Sermon 364. The Shulamite'S Choice Prayer
DELIVERED ON SUNDAY EVENING, FEBRUARY 24, 1861, BY THE REV. C. H. SPURGEON, AT NEW PARK STREET, SOUTHWARK.
"Set me as a seal upon Your heart, as a seal upon Your arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: itsflames are flames of fire, a most vehement flame. Many waters cannot quench Your love, nor can the floods drown it." Songof Solomon 8:6,7.
THIS is the prayer of one who has the present enjoyment of fellowship with Christ. But being apprehensive lest this communionshould be interrupted, she avails herself of the opportunity now afforded her to plead for a something which shall be as theabiding token of a covenant between her and herBeloved when His visible Presence shall be withdrawn. You will notice that this is not the cry of a soul that is longingfor fellowship, for that cry is-"Tell me O You whom my soul loves, where You feed." It is not even the cry of the soul thathas some fellowship and needs more,for then it would say, "Oh that You were as my brother!" Nor is it the cry of a soul that has had fellowship but has lostit, for that is, "Saw You Him, whom my soul loves?" And she goes "about the streets and in the broad ways" saying, "I willseek Him." But this is the prayer ofthe spouse when she has been coming up from the wilderness, leaning upon His bosom. The thought strikes her, that He whohas sustained her is about to go from her, to depart and leave her for a season, because it is expedient and more useful forher, and she prays that since He isno more on the earth, but has entered into the ivory palaces where her God dwells, that He would be pleased to make a covenantwith her never to forget her, and that He would give her some sign and mark by which she might be assured that she is verynear to His heart, and stillwritten upon His arm. I take it to be the prayer of the Church at the present day, now that Christ is before the Father'sThrone; the Bridegroom is not with us; He has left us; He has gone to prepare a place for us, and He is coming again. We arelonging for His coming; we aresaying in the language of the last verse of this Song of Songs, "Make haste, my Beloved and be You like a roe or a younghart upon the mountains of spices." Yet before He went, it seemed as if His Church did pray to Him, "Set me as a seal uponYour heart, as a seal upon Your arm."And this is the cry of the Church tonight, and I trust your cry, too, that while He is not present but is absent from you,you may be near to Him, and have a sweet consciousness of that blessed fact!
Now without further preface, let me first notice, the prayer, and secondly, the reasoning with which the spouse argues hersuit The prayer is, "Set me as a seal upon Your heart, as a seal upon Your arm." The argument is four-fold. She pleads thus,"Love is strong as death." She waxesbolder-"Jealousy is cruel as the grave." She wrestles again-"The flames thereof are flames of fire, a most vehement flame."And once again she brings forth her choice words, "Set me as a seal upon Your heart, for many waters cannot quench Your love,neither can the floods drownit."
I. THE PRAYER, you will notice, is two-fold, although it is so really and essentially one-"Set me as a seal upon Your heart,as a seal upon Your arm."
Now I think I can perhaps explain this text best by a reference to the high priest of old. You know that when he put on hisholy garments-those robes of glory and beauty-he wore the breastplate of cunning work in which four rows of precious stoneswere set. If you will turn to Exodus, the 39thChapter and 14th verse, you will read, "And the stones were according to the names of the children of Israel, twelve, accordingto their names, like the engravings of a signet, everyone with his name, according to the twelve tribes." How suggestive ofthis prayer!-"Set me as aseal or as an engraved signet, as a precious stone that has been carved-set my name upon Your breast." Let it be alwaysglittering there. But beside this breastplate, there was the ephod, and we are told that, "they made shoulder pieces for it,to couple it together; by the twoedges was it coupled together." Then in the sixth verse we read, "And they set onyx stones enclosed in settings of gold;they were engraved, as signets are engraved, with the names of the children of Israel. And he put them on the shoulders ofthe ephod, that they should be stonesfor a memorial to the children of Israel. As the Lord commanded Moses." So that it was set as a signet upon his shoulder,or upon his arm, as well as upon his heart. I think these were to indicate that the high priest loved the people, for he borethem on his heart; and that heserved the people as a consequence of that love, therefore he bore them upon his shoulders. And I think the prayer of thespouse is just this-she would know once and for all that Christ's heart is entirely hers; that He loves her with the intensity,and the very vitality of HisBeing; that His inmost heart, the life-spring of His soul, belongs to her. And she would also know that that love movesHis arm. She longs to see herself as supported, sustained, strengthened, defended, preserved and kept by that same strongarm which put Orion in its place in thesky, and holds the Pleiades that they should give their light forevermore. She longs that she may know the love of His heart,and that she may experience the power of His arm. Can we not, each of us, join the spouse in this prayer tonight? Oh, Lord,let me know that my name isengraved on Your heart not only let it be there, but let me knowit. Write my name not only in Your heart, but may it beas a signet on Your heart that I may see it.
