Christ’s Estimate of Us

How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices! Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon. – Song of Songs 4:10, 11

When the Lord comes to you, and begins saying, “You are not so humble, nor so prayerful, nor so believing as you ought to be;” you say, “I do not care about this whipping;” but when He comes and begins to praise you, and tells you that “your lips drop as the honeycomb, that all your actions smell of myrrh, and that your love is better than wine, and that the thoughts under your tongue are better to Me than wine and milk,” what will you say? Oh, Lord, I cannot say Thou art mistaken, for Thou art infallible; but if I might say such a thing, if I dared so think Thou art mistaken, I should say, “Thou art mistaken in me;” but Lord I cannot think Thou art mistaken so it must be true. Still, Lord, I do not deserve it; I am conscious I do not, and I never can deserve it, still if Thou wilt help me, I will strive to be worthy of Thy praise in some feeble measure. I will seek to live up to those high encomiums which Thou hast passed upon me. If Thou sayest, “My love is better than wine;” Lord, I will seek to love Thee better, that the wine may be richer and stronger. If Thou sayest, “My graces are like the smell of ointment,” Lord, I will try to increase them, so as to have many great pots filled with them; and if my words drop as the honeycomb, Lord, there shall be more of them, and I will try to make them better, so that Thou mayest think more of such honey; and if Thou declarest that the thoughts under my tongue are to Thee like honey and milk, then, Lord, I will seek to have more of those divine thoughts; and if my daily actions are to Thee as the smell of Lebanon, Lord, I will seek to be more holy, to live nearer to Thee; I will ask for grace, that my actions may be really what Thou sayest they are. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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