Sermon 281. The Saviour's Many Crowns
Delivered on Sabbath Morning, October 30th, 1859, by the
REV. C.H. SPURGEON
at the Music Hall, Royal Surrey Gardens.
"On his head were many crowns."-Revelation 19:12.
AH, WELL YE KNOW what head this was, and ye have not forgotten its marvellous history. A head which once in infancy reclinedupon the bosom of a woman! A head which was meekly bowed in obedience to a carpenter! A head which became in after years afountain of water, and a reservoir of tears. A head which "sweat as it were great drops of blood falling to the ground!" Ahead which was spit upon, whose hair was plucked: A head which at the last in the grim agony of death,crowned with thorns, gave utterance to the terrible death-shriek-lama sabachthani! A head which afterwards slept in the grave; and-glory be unto him that liveth and was dead, but is alive for evermore-a headwhich afterwards rose again from the tomb, and looked with radiant eyes of love upon the holy women waiting at the sepulcher.This is the head whereof John speaks in the words of the text. Who would have thought that a head, the visage of which wasmore marred than that of anyother man-a head which suffered more from the tempests of heavenward of earth than ever mortal brow before, should nowbe surrounded with these many diadems, these star-bestudded crowns!
My brethren, it needs John himself to expound this glorious vision to you. Alas my eye has not yet seen the heavenly glory,nor has my ear heard the celestial song, I am therefore but as a little child among topless mountains, overawed with grandeur,and speechless with awe. Pray for me that I may utter a few words which the Holy Spirit may comfortably apply to your souls,for if he help me not, I am helpless indeed. With his divine aid, I dare to look upon the gloriousdiadems of our Lord and King. The crowns upon the head of Christ are of three sorts. First, there are the crowns of dominions, many of which are on his head. Next, there are the crowns of victory, which he has won in many a terrible battle. Then there are the crowns of thanksgiving with which his church and all his people have delighted to crown his wondrous head.
I. First, then, let every believing eye look through the thick darkness and behold Jesus us he sits this day upon the throneof his Father, and let every heart rejoice while it sees the many CROWNS OF DOMINION upon his head. First, and foremost, theresparkles about his brow the everlasting diadem of the King of Heaven. His are the angels. The cherubim and seraphim continually bound forth his praise. At his behest the mightiest spirit delightsto fly, and carry hiscommands to the most distant world". He has but to speak, and it is done. Cheerfully is he obeyed, and majestically dothhe reign his high courts are thronged with holy spirits, who live upon his smile, who drink light from his eyes, who borrowglory from his majesty. There is no spirit in heaven so pure that it does not bow before him, no angel so bright that it doesnot veil its face with its wings, when it draweth near to him. Yea, moreover, the many spirits redeemed, delight to bow beforehim, day without night they circle his throne, singing-"Worthy is he that was slain and hath redeemed us from our sinsby his blood, honor, and glory, and majesty, and power, and dominion, and might, be unto him that sitteth upon the throne,and unto the Lamb for ever and ever." To be King of heaven were surely enough! The ancients were accustomed to divide heaven,and earth, and hell, into divers monarchies, and allot each of them to distinct kings; and surely heaven were an empire largeenough even for an infinite Spirit. Christ is Lord of all its boundless plains. He laid the precious stones upon whichwas builded that city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God; he is the light of that city, he is the joyof its inhabitants, and it is their loving life evermore to pay him honor. Side by side with this bright crown behold another.It is the iron crown of hell, for Christ reigneth there supreme. Not only in the dazzling brightness of heaven, but in theblack impenetrable darkness of hell is his omnipotence felt, and his sovereignty acknowledged; the chains which bind damnedspirits are the chains of his strength; the fires which burn are the fires of his vengeance; the burning rays that scorchthrough their eyeballs, and melt their very heart, are flashed from his vindictive eye. There is no power in hell besideshis. The very devils know his might. He chaineth the great dragon. If he give him a temporary liberty, yet is the chain inhishand, and he can draw him back lest he go beyond his limit. Hell trembles at him. The very howlings of lost spirits arebut deep bass notes of his praise. While in heaven the glorious notes shout forth his goodness; in hell the deep growlingsresound his justice, and his certain victory over an his foes. Thus his empire is higher