I KNOW…

For I know that my Redeemer liveth… – Job 19:25

“I KNOW that my Redeemer lives.” To say, “I hope so, I trust so,” is comfortable; and there are thousands in the fold of Jesus who hardly ever get much further. But to reach the marrow of consolation you must say, “I KNOW.” Ifs, buts, and perhapses, are sure murderers of peace and comfort. Doubts are dreary things in times of sorrow. Like wasps they sting the soul! If I have any suspicion that Christ is not mine, then there is vinegar mingled with the gall of death; but if I know that Jesus is mine, then darkness is not dark; even the night is light about me. Out of the lion cometh honey; out of the eater cometh forth sweetness. “I know that my Redeemer lives.” This is a brightly burning lamp cheering the dampness of the sepulchral vault, but a feeble hope is like a flickering smoking flax, just making darkness visible, but nothing more! I would not like to die with a mere hope mingled with suspicion. I might be safe with this, but hardly happy; but oh, to go down into the river knowing that all is well, confident that as a guilty, weak, and helpless worm I have fallen into the arms of Jesus—and believing that He is able to keep that which I have committed to Him! I would have you, dear Christian friends, never look upon the full assurance of faith as a thing impossible to you. Say not, “It is too high; I cannot attain unto it.” …If Job before the coming and advent still could say, “I know,” you and I should not speak less positively! God forbid that our positiveness should be presumption; let us try ourselves, and see that our marks and evidences are right, lest we form an ungrounded hope, for nothing can be more destructive than to say, “Peace, peace, where there is no peace.” But oh, let us build for eternity, and build solidly; let us not be satisfied with the mere foundation, for it is from the upper rooms that we get the widest prospect. Let us pray the Lord to help us to pile stone on stone, until we are able to say as we look at it, “Yes, I know, I KNOW that my Redeemer lives.” This, then, for present comfort today in the prospect of departure. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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My Living Redeemer is Mine

For I know that my Redeemer liveth… – Job 19:25

The marrow of Job’s comfort it seems to me lays in that little word “My.” “I know that MY Redeemer lives.” Oh, to get hold of Christ! I know that in His offices He is precious, but, dear friends, we must have a part in Him before we can really enjoy Him. What is honey in the wood to me, if like the fainting Israelites, I dare not eat. It is honey in my hand, honey on my lips, which enlightens my eyes like those of Jonathan. What is gold in the mine to me? Men are beggars in Peru and beg their bread in California; it is gold in my purse which will satisfy my necessities, purchasing the bread I need. So, what is a kinsman if he is not a kinsman to me? What is a Redeemer that does not redeem me, an avenger who will never stand up for my blood, of what avail were such? But Job’s faith was strong and firm in the conviction that the Redeemer was his. Dear friends, dear friends, can all of you say, “I know that my Redeemer lives.” The question is simple and simply put; but oh, what solemn things hang upon your answer! “Is He MY Redeemer?” I charge you: rest not, be not content until by faith you can say, “Yes, I cast myself upon Him; I am His, and therefore He is mine.” I know that full many of you, while you look upon all else that you have as not being yours, yet can say, “My Redeemer is mine.” He is the only piece of property which is really ours. We borrow all else—the house, the children, no, much more—our very body we must return to the Great Lender. But Jesus, we can never leave, for even when we are absent from the body, we are present with the Lord, and I know that even death cannot separate us from Him! The body and soul are with Jesus truly even in the dark hours of death, in the long night of the sepulcher, and in the separate state of spiritual existence. Beloved, have you Christ? It may be you hold Him with a feeble hand; you half think it is presumption to say, “He is my Redeemer;” yet remember, if you have but faith as a grain of mustard seed, that little faith entitles you to say, and say now, “I know that MY Redeemer lives.” ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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Our Goel is Our Avenger and Giver of Life

For I know that my Redeemer liveth… – Job 19:25

For since by man came death, by Man also came the resurrection of the dead…The last enemy that will be destroyed is death. – 1 Corinthians 15:21,26

