Sermon 693. The Garden Of The Soul


"A place called Gethsemane." Matthew 26:36.

THOUGH I have taken only these few words for my text, I shall endeavor to bring the whole narrative before your mind's eyes.It is a part of the teaching of Holy Writ that man is a composite being-his nature being divisible into three parts-"spirit,""soul," and "body." I am not goingto draw any nice distinctions tonight between the spirit and the soul, or to analyze the connecting link between our immateriallife and consciousness and the physical condition of our nature and the materialism of the world around us. Suffice it tosay that whenever our vitalorganization is mentioned, this triple constitution is pretty sure to be referred to.

If you notice it carefully, you will see in our Savior's sufferings on our behalf that the passion extended to His spirit,soul, and body-and although at the last extremity upon the Cross it was hard to tell in which respect He suffered most, allthree being strained to the utmost-yetit is certain there were three distinct conflicts in accordance with this threefold endowment of humanity. The first partof our Lord's dolorous pain fell upon His spirit. This took place at the table in that upper chamber where He ate the Passoverwith His disciples. Those of youwho have read the narrative attentively will have noticed these remarkable words in the thirteenth chapter of John and thetwenty-first verse: "When Jesus had said these things, He was troubled in spirit, and testified and said, Verily, verily,I say unto you, that one of you shallbetray Me."

Of that silent conflict in the Savior's heart while He was sitting at the table no one was a spectator. Into any man's spiritualapprehensions it was beyond the power of any other creature to penetrate. How much less into the spiritual conflicts of theMan Christ Jesus? No one could by anypossibility have gazed upon these veiled mysteries! He seems to have sat there for a time like one in the deepest abstraction.He fought a mighty battle within Himself. When Judas rose and went out it may have been a relief. The Savior gave out a hymnas if to celebrate Hisconflict! Then, rising up, He went forth to the Mount of Olives.

His discourse with His disciples there is recorded in that wonderful chapter, the fifteenth of John, so full of holy triumph,beginning thus, "I am the true vine." He went to the agony in the same joyous spirit like a conqueror, and oh, how He prayed!That famous prayer-what a profound studyit is for us! It ought, properly, to be called "The Lord's Prayer." The manner and the matter are alike impressive. "Thesewords spoke Jesus, and lifted up His eyes to Heaven and said, Father, the hour is come. Glorify Your Son, that Your Son alsomay glorify You." He seems to havebeen chanting a melodious paean just then at the thought that His first battle had been fought-that His spirit, which hadbeen troubled-had risen superior to the conflict, and that He was already victorious in the first of the three terrible struggles.

As soon as this had occurred there came another hour, and with it the power of darkness in which not so much the spirit asthe soul of our blessed Lord was to sustain the shock of the encounter. This took place in the garden. You know that afterHe had come forth triumphant in this death struggleHe went to the conflict more expressly in His body, undergoing in His physical Nature the scourging, the spitting and theCrucifixion-although in that third case there was a grief of spirit and an anguish of soul likewise which mingled their tributarystreams. We would counselyou to meditate upon each separately, according to the time and the circumstance in which the pre-eminence of any one ofthese is distinctly referred to.

This second conflict which we have now before us well deserves our most reverent attention. I think it has been much misunderstood.Possibly a few thoughts may be given us tonight which shall clear away the mist from our understanding and open some of themystery to our hearts. It seems to me thatthe agony in the garden was a repetition of the temptation in the wilderness. These two contests with the Prince of Darknesshave many points of exact correspondence.

If carefully pondered you may discover that there is a singular and striking connection between the triple temptation andthe triple prayer. Having fought Satan at the first in the wilderness, on the threshold of His public ministry, our Lord nowfinds him at the last in the garden as He nears thetermination of His mediatorial work on earth.

Keep in mind that it is the soul of Jesus of which we now speak while I take up the several points consecutively, offeringa few brief words on each. THE PLACE OF CONFLICT has furnished the theme of so many discourses that you can hardly expectanything new to be said upon it. Let us, however, stirup your minds by way of remembrance. Jesus went to the GARDEN to endure the conflict because it was the place of meditation.It seemed fit that His mental conflict should be carried on in the place where man is most at home in the pensive musingsof his mind-

" The garden contemplation suits." As Jesus had been accustomed to indulge Himself with midnight reveries in the midst ofthose olive groves, He fitly chooses a place sacred to the studies of the mind to be the place memorable for the strugglesof His soul-

"In a garden man became Heir of endless death and pain."

