A bruised reed shall He not break, and smoking flax shall He not quench, till He send forth judgment unto victory. -Matthew 12:20

So there is a backslider here this morning; he is like the smoking flax. Years gone by you found such happiness in the ways of the Lord, and such delight in His service, that you said, “There I would for ever stay.

‘What peaceful hours I then enjoyed;
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void,
The world can never fill.'”

You are smoking, and you think God will put you out. If I were an Arminian, I should tell you that He would; but being a believer in the Bible, and nothing else, I tell you that He will not quench you. Though you are smoking, you shall not die. Whatever your crime has been, the Lord says, “Return ye backsliding children of men, for I will have mercy upon you.” He will not cast thee away, poor Ephraim; only come back to Him; He will not despise thee, though thou hast plunged thyself in the mire and dirt, though thou art covered from head to foot with filthiness; come back, poor prodigal, come back, come back! Thy Father calls thee. Hearken poor backslider! Come at once to Him whose arms are ready to receive thee. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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