If a person had been slain, the Goel was the avenger of blood; snatching up his sword, he at once pursued the person who had been guilty of bloodshed. So now, let us picture ourselves as being smitten by Death. His arrow has just pierced us to the heart, but in the act of expiring, our lips are able to boast of vengeance, and in the face of the monster we cry, “I know that my Goel lives.” You may flee, O Death, as rapidly as you will, but no city of refuge can hide you from Him; He will overtake you! He will lay hold upon you, O you skeleton monarch, and He will avenge my blood on you.” I would that I had powers of eloquence to work out this magnificent thought. Chrysostom, or Christmas Evans, could picture the flight of the King of Terrors, the pursuit by the Redeemer, the overtaking of the foe, and the slaying of the destroyer. Christ shall certainly avenge Himself on Death for all the injury which Death has done to His beloved kinsmen. Comfort yourself then, O Christian; you have always living, even when you die, One who avenges you, One who has paid the price for you, and One whose strong arms shall yet set you free!

It seems that Job found consolation not only in the fact that he had a Goel, a Redeemer, but that this Redeemer lives! He does not say, “I know that my Goel shall live, but that He lives“—having a clear view of the self-existence of the Lord Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, today, and forever. And you and I looking back do not say, “I know that He did live, but He lives today.” …He is the Lord and giver of life originally, and He shall be specially declared to be the resurrection and the life, when the legions of His redeemed shall be glorified with Him! ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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Redeemed by His Power

For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God… – Job 19:25

It was always considered to be the duty of the goel, not merely to redeem by price, but where that failed, to redeem by power. Hence, when Lot was carried away captive by the four kings, Abraham summoned his own hired servants, and the servants of all his friends, and went out against the kings of the East, and brought back Lot and the captives of Sodom. Now, our Lord Jesus Christ, who once has played the kinsman’s part by paying the price for us, lives—and He will redeem us by power! O Death, you tremble at this name! You know the might of our Kinsman! Against His arm you can not stand! You did once meet Him foot to foot in stern battle, and O Death, you did, indeed tread upon His heel. He voluntarily submitted to this, or else, O Death, you had no power against Him. But He slew you, Death! He slew you! He rifled all your caskets, took from you the key of your castle, burst open the door of your dungeon; and now, you know, Death, you have no power to hold my body. You may set your slaves to devour it, but you shall give it up, and all their spoil must be restored. Insatiable Death, from your greedy mouth shall return the multitudes whom you have devoured; you shall be compelled by the Savior to restore your captives to the light of day. I think I see Jesus coming with His Father’s servants; the chariots of the Lord are twenty thousand, even thousands of angels. Blow the trumpet! Blow the trumpet! Immanuel rides to battle! The Most Mighty in majesty girds on His sword. He comes! He comes to snatch by power, His people’s lands from those who have invaded their portion. Oh, how glorious the victory! There shall be no battle. He comes, He sees, He conquers! The sound of the trumpet shall be enough! Death shall flee in fear; and at once from beds of dust and silent clay, to realms of everlasting day the righteous shall arise. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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My Goel, My Kinsman Lives

For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth… – Job 19:25

“I know,” said he, “that my Redeemer lives.” The word “Redeemer” here used is in the original “goel“—kinsman. The duty of the kinsman, or goel, was this—suppose an Israelite had alienated his estate, as in the case of Naomi and Ruth. Suppose an inheritance which had belonged to a family, had passed away through poverty. It was the goel’s business, the redeemer’s business, to pay the price as the next of kin, and to buy back the heritage. Boaz stood in that relation to Ruth. Now, the body may be looked upon as the heritage of the soul—the soul’s small farm—that little plot of earth in which the soul has been accustomed to walk and delight, as a man walks in his garden or dwells in his house. Now, it becomes alienated. Death, like Ahab, takes away the vineyard from us who are as Naboth. We lose our patrimonial estate. Death sends his troops to take our vineyard, and to spoil its vines, and ruin it. But we turn round to Death and say, “I know that my Goel liveth, and He will redeem this heritage; I have lost it; you take it from me lawfully, O Death, because my sin has forfeited my right; I have lost my heritage through my own offences, and through that of my first parent Adam; but there lives one who will buy this back.” Brothers and sisters, Job could say this of Christ long before He had descended upon earth! “I know that He lives;” and now that He has ascended up on high, and led captivity captive, surely we may with double emphasis say, “I know that my Goel, my Kinsman lives, and that He has paid the price so that I should have back my inheritance, so that in my flesh I shall see God.” Yes, my hands, you are redeemed with blood—bought not with corruptible things, as with silver and gold—but with the precious blood of Christ! Yes, heaving lungs and palpitating heart, you have been redeemed! He that redeemed the soul to be His altar, has also redeemed the body, that it may be a temple for the Holy Spirit. Not even the bones of Joseph can remain in the house of bondage. No smell of the fire of death may pass upon the garments which His holy children have worn in the furnace! ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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By That Same Divine Energy