than the highest heaven, and deeperthan the lowest hell. This earth also is a province of his wide domains. Though small the empire compared with others, yetfromthis world hath he perhaps derived more glory than from any other part of his dominions. He reigns on earth. On his headis the crown of creation. "All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made." His voice said, "Let there be light,"and there was light. It was his strength that piled the mountains, and his wisdom balances the clouds. He is Creator. If youlift your eye to the upper spheres, and behold yon starry worlds-he made them. They are notself-created. He struck them off like sparks from the anvil of his omnipotence; and there they glitter, upheld and supportedby his might. He made the earth and all men that be upon it, the cattle an a thousand hills, and the birds that make gladthe air. The sea is his, and he made it also. Leviathan he hath formed, and though that monster maketh the deep to be hoary,yet is he but a creature of his power. Together with this crown of creation there is yet another-the crown ofprovidence, for he sustaineth all things by the word of his power. Everything must cease to be, if it were not for the continual out-goingof his strength. The earth must die, the sun must grow dim with age, and nature sink in years, if Christ supplied it not withperpetual strength. He sends the howling blasts of winter; he, anon, restrains them and breathes the breath of spring; heripens the fruits of summer, and he makes glad the autumn with his harvest. All things know his will. Theheart of the great universe beats by his power; the very sea derives its tide from him. Let him once withdraw his hands,and the pillars of earth must tremble; the stars must fall like fig leaves from the tree, and all things must be quenchedin the blackness of annihilation. On his head is the crown of providence. And next to this there glitters also the thrice-gloriouscrown of grace. He is the King of grace: he gives, or he withholds. The river of God's mercy flows from underneath histhrone; he sits as Sovereign in the dispensation of mercy. He hath the key of heaven; he openeth, and no man shutteth;he shutteth, and no man openeth; he calleth, and the stubborn heart obeys; he willeth, and the rebellious spirit bends itsknee; for he is Master of men, and when he wills to bless, none can refuse the benediction. He reigneth in his church amidstwilling spirits; and he reigns for his church over all the nations of the world, that he may gather unto himself a peoplethat noman can number who shall bow before the scepter of his love.
I pause here, overcome by the majesty of the subject, and instead of attempting to describe that brow, and those glitteringcrowns, I shall act the part of a seraph, and bow before that well-crowned head, and cry, "Holy, holy, holy, art thou LordGod of hosts! The keys of heaven, and death, and hell, hang at thy girdle; thou art supreme, and unto thee be glory for everand ever."
And now, my brothers, what say you to this? Do not sundry thoughts at once stir in your hearts? Methinks I hear one say, "Ifthis be so, if Christ hath these many crowns of dominion, how vain it is for me to rebel against him." My hearers, it maybe, some of you are striving against Christ. Like Saul of Tarsus, you have become "exceeding mad" against him. Your wife frequentsthe house of God, and you forbid her. You persecute your child because she follows Jesus. You hatethe very name of Christ; you curse his servants; you despise his Word. You would if you could, spit upon his ministers;and, perhaps, burn his people. This know, that you have undertaken a battle in which you are certain of defeat. Who ever aboveagainst him and prospered? Go O man and do battle against the lightning, and hold the thunder-bolt in thine hand; go and restrainthe sea, and hush the billows, and hold the winds in the hollow of thine hand; and when thou hast done this, then lift thypuny hand against the King of kings. For he that was crucified is thy Master, and though thou oppose him thou shalt notsucceed. In thy utmost malice thou shalt be defeated, and the vehemence of thy wrath shall but return upon thine own head.Methinks I see this day the multitudes of Christ's enemies. They stand up; they take counsel together-"Let us break his bandsin sunder; let us cast away his cords from us." Hear ye, O rebels, yonder deep-sounding laugh? Out of the thick darkness ofhistabernacle, Jehovah laughs at you. He hath you in derision. He saith "I have set my King upon my holy hill of Zion." Comeon, ye enemies of Christ, and be dashed in pieces. Come on in your most vehement force, and fall like the waves that are brokenagainst the immovable rock. He ruleth and he will rule; and you one day shall be made to feel his power. For "At the nameof Jesus every knee must bow, of things in heaven and things on earth, and things under the earth."
