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Charles Spurgeon's Morning and Evening - July 31, 2015

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> "I in them."
> John 17:23
> If such be the union which subsists between our souls and the person of our Lord,
how deep and broad is the channel of our communion! This is no narrow pipe through
which a thread-like stream may wind its way, it is a channel of amazing depth and
breadth, along whose glorious length a ponderous volume of living water may roll
its floods. Behold he hath set before us an open door, let us not be slow to
enter. This city of communion hath many pearly gates, every several gate is of one
pearl, and each gate is thrown open to the uttermost that we may enter, assured of

If there were but one small loophole through which to talk with Jesus, it
would be a high privilege to thrust a word of fellowship through the narrow door;
how much we are blessed in having so large an entrance! Had the Lord Jesus been
far away from us, with many a stormy sea between, we should have longed to send a
messenger to him to carry him our loves, and bring us tidings from his Father's
house; but see his kindness, he has built his house next door to ours, nay, more,
he takes lodging with us, and tabernacles in poor humble hearts, that so he may
have perpetual intercourse with us. O how foolish must we be, if we do not live in
habitual communion with him. When the road is long, and dangerous, and difficult,
we need not wonder that friends seldom meet each other, but when they live
together, shall Jonathan forget his David?

A wife may when her husband is upon a
journey, abide many days without holding converse with him, but she could never
endure to be separated from him if she knew him to be in one of the chambers of
her own house. Why, believer, dost not thou sit at his banquet of wine? Seek thy
Lord, for he is near; embrace him, for he is thy Brother. Hold Him fast, for he is
thine Husband; and press him to thine heart, for he is of thine own flesh.
> Evening
> "And these are the singers ... they were employed in that work day and night."
> 1 Chronicles 9:33
> Well was it so ordered in the temple that the sacred chant never ceased: for
evermore did the singers praise the Lord, whose mercy endureth forever. As mercy
did not cease to rule either by day or by night, so neither did music hush its
holy ministry.

My heart, there is a lesson sweetly taught to thee in the ceaseless
song of Zion's temple, thou too art a constant debtor, and see thou to it that thy
gratitude, like charity, never faileth. God's praise is constant in heaven, which
is to be thy final dwelling-place, learn thou to practise the eternal hallelujah.
Around the earth as the sun scatters his light, his beams awaken grateful
believers to tune their morning hymn, so that by the priesthood of the saints
perpetual praise is kept up at all hours, they swathe our globe in a mantle of
thanksgiving, and girdle it with a golden belt of song.
> The Lord always deserves to be praised for what he is in himself, for his works of
creation and providence, for his goodness towards his creatures, and especially
for the transcendent act of redemption, and all the marvellous blessing flowing
therefrom. It is always beneficial to praise the Lord; it cheers the day and
brightens the night; it lightens toil and softens sorrow; and over earthly
gladness it sheds a sanctifying radiance which makes it less liable to blind us
with its glare.

Have we not something to sing about at this moment? Can we not
weave a song out of our present joys, or our past deliverances, or our future
hopes? Earth yields her summer fruits: the hay is housed, the golden grain invites
the sickle, and the sun tarrying long to shine upon a fruitful earth, shortens the
interval of shade that we may lengthen the hours of devout worship. By the love of
Jesus, let us be stirred up to close the day with a psalm of sanctified gladness.
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