Doubtless there are the names of very many written upon Christ's heart who have not yet been able to see their names there-theyare there, but not written as on a signet. Christ has loved them from all eternity; His heart has been set on them from everlasting,but as yet they have never seen thesignet. They have never had the seal of the Spirit to witness within that they are born of God! While their names may bein His heart, they have not seen them there as a seal upon His heart; and no doubt there are multitudes for whom Christ hasfought and conquered, and whom Hedaily keeps and preserves, who have never seen their names written as a seal upon His arm. Their prayer is that they maysee Christ's love visibly, that they may discover it in their experience, that it may be beyond a question, and no more amatter of doubt-that His hand and Hisheart are engaged for their eternal salvation! I repeat it, you can all join in this prayer, you people of God-it is a crythat you can put up now, and continue to put up till it is fully answered. Oh, let me know, my Lord, that I am Yours, boundto Your heart, and let me knowthat I am Yours, protected and preserved by Your arm! This is the prayer. I shall not say more upon it because I wish tospeak more at length upon the arguments with which it is here pleaded.
II. The spouse argues with her Lord thus. It is to my advantage that you should thus write my name upon Your hand and heart,for I know this concerning Your love, that it is strong; that it is firm; that it has a wondrous intensity, and that it issure and unquenchable. With these four pleas shebacks up her suit.
1. She pleads that He would show her His love, because of the strength of it. "Your love is strong as death." Some expositorsthink that this means the Church's love. Others say, "No, it means the love of Christ to His Church." I will not try to determinewhich it means, for they are extremely likeeach other. Christ's love to His Church is the magnificent image-the affection which His people bear to Him is the beautifulminiature. They are not alike in degree and measure, for the Church never loves Christ so much as Christ loves her, but theyare as much alike as thefather, in his strength, is to the baby in its weakness. There is the same image and superscription. The love of the Churchto Christ is the child of Christ's love to the Church, and consequently, there is something of the same attribute in both.And while it is true that Christ'slove to us is so strong that He did defy and endure death for us, it is also true that the love of the Church to Him isas strong as death. Her chosen sons and daughters have endured the pangs of the rack, and the pains of the sword, and havegone through a thousand deaths soonerthan be turned aside from their chaste fidelity to their Lord! I shall, however, keep to the first idea that this is thelove of Christ, and shall use it thus as being the plea of His Church that because His love is strong, she desires to be certifiedof her interest in it, and tosee most visibly the signet and seal of her being really in His heart. "Love as strong as death." What a well-chosen emblemthis is! What besides love is as strong as death? With steadfast foot, Death marches over the world; no mountains can restrainthe invasion of thisall-conquering king! There is no chalet on the mountain Alp so high that his foot cannot climb to hunt the inhabitant; thereis no valley so fair that he does not intrude and stalk-a grim skeleton across the plain. Everywhere and in every place beneaththe moon have you sway, ODeath! The lordly lion bows his neck to you; Leviathan yields up his corpse which floats many a crucifix upon the brinywaves. You are the great fisher; you have put your hook into his jaw, and dragged him from the sea. Master of all are you!You have dominion given unto you; youwear an iron crown, and you dash in pieces as though they were but potter's vessels, the strongest of the sons of men!
