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<strong>Till</strong> <strong>He</strong> <strong>Come</strong><br />
for these convey a sense of our sinnership while they remind us<br />
of how our Lord met our sin, and put it away.<br />
<strong>He</strong>rein we fall as low as the dead. Where is the “I”? Where is<br />
the self-glorying? Have you any left in the presence of the<br />
crucified Savior? As you in spirit eat His flesh and drink His<br />
blood, can you glory in your own flesh, or feel the pride of<br />
blood and birth? Fie upon us if there mingles a tinge of pride<br />
with our ministry, or a taint of self-laudation with our success!<br />
When we see Jesus, our Savior, the Savior of sinners, surely self<br />
will sink, and humility will fall at His feet. When we think of<br />
Gethsemane and Calvary, and all our great Redeemer’s pain and<br />
agony, surely, by the Holy Ghost, self-glorying, self-seeking, and<br />
self-will must fall as though slain with a deadly wound. “When I<br />
saw Him, I fell at His feet as dead.”<br />
<strong>He</strong>re, also, we learn a second lesson. Jesus has placed upon this<br />
table food. The bread sets forth all that is necessary, and the cup<br />
all that is luxurious: provision for all our wants and for all our<br />
right desires, all that we need for sustenance and joy. Then, what<br />
a poverty-stricken soul am I that I cannot find myself in bread!<br />
As to comforts, I may not think of them; they must be given<br />
me or I shall never taste them.<br />
Brothers, we are Gentlemen Commoners upon the bounty of<br />
our great Kinsman: we come to His table for our maintenance,<br />
we have no establishments of our own. <strong>He</strong> who feeds the<br />
sparrows feeds our souls; in spiritual things, we no more gather<br />
into barns than do the blessed birds; our heavenly Father feeds<br />
us from that “all fulness” which it hath pleased Him to lay up<br />
for us in Jesus. We could not live an hour spiritually without<br />
Him who is not only bread, but life; not only the wine which<br />
cheereth, but consolation itself. Our life hangs upon Jesus; <strong>He</strong> is<br />
our <strong>He</strong>ad as well as our food. We shall never outgrow our need<br />
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