It was there the first Adam fell, and it was meet that there-

"The second Adam should restore The ruins of the first."

He went to that particular garden, it strikes me, because it was within the boundaries of Jerusalem. He might have gone toBethany that night as He had on former nights, but why did He not? Do you not know that it was according to the Leviticallaw that the Israelites should sleep within theboundaries of Jerusalem on the Paschal night? When they came up to the temple to keep the Passover they must not go awaytill that Paschal night was over. So our Lord selected a rendezvous within the liberties of the city that He might not transgresseven the slightest jot or tittleof the Law.

And again, He chose that garden, among others contiguous to Jerusalem, because Judas knew the place. He wanted retirement,but He did not want a place where He could skulk and hide Himself. It was not for Christ to give Himself up-that were likesuicide. It was not for Him to withdraw andsecrete Himself-that were like cowardice. So He goes to a place which He is quite sure that Judas, who was aware of Hishabits, knows He is accustomed to visit. And there, like one who, so far from being afraid to meet His death, pants for theBaptism with which He is to bebaptized, He awaits the crisis that He had so distinctly anticipated.

"If they seek Me," He seemed to say, "I will be where they can readily find Me, and lead Me away." Every time we walk in agarden I think we ought to remember the garden where the Savior walked, and the sorrows that befell Him there. Did He selecta garden, I wonder, because we are all so fond ofsuch places, thus linking our seasons of recreation with the most solemn mementoes of Himself? Did He recollect what forgetfulcreatures we are, and did He therefore let His blood fall upon the soil of a garden, that so often as we dig and delve thereinwe might lift up our thoughtsto Him who fertilized earth's soil, and delivered it from the curse by virtue of His own agony and griefs?

Our next thought shall be about the WITNESSES. Christ's spiritual suffering was altogether within the veil. As I have said,no one could describe it. But His soul-sufferings had some witnesses. Not the rabble, not the multitude-when they saw Hisbodily suffering that was all they couldunderstand-therefore it was all they were permitted to see. Just so, Jesus had often shown them the flesh, as it were, orthe carnal things of His teaching when He gave them a parable. But He had never shown them the soul, the hidden life of Histeaching. This He reserved forHis disciples.

And thus it was in His passion. He let the Greek and the Roman gather around in mockery and see His flesh torn, and rent,and bleeding-but He did not let them go into the garden with Him to witness His anguish or His prayer. Within that enclosurenone came but the disciples. And mark, myBrothers and Sisters, not all the disciples were there. There were a hundred and twenty of His disciples, at least, if notmore, but only eleven bore Him company then. Those eleven must cross that gloomy brook of Kidron with Him. And eight of themare set to keep the door, theirfaces towards the world, there to sit and watch-only three go into the garden-and those three see something of His sufferings.

They behold Him when the agony begins, but still at a distance. He withdraws from them a stone's cast, for He must tread thewinepress alone and it is not possible that the priestly Sufferer should have a single peer in the offering which He is topresent to His God. At the last it came to this,that there was only one observer. The chosen three had fallen asleep, God's unsleeping eyes alone looked down upon Him.The Father's ear alone attended to the piteous cries of the Redeemer-

"He knelt, the Savior knelt andprayed, When but His Father's eyes Looked through the lonely garden's shade On that dread agony.The Lord of all above, beneath, Was bowed with sorrow unto death!" Then there came an unexpected visitor. Amazement wrappedthe sky as Christ was seen of angels to besweating blood for us! "Give strength to Christ," the Father said as He addressed some strong-winged spirit-

"The astonished seraph bowed his head, And flew from worlds on high."

He stood to strengthen, not to fight, for Christ must fight alone. But applying some holy cordial, some sacred anointing tothe oppressed Champion who was ready to faint, He, our great Deliverer, received strength from on high and rose up to thelast of His fights.

