A Sermon Delivered On Sunday Morning, December 4, 1859, By Pastor C. H. Spurgeon, At The Music Hall, Royal Surrey Gardens.

You, Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you. (Ps 9:10)

1. There are many men who are exceedingly well read in heathen mythologies; who can tell you the history of any one of the heathen gods, but who at the same time know very little of the history about Jehovah, and cannot rehearse his mighty acts. In our schools to this day there are books put into the hands of our youth that are by no means fit for them to read—books which contain all kinds of filth, and if not always filth, yet all kinds of fables and vanities, which are simply put into our hands when we are lads, because they happen to be written in Latin and Greek; and, therefore, I suppose it is imagined that we shall all the better remember the wickedness that is contained in them, by having the trouble of translating them into our own mother tongue. I wish that instead of this, all our youth were made acquainted with the history of the Lord our God. Oh that we instead of the classics, could give them some books which record what God has done, the victories of his glorious arm, and how he has put to nothing the gods of the heathen and cast them down even into the depths. At any rate, the Christian will always find it to be useful to have at hand some history of what God did in the days of old. The more you know about God’s attributes, the more you understand his acts; the more you treasure up his promises, and the more you fully dive into the depths of his covenant, the more difficult will it become for Satan to tempt you to despondency and despair. Acquaint yourself with God and be at peace. Meditate on his law both day and night, and you shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water; your leaf shall not wither; you shall bring forth fruit in your season, and whatever you do shall prosper. Ignorance of God is ignorance of bliss; but knowledge of God is a divine armour, by which we are able to ward off all the blows of the enemy. Know yourself, oh man, and that will make you miserable; know your God, oh Christian, and that will make you rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory.

2. Now, this morning, in addressing you, I shall divide my text into three parts. First, I shall note a certain fiery arrow of Satan; secondly, I shall point out to you heaven’s divine buckler, as hinted at in the text—“You, Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you;” and then, in the third place, I shall notice man’s precious privilege of seeking God, and so of arming himself against Satan.

3. I. First, then, I am going to spend a little time upon A CERTAIN FIERY ARROW OF SATAN WHICH IS CONSTANTLY SHOT AGAINST THE PEOPLE OF GOD.

4. There are many temptations, there are many suggestions and insinuations; and all these are arrows from the bow of the Evil One. But there is one temptation which exceeds all others; there is one suggestion which is more Satanic, more skilfully used in effecting the purposes of Satan than any other. That suggestion is the one referred to in these words of the Psalmist—namely this, the suggestion to believe that God has forsaken us. If all the other arrows of hell could be put into one quiver, there would not be so much deadly poison in all of them as in this one. When Satan has used up every other weapon, he always uses this last, most sharp, most deadly instrument. He goes to the child of God and pours into his ear this dark insinuation, “Your God has quite forsaken you; your Lord will not be gracious any more.”

