By R.C. Chapman
“My Beloved is like a roe, or a young hart: behold, He stands behind our wall, He looks forth at the windows, showing Himself through the lattice.” (Song of Solomon 2:9)
The heavens have received my Lord! By His own blood He passed into them, and has set down at the right hand of power, waiting for the time when His enemies will be made His footstool.
My soul, triumph because of Him! For His triumph is yours, and Your sins were His! No cause, no room for unbelief! He has all things under His feet, and his head is over all things to the Church (Ephesians 1:22).
Lord Jesus! I thank you for my security in You, and for Your word of promise, “Behold, I come quickly” (Revelation 3:11, 22:7,12,20) Soon I will sit down with all my gathered brethren, at the marriage supper of the Lamb. Already I know in part what I then will be; You can bear witness, O my soul,that Jesus your beloved is mindful of you. The heavens have received Him out of your sight; yet he can as it were, make windows in the wall of separation, and show Himself through the lattice.
Your absent beloved One, O my soul, you see, Him who is invisible you see, the Comforter brings to remembrance the words of Jesus! The sight of Him your Lord and Friend and Brother, how precious! Filling the heart with holy admiration and joy unspeakable. How glorious is He at the Father’s right hand! He had right by creation to be Lord of all; now he rules by a more excellent title, Immanuel, Head of the New Creation, King of Righteousness, the Lamb of God, the King of Peace.
He is the glory and the delight of the Father, and He rejoices daily with the Father, in Him and before Him! His Spirit, which He has without measure, anoints me, and I sit down in heavenly places, knowing that I am, with all saints, blessed with all spiritual blessings (Ephesians 1:3), in Christ exalted! With Him I am crucified, and with Him risen! Who will cast me down from this seat of mine with Christ? But, Lord, doesn’t fleshly boasting spoil me of my armor; let me be sober, and wisely consider why it is that my Beloved has shown me His glory.
You would by Your smile win my heart, and have the flower of my affections. Jesus would remind you, do not forget it, my soul, that to Him you are forever spoken for! Do not let idols, then, defile you, but keep yourself pure for Him, be only for Him, and not for another; wake up and be doing, fight the good fight of faith (1st Timothy 6:12), His compassion fails not, and He is swift to help!
While I don’t decline the battle, O my Lord, my heart longs for you! And this well pleases You. My soul desires Your glorious appearing, and would see You face to face; and now to me to live is Christ, to die is gain (Philippians 1:21). But, Lord, Your first fruits cause me to long and thirst. I do not count myself to have apprehended. Hear, then, my prayer: fill me with the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of You (Ephesians 1:17)! Let Your word be as the window where You will show Yourself; then let my soul grow in sweet fellowship with You, and know more Your beauty and glory.
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