Oh, my dear Friends, does not all this teach us that the outside world knows nothing about Christ's soul-sufferings? Theydraw a picture of Him. They carve a piece of wood or ivory, but they do not know His soul-sufferings-they cannot enter intothem! No, the mass of His own people do notknow them, for they are not made conformable to those sufferings by a spiritual fellowship. We have not that keen senseof mental things to sympathize with such grieving as He had, and even the favored ones, the three-the elect out of the elect-whohave the most ofspiritual graces and who have, therefore, the most of suffering to endure, and the most of depression of spirits-even theycannot pry into the fullness of the mystery!

God only knows the soul-anguish of the Savior when He sweat great drops of blood! Angels saw it, but yet they could not understandit. They must have wondered more when they saw the Lord of Life and Glory sorrowful with exceeding sorrowfulness, even untodeath, than when they saw this round worldspring into beautiful existence from nothingness, or when they saw Jehovah garnish the heavens with His Spirit, and withHis hand form the crooked serpent. Brethren, we cannot expect to know the length and breadth and height of these things! Onlyas our own experience deepens anddarkens shall we know more and more of what Christ suffered in the garden.

Having thus spoken about the place and the witnesses, let us say a little concerning THE CUP ITSELF. What was this "cup" aboutwhich our Savior prayed-"If it is possible let this cup pass from Me"? Some of us may have entertained the notion that Christdesired, if possible, to escape from thepangs of death. You may conjecture that although He had undertaken to redeem His people, yet His human nature flinched andstarted back at the perilous hour. I have thought so myself in times past. But on more mature consideration I am fully persuadedthat such a supposition wouldreflect a dishonor upon the Savior.

I do not consider that the expression "this cup" refers to death at all. Nor do I imagine that the dear Savior meant for asingle moment to express even a particle of desire to escape from the pangs which were necessary for our redemption. This"cup," it appears to me, relates to somethingaltogether different. Not to the last conflict, but to the conflict in which He was then engaged. If you study the words-andespecially the Greek words-which are used by the various Evangelists, I think you will find that they all tend to suggestand confirm this view ofthe subject.

The Savior's spirit, having been vexed and having triumphed, was next attacked by the Evil One upon His mental Nature, andthis mental Nature became, in consequence, most horribly despondent and cast down. As when on the pinnacle of the temple theSavior felt the fear of falling, so when in thegarden He felt a sinking of soul, an awful despondency, and He began to be very sorrowful. The "cup," then, which He desiredto pass from Him was, I believe, that cup of despondency and nothing more.

I am the more disposed so to interpret it, because not a single word recorded by any of the four Evangelists seems to exhibitthe slightest wavering on the part of our Savior as to offering Himself up as an atoning Sacrifice. Their testimony is frequentand conclusive-"He set His face to gotowards Jerusalem." "I have a baptism to be baptized with, and how am I straitened till it is accomplished." "The Son ofMan goes, as it is written of Him." You never hear a sentence of reluctance or hesitancy. It does not seem to be consistentwith the Character of our blessedLord, even as Man, to suppose that He desired that final cup of His sufferings to pass away from Him at all.

Moreover, there is this, which I take to be a strong argument-the Apostle tells us that He was "heard in that He feared."Now, if He feared to die, He was not heard, for He did die. If He feared to bear the wrath of God, or the weight of humansin, and really desired to escape from them, thenHe was not heard, for He did feel the weight of sin, and He did suffer the weight of His Father's vindictive wrath. Thusit appears to me that what He feared was that dreadful depression of mind which had suddenly come upon Him so that His soulwas very heavy. He prayed His Fatherthat that cup might pass away-and so it did-for I do not see in all the Savior's griefs afterwards that singular overwhelmingdepression He endured when in the garden.

He suffered much in Pilate's hall. He suffered much upon the tree. But there was, I was almost about to say, a bold cheerfulnessabout Him even to the last, when for the joy that was set before Him He endured the Cross! Yes, when He cried, "I thirst,"and, "My God, My God, why have you forsakenMe?" I think I notice a holy force and vigor about the words and thoughts of the Sufferer which not the weak and tremblingstate of His body could extinguish! The language of that twenty-second Psalm, which seems to have struck the keynote, if Imay so speak, of His devotion on theCross, is full of faith and confidence.