5. Now, I shall remark with regard to this arrow, that it is one that is very often shot from Satan’s bow. Some of us have been wounded by it scores of times in our life. Whenever we have fallen into any sin, have been overtaken by some sudden wind of temptation, and have staggered and almost fallen, Conscience pricks us and tells us we have done wrong. Our heart, like David’s heart, pains us. We fall upon our knees, and acknowledge our fault and confess our sin. Then it is that Satan lets fly this arrow, which comes whizzing up from hell and enters into the soul; and while we are making the confession, the dark thought crosses our soul, “God has forsaken you; he will never accept you again. You have sinned so foully that he will blot your name out of the covenant; you have stumbled so fearfully that your feet shall never stand upon the rock again—you have stumbled and fallen; you have fallen to your certain destruction.” Have you not known this, Christian? When for a season you have been led to backslide, when you have lost your first love and have become degenerate, when you have put out your hand to touch the unlawful thing through some sudden surprise—has not this been thrown in your teeth? “Ah, wretch that you are, God will never forgive that sin: you have been so ungrateful, such a hypocrite, such a liar against the Lord your God, that now—now he will cast you away, throw you upon a dunghill like salt that has lost its savour, and as fit for nothing.” Ah, friends; you and I know what this means. And I dare say David did too. He had to feel all the power of this poisoned arrow after his great sin, when he went up to his room and wept and bemoaned himself, and there cried out in agony, “Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.” This is a select opportunity for shooting this arrow. Satan notices just where the sin has been, and then he sends a suggestion. Wherever there is a wound of sin, it is wonderful how this arrow will work, and what a burning it will give to our blood until every vein becomes a road for the hot feet of pain to travel on, and all our flesh is made to tingle with this evil thought, “I have sinned, and the reprover of man has reproved me to my face and cast me from his presence, and he will be gracious to me no more.” Another time when Satan usually shoots this arrow is the time of great trouble. There is a broad river across your path, and you are bidden to ford it. You go in and you find the water is up to your knees. Immediately, as you wade on it becomes chest deep. But you comfort yourself with this thought, “When you pass through the waters I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow you.” Cheered with this you go on; but you sink, and the water becomes deeper still. At last, it is almost gurgling in your throat! it is flowing over your very shoulders. Just then, when in the very deepest part of the stream, Satan appears on the bank, takes out his bow and shoots this fiery arrow;—“Your God has forsaken you.” “Oh,” the Christian says, “I did not fear as long as I heard the voice saying, ‘Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.’ But now,” he says, “my God has forsaken me.” And now the Christian begins to sink indeed; and if it is not for the mighty power of God, it will not be Satan’s fault if he does not drown you in the midst of the flood. What a malicious devil is this, that must always send us a fresh trouble, and most grievous of all, send it when we are in our very worst distress. He is a coward, indeed; he always hits a man when he is down. When I am up and on my feet then I am more than a match for Satan, but when I begin to stumble through great trouble, out comes the dragon from the pit, and begins to roar at me, and to draw his sword, and hurl his fiery arrows; for now, he says, “man’s extremity shall be my opportunity; now that his heart and flesh fails—now I will make a full end of him.” You also know, some of you, what that means. You could bear the trouble well, but you could not bear the dreary thought that God has forsaken you in your trouble. Another time, too, in which Satan shoots this fiery arrow is before some great labour. I am often vexed and perplexed with this dark thought when I have to appear before you on Sunday; I frequently come here with that ringing in my ears:—“God will forsake you; you shall fall before the congregation; the word shall not go home with power; you shall labour in vain, and spend your strength for nothing.” Thousands of times I have preached the gospel, yet to this day that same arrow comes flying up, and still it vexes and perplexes my heart. If there is anything greater for a Christian to do, than he has been accustomed to do in former times, it is generally then that Satan levels this arrow and shoots it home. If shoots any other one, I would not worry about it, but this one—“God has forsaken you—he will leave you—he will bring you to confusion,”—then I compare myself in these times of doubt and hopeless despondency, to those men who walk across Niagara—I have walked across the rope many times and been saved, but one of these days I shall fall and be dashed to pieces, or be drowned in the flood. I think that God may remove his everlasting arms from underneath me, that those mighty wings that have carried me in days of old may fail, and that I shall drop down and be destroyed. Crafty Satan does not shoot this arrow when we are doing our routine work; it is only when there is something great we have to do. When the trumpet is sounded for some dreadful battle, when there is a deep soil to be ploughed, and the plough it heavy, and the oxen are faint, and the ploughman thinks he shall not accomplish his weary work, then it is that up comes this dark thought—“The Lord has forsaken you, and where are you now?” Then he does the same time at another time, namely, times of unanswered prayer. You have been up to God’s throne asking for a blessing; you have been five, six, twelve times, and you have had no answer; you go again, and you are just wrestling with God, and the blessing seems as if it must come; but no, it does not come, and you bring your burden away on your back once more. You have been accustomed to cast all your cares upon God, and come away rejoicing; but now you find that prayer returns no blessings; it seems to be a waste of words. Then up comes Satan, just at that moment, and he says, “God has forsaken you, if you were a child of God, he would answer your prayer; he would not leave you crying so long in the dark as this if you were one of his beloved children. Why, he hears his people! Look at Elijah, how he heard him. Remember Jacob, how he wrestled with the angel and prevailed. Oh,” Satan says, “God has forsaken you.” Ah, Satan we have heard that before. “Yes, but,” he says, “his mercy is completely gone for ever. The heavens have become like brass; the Shekinah is gone up from between the wings of the cherubim; his house is left empty and void; Ichabod is written on your closet; you shall never have an answer again. Go speak to the winds, spread your griefs to the pitiless sea, for God’s ear is shut, and he will never move his arm to work deliverance for you.”

