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Post by debonnaire on Dec 31, 2008 8:53:29 GMT -5
What have I done ? What love, what mercy, what blood, what grace have I despised and trampled on ! Is this the return I make to the Father for his love, to the Son for his blood, to the Holy Ghost for his grace? Do I thus repay the Lord ? Have I defiled the heart that Christ died to wash, that the blessed Spirit has chosen to dwell in ? And can I keep myself out of the dust ? What can I say to the dear Lord Jesus ? How shall I hold up my head with any boldness before him ? Do I account communion with him of so little value, that for this vile lust’s sake I have scarce left him any room in my heart ? How shall I escape if I neglect so great salvation ? In the meantime, what shall I say to the Lord ? Love, mercy, grace, goodness, peace, joy, consolation—I have despised them all, and esteemed them as a thing of naught, that I might harbor a lust in my heart. Have I obtained a view of God’s fatherly countenance, that I might behold his face and provoke him to his face? Was my soul washed, that room might be made for new defilements? Shall I endeavor to disappoint the end of the death of Christ? Shall I daily grieve that Spirit whereby I am sealed to the day of redemption?
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jsides
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Post by jsides on Dec 31, 2008 9:26:31 GMT -5
Another great book by John Owens The death of death in the death of Christ.
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