By R.C. Chapman
“I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken my Love, until He pleases.” (Song of Solomon 2:7)
You know, my soul, how good and how pleasant it is to lay down at the feet of Jesus, as Ruth at the feet of Boaz, covered with the skirt of His love. In this sweet reverence and humbleness you obtain precious tokens of His favor: He blesses you, and takes it kindly (in His wondrous humility) that you should regard Him, and suffer Him to captivate your heart, while thousands around you count Him “a root out of dry ground, without form or attractiveness”. (Isaiah 53:2)
He found you poor and naked; but in His blood he washed you, he adorned you, he presented you to Himself. And how amiable, how glorious the smile of Jesus! Truly in the light of the King’s countenance is life, and His favor is a cloud of latter rain. Lord, while I sit at Your feet in shame-faced poverty of spirit, make my cup to run over; and then my heart trembles within me, fearing that any misbehavior of mine should grieve Your Holy Spirit. You yourself I cannot lose, for my life is bound up in Yours, neither will You part with me. Let me, then, since You are so faithful and tender in Your love; let me, my Lord, be jealous over myself with godly jealousy! Keep my heart Your own self, or it will not be kept; but some base idol, some vanity of word or deed, will grieve Your Holy Spirit.
If indeed, for trial of faith, You hide Yourself, not in displeasure at my ways, but to purge a fruitful branch that it may be yet more fruitful,let it be so, what time soever You please, awake and rise up from Your rest in the bed of my soul! Send me forth to encounter temptation, for You are with me; my heart is fixed, and boasts that no weapon formed against me shall prosper. (Isaiah 54:17)
Lord, hear my prayer! You say: “What is your petition, and what is your request?” (Esther 5:6, 7:2, 9:12). Do not let pride rise up within me, do not let Your cross at any time be hid, and let me never cease to triumph in You, my robe of righteousness. Then, though desertion come, all shall be well: there shall be no loss but of things whose loss is gain; and temptations shall prepare me for yet richer communion with my Lord.
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