6. Now, am I not justified in saying that this arrow is very often shot. I may not have mentioned all the instances in which it has been shot at you, but I am certain that if you are a child of God, there have been times and seasons when this desperate insinuation has come up from hell—“God has forgotten you; he has cast you off; you are left to yourself; and you shall perish.” At any rate, if you have never said it, remember it is written in God’s word that Zion says, “My God has forgotten me;” and recall to your memory that gracious answer “Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yes, they may forget, yet I will not forget you.” The arrow, then, is often shot.

7. Then let me remark with regard to this arrow, again that it is most grievous. Other troubles only wound the Christian’s flesh; they only pierce with skin deep wounds; but this is a shot that goes very deep into his heart. When Satan is shooting other arrows we can laugh at him, for they rattle against our buckler; but this one finds out the joints of the harness, and it goes right through from one side to the other, until we are compelled to say, “As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily to me, ‘Where is your God?’” This is hitting the target in the very centre. This is skilful archery, indeed, when Satan is able to send this arrow right into the core of the soul. Other troubles are like surface storms. They toss the ocean into an apparent storm, and there are big waves on the top, but all is still and calm down in the caverns beneath. But this dark thought makes the ocean boil to its very bottom; it stirs the soul up until there is not one place in which there is rest; neither a cavern of the heart, nor a corner of the conscience in which the spirit has peace. This arrow, I say, is one of hell’s masterpieces, there is more craft and skill in it than anything else Satan has ever done. It is the worst of his arrows because it grieves the Spirit exceedingly. And there is another thought I must mention. Not only is this arrow grievous, but it is very dangerous. For if, my brethren, we believe this accusation against God, it is not long before we begin to sin. Let the Christian know that his God is with him, and temptation will have little power; but when God has forsaken us, as we think that he has, ah! then, when Satan offers us some back door by which to escape from our troubles, how very easily shall we be tempted to adopt his expediencies. A merchant who knows that his God is with him, may see trade going from him, and his house verging on bankruptcy, but he will not do a dishonest thing. But let him imagine that God is against him, then Satan will say, “See, merchant, one of God’s children, you have been deceived, he will never help you;” and then, he is tempted to do something which in his conscience he knows to be wrong. “God will not deliver me,” he says; “then I will try to deliver myself.” There is great danger in this. Take heed to yourself then that you “take for yourself the whole armour of God,” and “above all, take the shield of faith, by which you shall be able to quench all the fiery arrows of the wicked.” I will make only one other observation about this fiery arrow; and that is, it bears the full impression of its Satanic maker. No one except the devil could be the author of such a thought as this—that God has forsaken his people. Look it in the face, Christian, and see if it does not have the horns of the Evil One stamped on its brow. Does not the cloven foot peep out? Look at it; why, it is the devil’s own child. Why, remember Christian, this Evil One is making you doubt your own Father. He is bidding you to distrust a faithful God. He is calling into question the promise which says, “I will never leave you, nor forsake you.” He is making you accuse God of perjury, as if he could break his oath and the covenant which he has made with Christ on your behalf. Why, no one except the devil could have the impudence to suggest such a thought as that. Cast it from you, believer; fling it away to the very depths of the sea; it is unworthy of you to harbour it for a moment. Your God forsake you? Impossible! He is too good. Your God forsake you? It is utterly impossible! He is too true. Could he forsake his children, he would have forsaken his integrity; he would have ceased to be God, when he ceased to aid and help his own. Then rest in that, and ward the fiery arrow off; for it is indeed hellish, and the name of its maker is legibly stamped upon it.