If the first verse contains the bitterest of woe, the twenty-first verse changes the plaintive strain. "You have heard (oranswered) Me" marks a transition from suffering to satisfaction which it is delightful to dwell upon. Now, perhaps some ofyou may think that if this cup only meant depressionof the spirits and dismay of the soul it was nothing of much significance, or at least it weakens the spell of those wordsand deeds which twine around Gethsemane. Permit me to beg your pardon. I know personally that there is nothing on earth thatthe human frame can suffer to becompared with despondency and prostration of mind. Such is the dolefulness and gloom of a heavy soul, yes, a soul exceedinglyheavy even unto death that I could imagine the pangs of dissolution to be lighter!

In our last hour joy may lighten up the heart, and the sunshine of Heaven within may bear up the soul when all outside isdark. But when the iron enters into a man's soul he is unmanned, indeed! In the cheerlessness of such exhausted spirits themind is confused. Well can I understand the sayingthat is written, "I am a worm and no man," of one that is a prey to such melancholy. Oh that cup! When there is not a promisethat can give you comfort. When everything in the world looks dark. When your very mercies frighten you and rise like hideousspecters and portents of evilbefore your view.

When you are like the brothers of Benjamin as they opened the sacks and found the money, but instead of being comforted said,"What is this that God has done unto us?" When everything looks black and you seem, through some morbid sensitiveness intowhich you have fallen, to distort every object andevery circumstance into a dismal caricature, let me say to you, that for us poor sinful men this is a cup more horriblethan any which inquisitors could mix! I can imagine Anne Askew on the rack, braving it out, like the bold woman she was, facingall her accusers and saying-

"I am not she that lets My anchor to fall; For every drizzling mist My ship's substantial," but I cannot think of a man inthe soul-sickness of such depression of spirits as I am referring to, finding in thought or song a soothing for his woe.

When God touches the very secret of a man's soul, and his spirit gives way, he cannot bear up very long. And this seems tome to have been the cup which the Savior had to drink just then-from which He prayed to be delivered-and concerning whichHe was heard. Consider for a moment whatdepressed His soul. Everything, my Brothers and Sisters, everything was draped in gloom and overcast with darkness thatmight be felt! There was the past. Putting it as I think He would look at it, His life had been unsuccessful. He could saywith Isaiah, "Who has believed Ourreport, and to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?" "He came unto His own, and His own received Him not."

And how poor was that little success He did have! There were His twelve disciples, and one of them He knew to be on the wayto betray Him. Eight of them were asleep at the entrance to the garden and three asleep within the garden! He knew that theywould all forsake Him, and one of them would denyHim with oaths and curses! What was there to comfort Him? When a man's spirit sinks he needs a cheerful companion-he needssomebody to talk to. Was not this felt by the Savior? Did He not go three times to His disciples?

He knew they were but men, but then a man can comfort a man in such a time as that. The sight of a friendly face may cheerone's own countenance and enliven one's heart. But He had to shake them from their slumber, and then they stared at Him withunmeaning gazes. Did He not return back again toprayer because there was no eye to pity, and none that could help? He found no relief! Half a word sometimes, or even asmile-even though it be only from a child-will help you when you are sad and prostrate. But Christ could not get even that!He had to rebuke themalmost bitterly. Is not there a tone of irony about His remonstrance-"Sleep on now and take your rest"?

He was not angry, but He did feel it. When a man is low-spirited he feels more keenly and acutely than at other times. Andalthough the splendid charity of our Lord made that excuse-"The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak," yet it did cut Himto the heart and He had an anguish of soullike that which Joseph felt when he was sold into Egypt by his brothers. You will see, then, that both the past and thepresent were sufficient to depress Him to the greatest degree. But there was the future-and as He looked forward to that,devoted as His heart was, andunfaltering as was the courage of His soul (for it were sacrilege and slander, I think, to impute even a thought of flinchingto Him)-yet His human heart shrank back in fear!