Another thought, right full of comfort springs up to my mind. Believer, look to Christ's thrice-crowned head this day andbe comforted. Is providence against thee? Correct thy speech; thou hast erred, God hath not become thine enemy. Providenceis not against thee, for Jesus is its King; he weighs its trials and counts its storms. Thy enemies may strive, but they shallnot prevail against thee-he shall smite them upon the cheek-bone. Art thou passing through the fire?The fire is Christ's dominion. Art thou going through the floods? They shall not drown thee; for even the floods obeythe voice of the Omnipotent Messiah. Wherever thou art called, thou canst not go where Jesus's love reigns not. Commit thyselfinto his hands. However dark thy circumstance, he can make thy pathway clear. Though night surround thee, he shall surelybring the day. Only trust thou in him; leave thy concerns both little and great in his Almighty hands, and thou shalt yetsee howkind his heart, how strong his hand to bring thee out and glorify thee. Repose your confidence in him who is the Kingof kings. Come bring your burdens each one of you to his feet, and take a song away. If your hearts be heavy bring them here;the golden scepter can lighten them. If your griefs be many, tell them into his ear; his loving eyes can scatter them, andthrough the thick darkness shall there be a bright light shining, and you shall see his face and know that all is well.
I am sure there is no more delightful doctrine to a Christian, than that of Christ's absolute sovereignty. I am glad thereis no such thing as chance, that nothing is left to itself, but that Christ everywhere hath sway. If I thought that therewas a devil in hell that Christ did not govern, I should be afraid that devil would destroy me, If I thought there was a circumstanceon earth, which Christ did not over-rule, I should fear that that circumstance would ruin me. Nay,if there were an angel in heaven that was not one of Jehovah's subjects, I should tremble even at him. But since Christis King of kings, and I am his poor brother, one whom he loves, I give all my cares to him, for he careth for me; and leaningon his breast, my soul hath full repose, confidence, and security.
II. And now, in the second place, Christ hath many CROWN'S OF VICTORY. The first diadems which I have mentioned are his byright. He is God's only begotten and well-beloved Son, and hence be inherits unlimited dominions. But viewed as the Son ofMan, conquest has made him great, and his own right hand and his holy arm have won for him the triumph. In the first place,Christ has a crown which I pray that every one of you may wear. He has a crown of victory over the world.For thus saith he himself, "Be of good cheer, I have overcome the world." Did you ever think of what a stern battle thatwas which Christ had to fight with the world? The world first said, "I will extinguish him, he shall not be known;" and itthrew on Christ heaps of poverty that there he might be smothered. But he shone in his poverty, and the seamless coat shonewith greater light than the robe of the rabbi. Then the world attacked him with its threatenings. Sometimes they dragged himto thebrow of a hill to cast him down headlong; at another time they took up stones to stone him. But he who was not to be biddenby poverty, was not to be quenched by threatening. And then the world tried its blandishments; it came with a fair face andpresented to him a crown. They would have taken Christ and would have made him a king; but he who cared not for their frownswas regardless of their smiles. He put away the crown from him; he came not to be a king but to suffer and to die. "My kingdomis not of this world," said he, "else would my servants fight." Have you never thought how through thirty years the worldtempted Christ? That temptation of the devil in the wilderness was not the only one which he had to endure. Trials of everyshape and size surrounded him, the world emptied its quiver, and shot all its arrows against the breast of the spotless Redeemer;but all holy, all unharmed was he. Still separate from sinners, he walked among them without defilement; feasted amongthem, and yet did not sanction their gluttony; drank with them, and yet was not a drunkard, acted as they acted in allinnocent things, and was the world's man, and yet not a man of the world. He was in the world, but he was not of it; separate,and yet one of themselves; united to our race by closest ties, and yet evermore separate and distinguished from all mankind.I would, my brethren, that we could imitate Christ in our battle with the world. But alas, the world oftentimes gets the upperhand of us. Sometimes we yield to its smiles, and often do we tremble before its frowns. Have hope and courage, believer;be like your Master, be the world's foe and overcome it, yield not, suffer it never to entrap your watchful feet. Stand uprightamid all its pressure, and be not moved by all its enchantments. Christ did this, and therefore around his head is that rightroyal crown of victory; trophy of triumph over the entire forces of the world.