8. II. In the second place, let me notice THE DIVINE BUCKLER WHICH GOD HAS PROVIDED FOR HIS CHURCH AGAINST THIS FIERY ARROW. Here it is; it is the fact that God never has forsaken those who fear him, and that, moreover, he never will do so.

9. Ah, my brethren, if we could only once believe the doctrine that the child of God might fall from grace and perish everlastingly, we might, indeed, close our Bible in despair. To what purpose would my preaching be—the preaching of a rickety gospel like that? To what purpose is your faith—a faith in a God who cannot and would not carry on to the end? To what use is the blood of Christ, if it was shed in vain, and did not bring the blood bought ones securely home? To what purpose is the Spirit, if he was not omnipotent enough to overcome our wandering, to arrest our sins and make us perfect, and present us faultless before the throne of God at last? That doctrine of the final perseverance of the saints is, I believe, as thoroughly bound up with the standing or falling of the gospel, as is the article of justification by faith. Give that up and I see no gospel left; I see no beauty in religion that is worthy of my acceptance, or that deserves my admiration. An unchanging God, an everlasting covenant, a sure mercy, these are the things that my soul delights in, and I know your hearts love to feed upon them. But take these away, and what do we have? We have a foundation of wood, hay, straw, and stubble. We have nothing solid. We have a fort of earthworks, a mud hovel through which the thief may break in and steal away our treasures. Indeed, this foundation stands sure—“The Lord knows those who are his;” and he does so know them that he will certainly bring them everyone to his right hand at last in glory everlasting.

10. But to return to our text, and to offer you a few words of comfort which may tend to quench the fiery arrow of the wicked one. The Psalmist says, “You, Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you.” I call up before you now, one by one as witnesses, the saints of God in the olden time. You are in great trouble today and Satan suggests that now God has forsaken you. Come here, Jacob! we read your testimony. Were you a man of trouble? “Ah,” he says, “few and evil were my days.” Evil, man?—what do you mean? “I mean that they were full of sorrow, full of perplexity, full of fear and trouble.” And what is your testimony, Jacob? We have heard that you did seek God in prayer. Did you not wrestle with the angel at the brook Jabbok, and prevail? Speak, man, and tell these doubting hearts, did God forsake you? I think I see that hoary patriarch lifting up his hands, and he cries, “I trembled to meet my brother, Esau. I stayed at the brook Jabbok, and I said, ‘Lord, give deliverance from him whom I think to be bloodthirsty.’ I crossed the brook full of fear and trembling; but tell it, oh let it be known for the comfort of others in similar trouble with me, I met my brother Esau, and he fell upon my neck and kissed me. He would not take the gifts which I offered him. He became my friend and we loved each other. God had turned his heart, and he took no vengeance upon me. But,” continued the patriarch, “I was always a doubting man, I was always a careful man; I had so much cunning and craft about me that I could not trust anything in the hands of my Covenant God, and this always brought me into care and trouble; but,” he says, “I bear my witness that I never had need to have troubled myself at all; if I had only left it all in the hand of God, all would have been well. I remember,” he says, “and I tell it to you now, when my son Joseph was sold into Egypt what sorrow I had in my heart, for I said, ‘My grey hairs shall be brought with sorrow to the grave, for Joseph my son is, without a doubt, torn in pieces.’ And then it happened on a day that Simeon was taken away from me; and there came a message out of Egypt that Benjamin must go down. And I remember well what I said: ‘Joseph is not, and Simeon is not, and now they will take Benjamin away. All these things are against me.’ But they were not against me,” says the old man, “they were for me, every one of them. Joseph, whom I said was not, was ; he was sitting upon the throne; he had prepared for me a habitation in Egypt. As for Simeon, he was a hostage there; and that was not against me, for perhaps I should scarcely have sent my sons down at all if it had not been for the hope that they would bring Simeon back. And now,” Jacob says, “I retract every word I have said against the Lord my God, and I stand before you to bear my testimony that not one good thing has failed of all that the Lord God has promised. My shoes were iron and brass, and as my days so was my strength.”