He seemed to think-"Oh, how shall I bear it?" The mind started back from the shame and the body started back from the pain,and the soul and body both started back from the thought of death and of death in such an ignominious way-

"He experienced them all- The doubt, the strife, The faint, perplexing dread. The mists that hang over parting life All gatheredround His head- ThatHe who gave man's breath might know The very depths of human woe." Brethren, none of us have such causefor depression as the Savior had!We have not His load to carry and we have a Helper to help us whom He had not, for God, who forsook Him, will never forsakeus. Our soul may be cast down within us but we can never have such great reason for it, nor can we ever know it to so greatan extent as our dear Redeemer did.

I wish I could picture to you that lovely Man-friendless like a stag at bay with the dogs compassing Him round about and theassembly of the wicked enclosing Him, foreseeing every incident of His passion, even to the piercing of His hands and Hisfeet, the parting of His garments, and thelots cast upon His vesture-and anticipating that last death-sweat without a drop of water to cool His lips! I can but conceivethat His soul must have felt within itself a solemn trembling such as might well make Him say, "I am exceedingly sorrowfuleven unto death." This,then, seems to me to be the "cup" which our Lord Jesus Christ desired to have passed from Him and which did pass from Himin due time.

Advancing a little further, I want you to think of the AGONY-which we have been accustomed to call this scene in the garden.You all know that it is a word which signifies "wrestling." Now there is no wrestling where there is only one individual.To this agony, therefore, there must have beentwo parties. Were there not, however mystically speaking, two parties in Christ? What do I see in this King of Sharon but,as it were, two armies? There was the stern resolve to do all and to accomplish the work which He had undertaken.

And there was the mental weakness and depression which seemed to say to Him, "You cannot! You will never accomplish it." "Ourfathers trusted in You and You did deliver them. They cried unto You and were delivered. They trusted in You and were notconfounded." "But I am a worm and no man, areproach of men, and despised of the people." So that the two thoughts come into conflict-the shrinking of the soul-andyet the determination of His invincible will to go on with it and to work it out. He was in an agony in that struggle betweenthe overwhelming fear ofHis mind and the noble eagerness of His spirit.

I think, too, that Satan afflicted Him-that the powers of darkness were permitted to use their utmost craft in order to drivethe Savior to absolute despair. One expression used to depict it I will handle very delicately-a word that, in its roughersense, means, and has been applied topersons out of their mind and bereft for awhile of reason. The term used concerning the Savior in Gethsemane can only beinterpreted by a word equivalent to our "distracted." He was like one bewildered with an overwhelming weight of anxiety andterror. But His Divine Nature awakenedup His spiritual faculties and His mental energy to display their full power. His faith resisted the temptation of unbelief.

The heavenly goodness that was within Him so mightily contended with the Satanic suggestions and insinuations which were thrownin His way that it came to a wrestling. I should like you to catch the idea of wrestling as though you saw two men tryingto throw one another, struggling together tillthe muscles stand out and the veins start like whipcord on their brows. That were a fearful spectacle when two men in desperatewrath thus close in with each other. The Savior was thus wrestling with the powers of darkness and He grappled with such terribleearnestness in the fraythat He sweat, as it were, great drops of blood-

"The powers of Hell united pressed And squeezed His heart, and bruised His breast! What dreadful conflicts raged within When sweat and blood forced through His skin!"

Observe the way in which Christ conducted the agony. It was by prayer. He turned to His Father three times with the same words.It is an index of distraction when you repeat yourself. Three times with the same words He approached His God-"My Father,let this cup pass from Me." Prayer is thegreat cure-all for depression of spirit. "When my spirit is overwhelmed within me, I will look to the Rock that is higherthan I." There will be a breaking up altogether, and a bursting of spirit unless you pull up the sluices of supplication andlet the soul flow out in secretcommunion with God! If we would state our griefs to God they would not fret and fume within and wear out our patience asthey sometimes do.

