"The upright love thee" — Song of Solomon 1:4
By: Charles Spurgeon
Believers love Jesus with a deeper affection then they dare to give to
any other being. They would sooner lose father and mother then part with
Christ. They hold all earthly comforts with a loose hand, but they
carry him fast locked in their bosoms. They voluntarily deny themselves
for his sake, but they are not to be driven to deny him. It is scant
love which the fire of persecution can dry up; the true believer's
love is a deeper stream than this. Men have laboured to divide the
faithful from their Master, but their attempts have been fruitless in
every age. Neither crowns of honour, now frowns of anger, have untied
this more than Gordian knot. This is no every-day attachment which the
world's power may at length dissolve. Neither man nor devil have found a
key which opens this lock. Never has the craft of Satan been more at
fault than when he has exercised it in seeking to rend in sunder this
union of two divinely welded hearts. It is written, and nothing can blot
out the sentence, "The upright love thee." The intensity of the love of
the upright, however, is not so much to be judged by what it appears as
by what the upright long for. It is our daily lament that we cannot
love enough. Would that our hearts were capable of holding more, and
reaching further. Like Samuel Rutherford, we sigh and cry, "Oh, for as
much love as would go round about the earth, and over heaven-yea, the
heaven of heavens, and ten thousand worlds-that I might let all out upon
fair, fair, only fair Christ." Alas! our longest reach is but a span of
love, and our affection is but as a drop of a bucket compared with his
deserts. Measure our love by our intentions, and it is high indeed; 'tis
thus, we trust, our Lord doth judge of it. Oh, that we could give all
the love in all hearts in one great mass, a gathering together of all
loves to him who is altogether lovely!
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