Furthermore, the next crown he wears is the crown by which he has overcome sin. Sin has been more than a match for creaturesof every kind. Sin fought the angels and a third part of the stars of heaven fell. Sin defied the perfect Adam and soon overcamehim, for even at the first blow he fell. Sin had a stern contest with Jesus our Lord, but in him it found its master. Sincame with all its temptations, but Christ resisted and overcame. It came with its horror and with itscurse; Christ suffered, Christ endured, and so destroyed its power. He took the poisoned darts of the curse into his ownheart, and there quenched its poison fires by shedding his own blood. By suffering, Christ has become master over sin. Thedragon's neck is now beneath his feet. There is not a temptation which he has not known and therefore not a sin which he hasnot overcome. He has cast down every shape and form of evil, and now for ever stands he more than a conqueror through hisglorioussufferings. Oh, my brethren, how bright that crown which he deserves, who hath for ever put away our sin by the sacrificeof himself. My soul enraptured restrains my voice, and once again I bow before his throne and worship, in spirit, My bleedingRansomer, my suffering Saviour.
And then again, Christ wears about his head the crown of death. He died, and in that dreadful hour he overcame death, rifledthe sepulcher, split the stone which guarded the mouth of the grave, hewed death in pieces and destroyed the arch-destroyer.Christ seized the iron limbs of Death and ground them to powder in his hand. Death swayed his scepter over all the bodiesof men, but Christ has opened the gate of resurrection for his redeemed, and in that day when he shallput the trumpet to his lips and blow the resurrection blast, then shall it be seen how Christ is universal monarch overall the domains of death, for as the Lord our Saviour rose, so all his followers must. And then again, Christ is not onlyLord of the world, king of sin, and king of death, but he is king of Satan too. He met that arch fiend foot to foot. Fearfulwas the struggle, for our champion sweat as it were, great drops of blood falling to the ground; but he hewed his way to victorythrough his own body, through the agonies of his own soul. Desperate was the encounter. Head and hands, and feet and heartwere wounded, but the Saviour flinched not from the fight. He rent the lion of the pit as though he were a kid, and brokethe dragon's head in pieces. Satan was nibbling at Christ's heel, Christ trod on him and smashed his head. Now hath Jesusled captivity captive, and is master over all the hosts of hell. Glorious is that victory! Angels repeat the triumphant strain,hisredeemed take up the song; and you, ye blood-bought sons of Adam, praise him too, for he hath overcome all the evil ofhell itself.
And yet, once again, another crown hath Christ, and that is the crown of victory over man. Would to God, my hearers, thathe wore a crown for each of you. What hard work it is to fight with the evil heart of man. If you wish him to do evil, youcan soon overcome him; but if you would overcome him with good, how hard the struggle! Christ could have man's heart, butman would not give it to him. Christ tried him in many a way; he woed him, but man's heart was hard and wouldnot melt. Moses came, and said, "My Master, let me try and open man's heart;" and he used the fire, and the whirlwind,and the hammer of God; but the heart would not break, and the spirit would not open to Christ. Then Christ came, and he said,"Hard-heart, I will win thee; O, icy Soul, I will melt thee." And the Soul said. "No, Jesus, I defy thee." But Christ said,"I will do it." And he came once upon a time to the poor Hard-heart, and brought his cross with him. "See, Hard-heart," saidhe,"I love thee; though thou lovest not me, yet I love thee, and in proof of this, see here; I will hang upon this cross."And as Hard-heart looked on, suddenly fierce men nailed the Saviour to the tree. His hands were pierced; his soul was rentin agony, and looking down on the Hard-heart, Jesus said, "Hard-heart, wilt thou not love me? I love thee; I have redeemed thee from death; though thou me, yet do I die for thee; though thou kickest against me yet will I surelycarry thee tomy throne." And the Hard-heart said, "Jesus, I can bear it no longer, I yield to thee. thy love has overcome me; oh, Iwould be thy subject for ever, only remember me when thou comest into thy kingdom, and let me be numbered with thy subjectsboth now and for ever." My hearers, has Christ ever overcome you? Say, has his love bean too much for you? Have you been compelledto give up your sins, woed by his love divine? Have your eyes been made to run with tears at the thought of his affectionforyou, and of your own ingratitude? Have you ever thought this over?-"I, the blackest of sinners, have despised him; hisBible I have left unread; his blood I have trampled under foot, and yet he died for me, and loved me with an everlasting love."Surely, this has made you bow your knee; this has made your spirit cry-
"Oh, sovereign grace my heart subdue;
I will be led in triumph, too,
A willing captive to my Lord
To sing the triumphs of his Word."
If this be the case with you, then you may yourself recognize one of the many crowns that are on his head.
III. Now, this brings me to the third point, and may I very earnestly ask your prayers, that, feeble as I am this morning,I may be helped while I endeavor to dwell upon this sweet subject.
