I think this might be the first hymn I’ve written about that Charles Spurgeon wrote. I hope you enjoy this, beloved, and have a wonderful day of fellowship, growing in the grace and the knowledge of our Lord, Christ Jesus.
Amidst us our Beloved stands,
and bids us view His pierced hands;
points to the wounded feet and side,
blest emblems of the Crucified.
What food luxurious loads the board,
when, at His table, sits the Lord!
The cup how rich, the bread how sweet,
when Jesus deigns the guests to meet!
If now, with eyes defiled and dim,
we see the signs, but see not Him;
O may His love the scales displace,
and bid us see Him face to face!
Our former transports we recount,
when with Him in the holy mount:
these cause our souls to thirst anew
His marred but lovely face to view.
A Book Review Of Around The Wicket Gate by Charles Spurgeon
Around the Wicket Gate by Charles Spurgeon is a Book he wrote addressing those who are nearly saved but for varies, reasons have yet to enter the ‘Wicket Gate’. I adore John Bunyons The Pilgrims Progress, and happily enjoyed Spurgeon’s use of the allegory. Through out the book, he adds little bits of pieces of the characters and adventures, all the while imploring the reader to into the gate.
This book was published in 1890 and is now in the public domain. This means you can either buy a copy for yourself, enjoy a PDF version online, or hear an audible version of it. We travel none stop, so I appreciate the Kindle version of books. However I do have a running list of books I want in my future library, this book is on that list.
A dear, sweet part of this book was when he referenced the ‘technology’ of his time in comparison with their great, great grandparents. The point he was making was that it would be difficult for his grandparents to trust him when it came to little pieces of wood that make fire (matches) or getting on a train or sending telegrams. I thought this was such a beautiful illustration of how we need to trust in the Lord and a neat way to be brought back to his time period.
I recommend this book to everyone who knows someone hanging out ‘around the Wicket Gate’. The simplicity with which he explains the gospel is both profound, and accurate.
The testimony of the Prince of Preachers, Charles Spurgeon, in his own words.
Testimonies are edifying to believers and instructive to those seeking Christ. Here is a wonderful testimony of Charles Spurgeon, the Prince of Preachers.
“Through the Lord’s restraining grace, and the holy influence of my early home life, both at my father’s and my grandfather’s, I was kept from certain outward forms of sin in which others indulged; and, sometimes, when I began to take stock of myself, I really thought I was quite a respectable lad, and might have been half inclined to boast that I was not like other boys, untruthful, dishonest, disobedient, swearing. Sabbath breaking, and so on. But, all of a sudden, I met Moses, carrying in his hand the law of God; and as he looked at me, he seemed to search me through and through with his eyes of fire. He bade me read ‘God’s Ten Words’,—the ten commandments—and as I read them, and remembered what I had been taught about their spiritual meaning as interpreted by the Lord Jesus Christ, they all seemed to join in accusing and condemning me in the sight of the thrice-holy Jehovah. Then, like Daniel, “my comeliness was turned in me into corruption, and I retained no strength;” and I understood what Paul meant when he wrote, “Now we know that what things soever the law saith, it saith to them who are under the law, that every mouth may be stopped, and all the world may become guilty before God.”
For years he remained under deep conviction of sin until one Sunday morning in January 1850 a snow storm forced him to cut short his intended journey and turn in to a Primitive Methodist chapel in Colchester. “The minister did not come that morning; he was snowed up, I suppose. At last, a very thin looking man, a shoemaker, or tailor, or something of that sort, went up into the pulpit to preach. . . . He was obliged to stick to his text, for the simple reason that he had little else to say. The text was, “Look unto me, and be ye saved, all the ends of the earth.”
When he had managed to spin out ten minutes or so, he was at the end of his tether. Then he looked at me under the gallery, and I daresay, with so few present, he knew me to be a stranger. Just fixing his eyes on me, as if he knew all my heart, he said, “Young man, you look very miserable.” Well, I did, but I had not been accustomed to have remarks made from the pulpit on my personal appearance before. However, it was a good blow, struck right home. He continued, “and you always will be miserable—miserable in life, and miserable in death—if you don’t obey my text; but if you obey now, this moment, you will be saved.” Then, lifting up his hands, he shouted, as only a Primitive Methodist could do, “Young man, look to Jesus Christ. Look! Look! Look! You have nothin’ to do but to look and live.” I saw at once the way of salvation . . . I had been waiting to do fifty things, but when I heard that word, “Look!” What a charming word it seemed to me! Oh! I looked until l could almost have looked my eyes away. There and then the cloud was gone, the darkness had rolled away, and that moment I saw the sun; and I could have risen that instant, and sung with the most enthusiastic of them, of the precious blood of Christ, and the simple faith which looks alone to HIM . . .
E’er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be till I die
I found this testimony, among the other thousands of places to find it, here and I hope it blesses you as much as it blessed me. For my personal testimony you can go here and here. As always friends, be good Bereans, study to find yourselves approved! God bless