In connection with the agony and the prayer there seems to have been a bloody sweat. It has been thought by some that thepassage only means that the sweat was like drops of blood. But then the word "like" is used in Scripture to signify not merelyresemblance but the identical thing itself. Webelieve that the Savior did sweat, from His entire Person, great drops of blood falling down to the ground. Such an occurrenceis very rare, indeed, among men. It has happened some few times. Books of surgery record a few instances, but I believe thatthe persons who under somehorrifying grief experience such a sweat never recover-they have always died.

Our Savior's anguish had this peculiarity about it, that though He sweat, as it were, great drops of blood falling to theground so copiously as if in a crimson shower, yet He survived. His blood must needs be shed by the hands of others, and Hissoul poured out unto death in another form.Remembering the doom of sinful man-that he should eat his bread in the sweat of his face-we see the penalty of sin exactedin awful measure on Him who stood for sinners. As we eat bread this day at the Lord's Table, we commemorate the drops of bloodthat He sweat. Withperspiration on his face and huge drops on his brow, man toils for the bread that perishes-but bread is only the staff oflife.

When Christ toiled to give life itself to men, He sweat, not the common perspiration of the outward form, but the blood whichflows from the very heart itself. Would that I had words to bring all this before you! I want to make you see it. I want tomake you feel it. The heavenly Lover who hadnothing to gain except to redeem our souls from sin and Satan, and to win our hearts for Himself, leaves the shining courtsof His eternal Glory and comes down as a poor, feeble, and despised Man!

He is so depressed at the thought of what is yet to be done and suffered and under such pressure of Satanic influence, thatHe sweat drops of blood, falling upon the cold frosty soil in that moon-lit garden. Oh the love of Jesus! Oh the weight ofsin! Oh the debt of gratitude which you and I oweHim!-

"Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small! Love so amazing, so Divine, Demands my soul, my life,my all!" We must proceed with the rich narrative to meditate upon our SAVIOR CONQUERING. Our imagination is slow to fix uponthis precious feature of the dolorous history.Though He had said, "If it is possible, let this cup pass from Me," yet presently we observe how tranquil and calm He iswhen He rises up from that scene of prostrate devotion! He remarks, as though it were in an ordinary tone of voice, some expectedcircumstance-"He is athand that shall betray Me. Rise, let us be going." There is no distraction now. No hurry, no turmoil, no exceedingly sorroweven unto death. Judas comes, and Jesus says, "Friend, why are you come?"

You would hardly know Him to be the same man that was so sorrowful just now. One word with an emanation of His Deity sufficesto make all the soldiery fall backwards. Soon He turns round and touches the ear of the high priest's servant and heals itas in happier days He healed the diseases and thewounds of the people that flocked round Him in His journeys. Away He goes, so calm and collected that unjust accusationscannot extort a reply from Him! And though beset on every hand, yet is He led as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep beforeher shearers is dumb, so He opensnot His mouth.

That was a magnificent calmness of mind that sealed His lips and kept Him passive before His foes! You and I could not havedone it. It must have been a deep profound peace within which enabled Him to be thus mute and still amidst the hoarse murmurof the council and the boisterous tumult of themultitude. I believe that having fought the enemy within He had achieved a splendid victory! He was heard in that He feared,and was now able in the fullness of His strength to go out to the last tremendous conflict in which He met the embattled hostsof earth and Hell-and yetunabashed after He had encountered them all-to wave the banner of triumph and to say, "It is finished."

Let us ask, in drawing to a conclusion, what is the LESSON FROM ALL THIS? I think I could draw out twenty lessons, but ifI did they would not be so good and profitable as the one lesson which the Savior draws Himself. What was the lesson whichHe particularly taught to His disciples? Now Peter,James, and John, open your ears! And you, Magdalene, and you, Mary, and you, the wife of Herod's steward, and other graciouswomen, listen for the inference which I am going to draw! It is not mine-it is that of our Lord and Master Himself. With howmuch heed should wetreasure it up! "What I say unto you I say unto all, Watch." "Watch," and yet again, "Watch and pray lest you enter intotemptation."

I have been turning this over in my mind to make out the connection. Why, on this particular occasion, should He exhort themto watch? It strikes me that there were two sorts of watching. Did you notice that there were eight disciples at the gardengate? They were watching, or ought to have been.And three were inside the garden. They, too, were watching, or ought to have been.

