup in Benjamin’s sack till Joseph put it there, so there was no spiritual good in you till the Lord of mercy gave it. Therefore, praise the Lord.
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD 
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