11. I hear a mourner say, “Mine is not a case of trouble and sorrow; mine is a case of duty. I have a duty to perform that is too heavy for me, and I am afraid I shall never accomplish it.” Here comes another of the ancients to bear his witness. It is Moses; let him speak. “I thought,” he said, “when God called me from keeping the flocks of my father in the desert by the mount of Horeb, I thought I never could be strong enough for the office to which I had been ordained. I said to my Lord, who am I, that I should go to Pharaoh? And I said to him again, Lord, you know I am not eloquent; the children of Israel will not believe me, for I shall not have skill enough in oratory to persuade them to follow my words. But the Lord said, ‘Certainly I will be with you.’ And lo,” Moses says, “as my days so was my strength. I had strength enough to stand before Pharaoh, strength enough to shake the whole land of Egypt, and strength enough to divide the Red Sea and drown all Pharaoh’s hosts. I had strength enough to endure with an evil generation for forty years in the wilderness, strength enough to take their idol god and grind it in pieces, and make them drink the water upon which I had strewn the atoms. I had strength enough to lead them on from day to day, to command the rock and it gushed with water, to speak to the heavens and they sent down the manna. And when I went up at last to my grave, and looked from the top of Nebo, I, who had once been fearful, saw with transport the land to which the Lord’s people had been brought, and my soul was taken away with a kiss, and I departed in peace.” Hear that, then, oh labouring one; the God who helped Moses will help you. Moses sought God, and God did not forsake him; nor will he forsake you.

12. But another says, “I am exposed to slander; men speak evil of me; no lie is too bad for them to utter against me.” Ah, my friend, permit me to refer you to another ancient saint; it is the saint who wrote this psalm—David. Let him stand up and speak. “Ah!” he says, “from the first day when I went out to fight Goliath even to the end of my life I was the subject of shame and slander. Doeg the Edomite, Saul, and multitudes of men, the men of Belial, like Shimei, all accused me. I was the song of the drunkard; I was the prostitute’s jest. Nothing was too bad for David. All my enemies went all around the city like dogs, that bay all night and do not rest even in morning.” And what did you do, David? “Oh,” he said, “I said, ‘My soul, wait only upon God, for my expectation is from him.’” And did you prove that God was your deliverer? “Ah, yes—yes,” he says, “I have pursued my enemies, and I have overtaken them. ‘You have struck all my enemies upon the cheekbone; you have broken the teeth of the ungodly.’” And so shall you find it, my hearers, God has not forsaken you, even though you are slandered. Remember, it is the lot of God’s greatest servants to be suspected of the worst character by worldlings. Whose character is safe in these days? What man among us may not be accused of any indecency? Who among us can hope to stand blameless when liars are so rife, and charges are so abundant? Be content and bear the slander. Remember, the higher the tower the longer will be the shadow; and often, the higher a man’s character the fouler will be the slander that comes out against him. But remember, “no weapon that is formed against you shall prosper; and every tongue that shall rise against you in judgment you shall condemn. This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord, and their righteousness is from me, says the Lord.”

13. If you need any other witnesses I could bring them. Let Shadrach, Meshech, and Abednego come forward. You Hebrew children, you stood in the midst of coals when the furnace was white with heat; did God forsake you? “No,” they say, “our hair was not singed, nor had the smell of fire passed on our garments.” Speak, oh Daniel! You stood a night in the midst of the furious lions, who had been starved for days so that they might devour you in their hunger; what do you say? “My God,” he says, “has sent his angel to shut the lions’ mouths; my God, whom I serve, has not forsaken me.” But time would fail me if I should tell you of those who have “shut the mouths of lions, quenched the violence of fire, obtained promises, wrought victories, put to flight the armies of aliens;” yet we might enlarge for a moment upon the history of great martyrs. Has God left anyone of them? They have suffered at the stake; their limbs have been stretched on the rack; every nerve has been strained; every bone has been dislocated. They have had their eyes plucked out; they have had their flesh torn away piecemeal to the bone with hot pincers; they have been dragged at the heels of horses, burnt on gridirons, hung up before slow fires. They have seen their infants cut in pieces before their eyes, their wives and daughters ravished, their houses burned, their country laid desolate. But has God forsaken them? Has the world triumphed? Has God left his children? “No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am persuaded, that neither death nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

