Spurgeon Meditations

 

My Beloved is mine, and I am His: He feedeth among the lilies. Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my Beloved, and be Thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

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Surely if there be a happy verse in the Bible it is this--"My Beloved is mine and I am His." So peaceful so full of assurance so overrunning with happiness and contentment is it that it might well have been written by the same hand which penned the twenty-third Psalm. Yet though the prospect is exceeding fair and lovely--earth cannot show its superior--it is not entirely a sunlit landscape. There is a cloud in the sky which casts a shadow over the scene. Listen Until the daybreak, and the shadows flee away. There is a word too about the "mountains of Bether or, the mountains of division and to our love, anything likedivision is bitterness. Beloved, this may be your present stateof mind; you do not doubt your salvation; you know that Christis yours, but you are not feasting with Him. You understandyour vital interest in Him, so that you have no shadow of adoubt of your being His, and of His being yours, but still Hisleft hand is not under your head, nor doth His right handembrace you. A shade of sadness is cast over your heart, perhapsby affliction, certainly by the temporary absence of your Lord,so even while exclaiming, I am His you are forced to take toyour knees, and to pray, Until the day break and the shadows flee away turn my Beloved." Where is He? asks the soul. And the answer comes He feedeth among the lilies. If we would find Christ we must get into communion with His people we must come to the ordinances with His saints. Oh for an evening glimpse of Him! Oh to sup with Him to-night!


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