None among the sons of Adam can withstand Death's insidious advances! When his hour is come, none can bid him delay. The mostclamorous prayers cannot move the flinty heart of Death. Insatiable and not to be appeased, he devours and devours forever!That scythe is never blunted, that hourglassnever ceases to flow. Mightiest among the mighty are you, O Death! But Christ's love is strong as death. It too can climbthe mountain, and lay hold upon the mountaineer far removed from the sound of the ministration of the Gospel. It too can marchinto the valley. And though Poperywith all its clouds of darkness should cover it, yet the love of Christ can win its glorious way! What can stand againstthe love of Christ? The stoutest must yield to it, and adamantine hearts are dashed to shivers by one blow of its golden hammer!As the sun dissolves the chainsof frost, and bids the wind rush on in freedom-though once bound as if it were stone-so does this love of Christ, whereverit comes, give life and joy and liberty, snap the bonds, and win its way, never being retarded, never being hindered, becauseit is written, "I will havemercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion." Who can measure the strengthof Christ's love? Men have defied it, but their defiance has been overcome! They have long resisted, but they have been compelledto throw down their weapons;they have crossed it, but they have found it hard to kick against the pricks; they have gone on caring for none of thesethings, but thus the eternal Counsel has decreed it-Christ must-He shall have that redeemed man, and He has had him! JesusChrist's love is strong as death!Sooner might a man live, after God's will had decreed that he should die, than a sinner remain impenitent one hour afterGod's love had decreed to melt his heart! Sooner might you defy the grave and hurl back upon his haunches, the pale horseof Death, than turn back the Holy Spiritwhen He comes in His Divine Omnipotence to lay hold upon the heart and soul of man! As all the owls and bats with all theirhoots could not scare back the sun when once its hour to rise has come-so all the sins and fears, and troubles of man cannotturn back the light of love whenGod decrees that it should shine upon the heart! Stronger than death, His love is found! Death is but weakness itself whencompared with the love of Christ! What a sweet reason why I should have a share in it! What a blessed argument for me to usebefore the Throne of God! Lord, ifYour love is so strong, and my heart is so hard, and myself so powerless to break it, oh, let me know Your love, that itmay overcome me, that it may enchain me with its sure but soft fetters, and that I may be Your willing captive forevermore!
But let us notice here that when the spouse says that Christ's love is strong as death, you must remember that she may infaith have foreseen that it would one day be tried which was the stronger. You know, do you not, that these two once enteredinto the lists to try their strength? And it was astruggle upon which angels gazed. Jesus-I mean Incarnate Love-at the first seemed to shrink before Death. "He sweat, asit were, great drops of blood falling to the ground." You cannot see the brow of His antagonist, but could you have perceivedit, Death-the invader-wastrembling more than Christ-the Invaded! Christ had the prophecy of victory, but Death-the fates were against it. Do youremember that story of how the Savior's back was plowed, His hands pierced, and His side opened? Death-I think I see the flushthat crossed his pale face ashe thought that he had gained the victory-but Jesus triumphed-Love reigned while Death lays prostrate at His feet! Strongas Death, indeed, was Jesus' love, for Jesus swallowed up Death in victory! Not merely overcame it, but seemed to devour it;to make nothing of it. and putit away once and for all. "O Death," said Love, "I will be your plague! O grave, I will be your destruction!" And Love haskept its word, and proved itself to be "strong as Death."
Well, Beloved, we may add to these few remarks this word. Rest assured that as Death will not give up its prey, so neitherwill Love. How hard and firm does Death hold its captives! Till that Resurrection trumpet shall make him loose their bonds,none shall go free! Their ashes he preserves ascarefully as a king keeps the jewels of his crown; he will not allow one of them to escape, as did Israel out of the landof Pharaoh. In the house of bondage, there they must lie. And is not Christ's love as strong as this? He shall keep His own.Those who are His, He never will letgo. No, when the archangel's trumpet shall dissolve the grasp of Death, then shall be heard the cry, "Father, I will thatthey, also, whom You have given Me, be with Me where I am." And when Death itself is dead, Love shall prove its eternal strengthby taking its captives home.Love, then, is strong as Death. Lord Jesus, let me feel that love! Let me see Your arm nerved with it, and Your heart affectedby this strong love which all my enemies cannot defeat; which all my sins cannot overturn; which all my weakness cannot deny.I think this is a most sweetand powerful argument to lead you to pray the prayer, and one which you will use when you are pleading before God.
