Till He Come SAMPLE

Mysterious Visits
searching; but the later ones have been sweetly solacing. Some
of us have had them, especially in the night, when we have been
compelled to count the sleepless hours. “Heaven’s gate opens
when this world’s is shut.” The night is still; everybody is away;
work is done; care is forgotten, and then the Lord Himself
draws near. Possibly there may be pain to be endured, the head
may be aching, and the heart may be throbbing; but if Jesus
comes to visit us, our bed of languishing becomes a throne of
glory. Though it is true “He giveth His beloved sleep,” yet at such
times He gives them something better than sleep, namely; His
own presence, and the fulness of joy which comes with it. By
night upon our bed we have seen the unseen. I have tried
sometimes not to sleep under an excess of joy, when the
company of Christ has been sweetly mine.
“Thou hast visited me in the night.” Believe me, there are such
things as personal visits from Jesus to His people. He has not
left us utterly. Though He be not seen with the bodily eye by
bush or brook, nor on the mount, nor by the sea, yet doth He
come and go, observed only by the spirit, felt only by the heart.
Still he standeth behind our wall, He showeth Himself through
the lattices.
“Jesus, these eyes have never seen
That radiant form of Thine!
The veil of sense hangs dark between
Thy blessed face and mine!
“I see Thee not, I hear Thee not,
Yet art Thou oft with me,
And earth hath ne’er so dear a spot
As where I meet with Thee.
“Like some bright dream that comes unsought,
When slumbers o’er me roll,
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