I am preaching in my own spirit against wind and tide. There are times when one preaches with pleasure and delight, enjoyingthe Word, but now I can get nothing for myself, even if I am giving you anything. Pray for me, that nevertheless the Wordmay be blessed, that in my weakness God's strength may appear.
The third head deals with the CROWNS OF THANKSGIVING. Surely, concerning these we may well say, "On his head are many crowns."In the first place, all the mighty doers in Christ's church ascribe their crown to him. What a glorious crown is that whichElijah will wear-the man who went to Ahab, and when Ahab said, "Hast thou found me, O mine enemy?" reproved him to his veryface-the man who took the prophets of Baal, and let not one of them escape, but hewed them inpieces and made them a sacrifice to God. What a crown will he wear who ascended into heaven in a chariot of fire! What a crown, again, belongs to Daniel, saved from the lion's den-Daniel,the earnest prophet of God. What a crown will be that which shall glitter on the head of the weeping Jeremy, and the eloquentEsaias! What crowns are those which shall begirt the heads of the apostles! What a weighty diadem is that which Paul shallreceive for his many years of service! And then, myfriends, how shall the crown of Luther glitter, and the crown of Calvin; and what a noble diadem shall that be which Whitfieldshall wear, and all those men who have so valiantly served God, and who by his might have put to flight the armies of theAliens, and have maintained the gospel banner erect in troublous times! Nay, but let me point to you a scene. Elijah entersheaven, and where goes he with that crown which is instantly put upon his head? See, he flies to the throne, and stoopingthere, he uncrowns himself; "Not unto me, not unto me but unto thy name be all the glory!" See the prophets as they steamin one by one; without exception, they put their crowns upon the head of Christ. And mark the apostles, and all the mightyteachers of the church; they all bow there and cast their crowns at his feet, who, by his grace, enabled them to win them.
"I ask them whence their victory came;
They, with united breath,
Ascribe their triumph to the Lamb,
Their conquest to HIS DEATH."
Not only the mighty doers but the mighty sufferers do this. How brilliant are the ruby crowns of the martyred saints. Fromthe stake, from the gibbet, from the fire, they ascended up to God; and among the bright ones they are doubly bright, fairestof the mighty host that surrounds the throne of the Blessed One. What crowns they wear! I must confess that I have often enviedthem. It is a happy thing to live in peaceful days; but while happy, it is not honorable. How muchmore honorable to have died the death of Lawrence, grilled to death upon that fiery gridiron, or to die pierced with spears,with every bone dislocated on the rack! A noble way of serving Christ, to have stood calmly in the midst of the fires, andhave clapped one's hands, and cried. "I can do all things, even give my body to be burned for his dear names sake!" What crownsare those which martyr's wear! An angel might blush to think that his dignity was so small compared with that of thoseriders in chariots of fire. Where are all those crowns? They are on the head of Christ. Not a martyr wears his crown;they all take their blood-red crowns, and then they place them on his brow-the fire crown, the rack crown, there I see themall glitter. For it was his love that helped them to endure; it was by his blood that they overcame.
And then, brethren, think of another list of crowns. They who turn many to righteousness shall shine as the stars for everand ever. There are a few men whom God has enabled to do much for the church and much for the world. They spend and are spent.Their bodies know no rest, their souls no ease. Like chariots instinct with life, or dragged by unseen but resistless coursers,they fly from duty to duty, from labor to labor. What crowns shall theirs be when they come beforeGod, when the souls they have saved shall enter paradise with them, and when they shall say, "Here am I and the childrenwhich thou hast given me! "What shouts of acclamation, what honors, what rewards shall then be given to the winners of souls!What will they do with their crowns? Why, they will take them from their heads and lay them there where sits the Lamb in themidst of the throne. There will they bow and cry, "Jesus, we were not saviours, thou didst it all; we were but thy servants.The victory belongs not to us but to our Master. We did reap, but thou didst sow, we did cast in the net, but thou didstfill it full. An our success is accomplished through thy strength, and by the power of thy grace." Well may it be said ofChrist, "On his head are many crowns."