2. Let us now turn to the second plea-"Jealousy is cruel as the grave." Krummacher, in a sermon upon this passage, followingthe translation of Luther, quotes it as though it ran thus-"Jealousy is firm as Hell." And I believe that such is the propertranslation, at least quite as correct as thepresent one. "Jealousy is firm as Hell." Those of you who have Bibles with the margins in them, (and the margins are generallylike fine gold), will perceive the words in the corner, "Hebrew, hard"-"Jealousy is hardas the grave," which is just the ideaof firmness, it is as firmas the grave. Sheol, I believe the word is here for grave, otherwise we translate it, "Hades"-or as Luther translates it-"Hell.""Jealousy is hard as Hell." The idea is just this-that the love of Christ in the form ofjealousy is as hard and as sternlyrelentless as is thegrave and Hell. Now Hell never looses one of its bond-slaves. Once let the iron gate be shut upon the soul, and there isno escape. When the ring of fire has once girdled the immortal spirit, none can dash through the flaming battlements. Thedungeon is locked; the key is dashedinto the abyss of destiny, and never can be found-
"Fixedis their everlasting state, could they repent, 'tis now too late." "Escape for your life, look not behind you," is acry which may be uttered on earth, but which can never be heard in Hell! They who are once there, are there forever and forever.That modern doctrine of the restoration ofdamned souls has no foundation in the Word of God; it is a dream, and they shall find it so who once go into that place!"Where their worm dies not, and where their fire is not quenched"-a more perfect picture of an unrelenting seizure could notbe found anywhere! The firmness andhardness of the grave and Hell are without abatement; when once they have got their hands upon their prey, they hold itwith a tenacity which defies resistance.
Well, but such is the love of Christ! If just now we had to speak of its strength, we have now to speak of its tenacity, itshardness, its attachment to those whom it has chosen. You may sooner unlock Hades, and let loose the spirits that are in prisonthere, than you could ever snatch one from theright hand of Christ! You may sooner rob Death of its prey, than Jesus of His purchased ones; you may spoil the lion's den,but shall the lion of the tribe of Judah be spoiled? Shall the prey be taken from the mighty, and the lawful captive delivered?Before one child of God shallbe lost, you shall go first and make Death relax his grasp, and then next you shall make Hell with all its fury give upits prey! As soon as ever it can be proved that one child of God perishes, it can be proved that the fires of Hell can beput out-but until then there shallnever be a shadow of a fear of that. As certainly as lost souls are lost, so certainly believing souls are saved! Oh, littledo they know the love of Christ who think that He loves today and hates tomorrow! He is no such Lover as that-even earthlyworms would despise suchaffection! Is Christ's affection a play of fast and loose? Does He choose and then refuse? Does He justify and then condemn?Does He press to His bosom, and afterwards reject with distaste? It is not so. Some mighty imagination might conceive NiagaraFalls staying in its course, andmade to ascend and climb the hills, instead of leaping downwards in its strength; but even then, no imagination can conceivethe love of Christ retracing its eternal pathway! The Divine fury which is in it, drives it on, and on it must go as it hasbegun; the love of Christ is likean arrow which had been shot from the bow of destiny; it flies, it flies, and Heaven itself cannot change its course! Christhas decreed it-such men shall be His, and His they shall be! Nor will He turn away one of them, or make a new election, orplan a new redemption, or bringthose to Heaven whom He never intended to bring, or lose those whom He ordained to save! He has said, and He will do it.He has commanded His Covenant forever, and it shall stand fast. He will have compassion on whom He will have compassion, andHe will have mercy on whom He willhave mercy! You have then, here, another reason why you should pray that your name may be upon Christ and upon His arm-oncethere, it is there forever! It is so surely there, so jealously there, so strongly there, so fixedly there, that it can neverbe removed, come what may!Christ is jealous of His people; He will not let another have His spouse; He will not sit still and see the Prince of Darknesswalking off with her whom He espoused unto Himself in the eternal ages. The supposition is absurd! That cruel jealousy ofHis would make Him start up fromHis heavenly repose to snatch His chosen spouse from him who would seek to lead her to the hellish altar! She shall notbe divorced from Him; she must not be married to another-