14. Another question is suggested, however, for your comfort, Christian; I have brought many witnesses to prove that Christ does not forsake his children; let me ask you to step into the witness box. You say that God has forsaken you—I will ask a question or two of you. When your wife lay sick, and there were three little ones in the house, and she very near death, and you cried in agony to God and said, “God, you have forsaken me. My business fails me, and now my wife is to be taken from me! what shall I do with these little ones?” Answer this question; did God forsake you then? “No,” you say, “my wife still lives; she was restored to me.” But when one of your children lay dying and the others were seized with fever, you then said, “My wife again is sick; what shall I do with this house of sickness? Now, God has forsaken me. I shall never bear this trial.” Did you bear it? “Oh, yes,” you say, “I passed through it and I can say, ‘Blessed be the name of God, the affliction was sanctified to me.’” Do you recall the heavy loss you sustained in business? Not one but many; loss came after loss; every speculation in which you had been engaged broke down under you. You had many bills coming in, and you said. “Now, I shall not be able to meet them;” and as a Christian man you shuddered to think of bankruptcy. You even went up with your wife into your room—and you two went on your knees and poured out your case before God, and asked him to help you. Did God leave you? “No,” you say, “as by a miracle I was delivered; I cannot tell how it was, but I came out of it completely.” And yet again, another question for another one of you. Do you remember when you were in sin, before you had received pardon, your guilt was heavy upon you, and you sought God and cried to him. Did God deny you? “No,” you say, “blessed be his name, I can remember the happy day when he said ‘your sins which are many are all forgiven.’” Well, you have often sinned since then. But let me ask you, when you have made a confession of sin, have you not been restored? has he not lifted up once more the light of his countenance upon you? “Well,” you say, “I must say he has.” Then, I ask you in the name of everything that is true and holy, no, in the name of everything that is reasonable, how dare you say that God has forsaken you now? Retract the word! Slay the thought! It cannot, must not be—

Each sweet Ebenezer you have in review,
Confirms his good pleasure to help you quite through.

He would not have done this much for you, if he meant to leave you. Thus, it cannot be, that he who has been with you in six troubles will leave you in the seventh. He has not brought you through so many fires to let you be burned at last. No, take heart—

His grace shall to the end
Stronger and brighter shine,
Not present things, nor things to come,
Shall quench the spark divine

within your heart; much less quench the fire even which still burns in his infinite heart. God has not forsaken you as yet.