But they watched differently. Which way were the eight looking? It strikes me that they were set there to look outwards-towatch lest Christ should be surprised by those who would attack Him. That was the object of their being put there. The otherthree were set to watch His actions and Hiswords-to look at the Savior and see if they could help, or cheer, or encourage Him.

Now you and I have reason to look both ways, and the Savior seems to say as we look upon the agony-"You will have to feelsomething like this, therefore watch." Watch outwards-be always on your watchtower lest sin surprise you. It is through sinthat you will be brought into this agony.It is by giving Satan an advantage over you that the sorrows of your soul will be multiplied. If your foot slips your heartwill become the prey of gloom. If you neglect communion with Jesus, if you grow cold or lukewarm in your affections, if youdo not live up to your privilegesyou will become the prey of darkness, dejection, discouragement, and despair. Therefore, watch, lest you enter upon thisgreat and terrible temptation.

Satan cannot bring strong faith, when it is in healthy exercise, into such a state of desolation. It is when your faith declinesand your love grows negligent, and your hope is inanimate that he can bring you into such disconsolate heaviness that yousee not your signs, nor know whether you are aBeliever or not. You will not be able to say, "My Father," for your soul will doubt whether you are a child of God at all.When the ways of Zion mourn, the harps of the sons and daughters of Zion are unstrung. Therefore, keep good watch, you wholike the eight disciples are chargedas sentinels at the threshold of the garden.

But you three, watch inward. Look at Christ. "Consider Him that endured such contradiction of sinners against Himself." Watchthe Savior and watch with the Savior. Brothers and Sisters, I should like to speak this to you so emphatically that you wouldnever forget it! Be familiar with the passionof your Lord! Get right up to the Cross! Do not be satisfied with that, but get the Cross on your shoulders-get yourselfbound to the Cross in the spirit of the Apostle when he said, "I am crucified with Christ, nevertheless I live."

I do not think that I have had sweeter work to do for a long time than when, a few weeks ago, I was looking over all the hymnwriters and all the poets I knew of for hymns upon the passion of the Lord. I tried to enjoy them as I selected them, andto get into the vein in which the poets were whenthey sung them. Believe me, there is no fount that yields such sweet water as the fount that springs from Calvary just atthe foot of the Cross! Here it is that there is a sight to be seen more astounding and more ravishing than even from the topof Pisgah!

Get into the side of Christ-it is a cleft of the rock in which you may hide until the tempest is passed. Live in Christ. Livenear to Christ and then let the conflict come and you will overcome even as He overcame! And rising up from your sweat andfrom your agony you will go forth to meeteven death itself with a calm expression on your brow, saying, "My Father, not as I will, but as You will."-

"My God, I love You, not because I hope for Heaven thereby, Nor because they who love You not Must burn eternally. You, O my Jesus, You did me Upon the Cross embrace. For me did bear the nails and spear, And manifold disgrace. And griefs and torments numberless, And sweat of agony! Yes, death itself-and all for me Who was Your enemy. Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ, Should I not love You well? Not for the hope of winning Heaven, Nor of escaping Hell. Not with the hope of gaining anything, Nor seeking a reward But as You Yourself have loved me, O ever-loving Lord, Even so I love You, and will love, And in Your praise will sing Because You are my loving God, And my Eternal King."

I hope that this meditation may be profitable to some tried Christians and even to impenitent sinners likewise. Oh that thepictures I have been trying to draw might be seen by some who will come and trust in this wondrous Man, this wondrous Godwho saves all who trust in Him! Oh, rest on Him!"Though your sins are as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow. Though they are red like crimson, they shall be as wool."Do but trust Him and you are saved! I do not say you shall be saved some day, but you are saved tonight!

The sin which was on your shoulder, heavy as a burden when you came into this house, shall all be gone. Look now to Him inthe garden, on the Cross, and on the Throne! Trust Him! Trust Him! Trust Him NOW! Trust Him ONLY! Trust Him wholly-

"Let no other trust intrude- None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good."

May the Lord bless you, everyone in this assembly, and at the Table may you have His Presence. Amen.