And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God… – Job 19:26

The body has just been divorced from the soul. Believers who loved most tenderly have said—”Bury my dead out of my sight.” The body is borne upon the bier and consigned to the silent earth; it is surrounded by the earthworks of death…

I think very much of the essence of Job’s faith lay in this, that he had a clear view that the worms would, after his skin, destroy his body—and yet, that in his flesh he should see God! You know we might regard it as a small miracle if we could preserve the bodies of the departed. If, by some process, with spices and gums, we could preserve the particles for the Lord to make those dry bones live and to quicken that skin and flesh, while it is certainly a miracle, but not tangibly and plainly so great a marvel as when the worms have destroyed the body. When the fabric has been absolutely broken up, the tenement all pulled down, ground to pieces, and flung in handfuls to the wind, so that no relic of it is left—and yet when Christ stands in the latter days upon the earth, all the structure shall be brought together, bone to his bone—then shall the might of Omnipotence be seen! This, then, is the doctrine of the resurrection of the body. Happy is he who finds no difficulty here—who looks at it as being an impossibility with man but a possibility with God—and lays hold upon the omnipotence of the Most High and says, “You say it, and it shall be done!” I comprehend You not, great God; I marvel at Your purpose to raise my moldering bones; but I know that You do great wonders, and I am not surprised that You should conclude the great drama of Your creating works here on earth by recreating the human frame by the same power by which You did bring from the dead the body of Your Son Jesus Christ, and by that same divine energy which has regenerated human souls in Your own image. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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The Miracle of Our Resurrection

For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God: Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me. – Job 19:25-27

Dear friends, why should we wish to have it otherwise? Why should we desire to preserve the body when the soul has gone? What vain attempts men have made with coffins of lead, and wrappings of myrrh and frankincense!…No, let the dust go, the sooner it dissolves the better. And does it matter how it goes? What if it is devoured of beasts, if it is swallowed up in the sea and become food for fishes? What if plants with their roots suck up the particles? What if the fabric passes into the animal and from the animal into the earth and from the earth into the plants and from the plant into the animal again? What if the winds blow it along the highway? What if the rivers carry it to the ocean waves? It is ordained that somehow or other it must be all separated—”dust to dust, ashes to ashes.” …Do not seek to avoid what God has purposed; do not look upon it as a gloomy thing; regard it as a necessity—no, more—view it as the platform of a miracle, the lofty stage of resurrection, since Jesus shall surely raise again from the dead the particles of this body, however divided from one another! We have heard of miracles, but what a miracle is the resurrection! All the miracles of Scripture, yes, even those wrought by Christ, are small compared with this! The philosopher says, “How is it possible that God shall hunt out every particle of the human frame?” He can do it! He has but to speak the word, and every single atom, though it may have traveled thousands of leagues, though it may have been blown as dust across the desert, and later have fallen upon the bosom of the sea, and then have descended into the depths thereof to be cast up on a desolate shore, sucked up by plants, fed on again by beasts, or passed into the fabric of another man—I say that individual atom shall find its fellows—and the whole company of particles at the trumpet of the archangel shall travel to their appointed place, and the body, the very body which was laid in the ground, shall rise again. ~ C.H. Spurgeon

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