15. Still further to banish the thought, I will very rapidly review a few precious things. Were you not cold on your way here this morning? Did you not see the snow on the ground, and do you dare to doubt God? He has said, “While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, summer and winter, cold and heat shall never cease;” and he keeps his word. And yet you think, though he keeps that word he will forget the word that he has spoken concerning you. You come here in trouble this morning. Do you not see that God is true? that your very trouble is a proof that he has not forsaken you? If you never had any trouble, then God would have broken his promise, for did not Jesus Christ leave it to you as a legacy? “In the world you shall have tribulation.” There, you have it. That proves that God is true. Now, you have a part of the legacy; you shall have the rest:—“In the world you shall have tribulation, but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.” So that the very weather without, and your troubles within, ought to forbid your doubting the faithfulness of your God. But look here. Has not God made you a promise, saying, “I will never leave you nor forsake you?” Would you like to be called a promise breaker? Shall I point my finger at you, and say, “There is a man whose word is not to be relied on?” Will you point that same finger to God, and say, “His word is not to be taken, he is not to be trusted?” What! do you think your God is dishonourable? that he will give a promise and break it? not keep it? forget it? fail to remember it? What! God, the God of glory, prove to be dishonourable? It must not, cannot be. Remember, again, he has given you his oath. Can you think that he will break that? Because he could swear by no greater he swore by himself. Shall God be perjured? You would not think that of your lowliest fellow creature; will you think that of your greatest and best friend? Again, would you leave your child? would you forsake him utterly? You might hide your face from him for awhile to do him good, because he had been disobedient; but will you always chasten your child? never kiss him, never caress him, never call him your loved one? It is not in a father’s heart to be always angry with his child. And will God forsake you? Will he cast you out into this wide, desolate world, and let you die and become the prey of his great enemy? Oh, do not think so harshly of your Father. If any man should come to me, and tell me that my father had said such-and-such unkind and disrespectful things about me, I would show him the door, and say, “Get out! my father would never do that: he loves me too much to do that.” And when the devil comes and says, “Your Father has forgotten you,” tell him to get out—you know too much of your Father ever to believe that. Say to him, “Get out! it cannot be; begone, Satan! Tell it to your own companions, but do not tell it to the heir of heaven.” Then again, Christian, you believe that God has loved you from before the foundation of the world; and yet after having loved you so long he has stopped loving you now. Strange thing! Love without a beginning, yet such love to have an end. Singular thing! Eternal at one end and temporal at the other. Strange supposition! Put it away from you. Besides, again, can Christ forget you! Are you not a member of his body, of his flesh and his bones? Has the Head forgotten a finger? Has he, who hung upon the tree and who wrote your name in wounds upon his hand and on his side, has he forgotten? What! Jesus your own brother, your husband, your head, your all; what! he forget? he forsake? Down blaspheming thought! Back to the hell from which you came! Down! down! down! My soul lifts up her head triumphantly, and cries, “You Lord have not forsaken those who seek you;” nor will you do so, world without end.

16. III. I now come to the third and last point, and on this I shall dwell very briefly—MAN’S PRECIOUS PRIVILEGE TO SEEK GOD IN HIS DAY OF TROUBLE.

17. To what use, to what purpose is the buckler if we do not wear it? Of what service is the shield if it is permitted to rust in the house? We must take hold upon the promise of a faithful God; we must seize the comfort which he offers; but how is it to be done? Why, in prayer. Seek the Lord you tried and troubled ones, and you shall soon find your troubles allayed, your trials sweetly alleviated. We go rambling around, and around, and around, to find peace. Oh that we could stay at home in our closets with our God; we would find much better peace there. We go to our neighbours, we call on our friends, we tell them our woes and ask for their sympathy

Were half the breath that’s vainly spent,
To heaven in supplication sent,
Our cheerful song would oftener be,
Hear what the Lord has done for me.

Go Christian brother in your troubles and seek God. It is not possible that you can perish praying. If you could perish singing, you could not perish praying on your knees. Do you think that while you can plead a Father’s love, and cry with the Spirit of adoption to him, that you can be forsaken? If you forsake the throne, then may you indeed have a fear that you are forsaken. But when the Spirit draws you to the mercy seat, such a fear must vanish, for if you are at the mercy seat, God is there too. God loves the mercy seat better than you do. He dwells between the cherubim; you only go there sometimes. But that is his abiding place, his mercy seat, where he always sits. Go, then, I tell you, and you cannot be destroyed; your ruin is impossible, while you do cry, “Let us pray!”

18. And have I here this morning some who are oppressed with guilt? Dear hearer, however great your sins may have been, if you only seek God, you cannot perish, for “You Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you.” I think, I hear someone say, “Oh, that just suits me. I fear I have no faith; I am afraid I do not repent as I ought to. But I know I seek Christ; I am sure I am seeking him.” Ah! so then this promise is yours. Take it home with you. Suck it; get all its juice. Here, indeed, is a cluster full of new wine for you. Take it home with you:—“You, Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you.” Seek, and you shall find; knock, and the door shall surely be opened to you.

19. May God now grant his blessing, for Jesus’ sake. Amen.