…blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. – Song of Songs 4:16

There are in the Lord’s garden sweet flowers that drip with honey, and all manner of delightful perfumes.  There are such sweet spices within the believer’s heart; there is faith, -is there anything out of heaven sweeter than faith, -the faith which trusts and clings, which believes and hopes, and declares that, though God shall slay him, yet will he trust in Him? In the Lord’s esteem, faith is full of fragrance. Then comes love; and again, I must ask, -Is there to be found anywhere a sweeter spice than this, -the love which loves God because He first loved us, the love which flows out to all the brotherhood, the love which knows no circle within which it can be bounded, but which loves the whole race of mankind, and seeks to do them good? It is exceedingly pleasing to God to see love growing where once all was hate, and to see faith springing up in that very soul which was formerly choked with the thorns and briers of doubt and unbelief. And there is also hope, which is indeed an excellent grace, a far-seeing grace by which we behold heaven and eternal bliss. There is such a fragrance about a God-given hope that this poor sin-stricken world seems to be cured by it. Wherever this living, lively hope comes, there men lift up their drooping heads, and begin to rejoice in God their Savior… These, then, are some of the saints’ sweet spices…these sweet spices are delightful to God. It is very wonderful that we should have within us anything in which God can take delight; yet when we think of all the other wonders of His grace, we need not marvel at all. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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