But see, another host approaches. I see a company of cherubic spirits flying upwards to Christ; and who are these? I knowthem not. They are not numbered among the martyrs; I read not their names among the apostles; I do not even distinguish themas having been written amongst the saints of the living God. Who are these? I ask one of them, "Who are you, ye bright andsparkling spirits?" The leader replies, "We are the glorious myriad of infants, who compose thefamily above. We from our mother's breasts fled straight to heaven, redeemed by the blood of Christ. We were washed fromoriginal depravity, and we have entered heaven. From every nation of the earth have we come; from the days of the first infanteven to the winding up of earth's history, we in flocks have sped hither like doves to their windows." "How came ye here,ye little ones?" They reply, "through the blood of Christ, and we come to crown him Lord of all." I see the countless multitudesurround the Saviour, and flying to him, each one puts its crown upon his head, and then begins to sing again louder thanbefore. But yonder I see another company following them. "And who are ye?" The reply is, "Our history on earth is the veryopposite of the story of those bright spirits that have gone before. We lived on earth for sixty, or seventy, or eighty years,until we tottered into our graves from very weakness; when we died there was no marrow in our bones, our hair had grown grey,and we were crisp and dry with age." "How came ye here?" They reply-"After many years of strife with the world, of trialsand of troubles, we entered heaven at last." "And ye have crowns I see." "Yes," they say, "but we intend not to wear them.""Whither are ye going then?" "We are going to yonder throne for our crowns have been surely given us by grace, for nothingbut grace could have helped us to weather the storm so many, many years." I see the grave and reverend sires pass one by onebefore the throne, and there they lay their crowns at his blessed feet, and then shouting with the infant throng, theycry, "Salvation unto him that sitteth on the throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever."
And then I see following behind them another class. And who are ye? Their answer is "We are the chief of sinners, saved by grace." And here they come-Saul of Tarsus, and Manasseh, and Rahab,and many of the same class. And how came ye here? They reply, "We have had much forgiven, we were grievous sinners, but thelove of Christ reclaimed us, the blood of Christ washed us, and whiter than snow are we, though once we were black as hell."And whither are ye going?They reply, "We are going to cast our crowns at his feet, and 'Crown him Lord of all.'" Among that throng, my dear hearers,I hope it may be my lot to stand. Washed from many sins, redeemed by precious blood, happy thou that moment be, when I shalltake my crown from off my head, and put it on the head of him whom having not seen I love, but in whom believing, I rejoicewith joy unspeakable and full of glory. And it is a happy thought for me, this morning. that many of you will go with methere. Come brother and sisters; in a few more years, many of us who have met Sunday after Sunday in this Music Hall,will walk up in one hand; and without exception, ye saints of God, I am persuaded we shall be prepared there to lay all ourhonors down, and to ascribe unto him the glory for ever and ever. "Ah, but" says Little-Faith, "I fear I shall never get intoheaven, and therefore I shall never crown him." Yes, but Little-Faith, do you know that one of the richest crowns Christ everwears, and one of the brightest which adorns his brow, is the crown which Little-Faith puts on his head? For Little-Faithwhen it gets to heaven will say, "O what grace has been shown to me, that though the meanest of the family, I have still beenkept-though least of all the saints, yet hell has not prevailed against me-though weaker than the weakest, yet as my daysso has my strength been." Will not your gratitude be great? Will not your song be loud, when approaching his dear feet, youlay your honors there and cry, "Blessed be Jesus who has kept my poor soul in all its dangers, and brought me safely atlast to himself?" "On his head were many crowns."
I cannot preach any longer, but I must ask you this question, my dear hearers: Have you a crown to put on the head of JesusChrist to-day? "Yes," says one, "I have. I must crown him for having delivered me out of my last great trouble." "I must crownhim," says another, "for he has kept up my spirits when I was well nigh despairing." "I must crown him," says another, "forhe has crowned me with lovingkindness and tender mercy." Methinks I see one standing yonder who says,"Would that I could crown him. If he would but save me, I would crown him. Ah, if he would but give himself to me, I wouldgladly give myself to him. I am too worthless and too vile." Nay, my brother, but does your heart say, "Lord have mercy uponme?" Does your soul now crave pardon and forgiveness through the blood of Christ? Then go boldly near him this day and sayto him, "Jesus, I the chief of sinners am, but I rely upon thee;" and in so saying thou put a crown upon his head which shallmake glad his heart, even as in the day when his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals. Make this the day ofyour espousals to him. Take him to be thy all in all, and then mayest thou look at this text with pleasure and say, "Yes,on his head are many crowns, and I have put one there, and I shall put another there ere long."
God add his blessing, for Jesus sake! Amen.