"Stronger His love than death or Hell, Its riches are unsearchable! The first-born sons of Light Desire in vain its depths to see; They cannot reach the mystery, The length, the breadth, the height." 3. If the love of Christ is strong as death; it is such that it can never be movedfrom its objective, yet the question still arises, "May not the love itself die out? Even should it abide the same in itspurpose, yet may not its intensity be diminished?" "No," says the Shulamite, "it is an attribute of Christ's love that theflames thereof are flames of fire which have a most vehement flame." More forcible is the language of the original-"The coalsthereof are the coals of God"-a Hebrew idiom to express the most glowing of all flames-"the coals of God"! As though it were no earthly flame, but somethingfar superior to the most vehement affection among men! Some who look carefully at it think there is an allusion in this sentenceto the fire which always burnt at the altar, and which never went out. You remember there were coals of fire which were alwayskept burning under the Levitical dispensation. The flame was originally kindled by fire from Heaven, and it was the businessof the priest to perpetually feed it with the sacred fuel. You will remember, too, that one of the cherubim flew and tooka live coal from off this very altar and said to Isaiah, "Lo, this has touched your lips." Now, the love of Christ is likethe coals upon the altar which never went out. But the spouse has brought out a fuller idea than this. She seems to say, "Itsvehemence never decreases; it is always burning to its utmost intensity." Nebuchadnezzar's furnace was heated seven timeshotter, but no doubt it grew cool. Christ's love is like the furnace, but it is always at the seven-fold heat, and it alwayshas within itself its own fuel! It is not merely like fire, but like coals of fire, always having that within itself whichsupports it! Why did Christ love the spouse? What first lit the fire? He kindled it Himself! There was no reason whateverwhy Christ should love any of us, except the love of His own heart. And what is the fuel that feeds the fire? Your works andmine? No, Brothers and Sisters, no, no, a thousand times no! All the fuel comes from the same place-it is all from His heart!Now, if the flame of Christ's love depended upon anything we did-if it were fed with ourfuel-it would either die out, or elseit would sometimes dwindle as the smoking flax-and then, again, it might kindle to a vehement heat. But since it depends onitself, and has the pure attributes of Divinity, it is a self-existent love, absolute and independent of the creature. Well,then, may we understand that it never shall grow less, but always be as a vehement flame! Now, I do not want to preach about this, but I wish you would think of it a little. Christian, turn it over in your mind-Christloves you; not a little; not a little as a man may love his friend; not even as a mother may love her child, for she may forgetthe infant of her womb. He loves you with the highest degree of love that is possible! And what more can I say, except I add,He loves you with a degree of love that is utterly impossible to man; no finite mind could, if it should seek to measure it,get any idea whatever of the love of Christ towards us! You know, when we come to measure a drop with an ocean, there is acomparison. A comparison, I say, there is, though we should hardly be able to get at it! But when you attempt to measure ourlove with Christ's-the finite with the Infinite-there is no comparison at all! Though we loved Christ ten thousand times asmuch as we do, there would even then be no comparison between our love to Him, and His love to us! Can you now believe this-"Jesusloves me"? Why, to be loved by others here often brings the tear to one's eyes. It is sweet to have the affection of one'sfellow; but to be loved of God, and to be loved at an intense degree-so loved that you have to leave it as a mystery the soulcannot fathom-you cannot tell how much! Be silent, O my Soul and be you silent, too, before your God, and lift up your soulin prayer thus-"Jesus, take me into this sea of love, and let me be ravished by a sweet and heavenly contentment in a sureconfidence that You have loved me and given Yourself for me."
4. We shall now turn to the last argument of this choice prayer, which is equally precious. It is the unquenchable eternityof this love. There is that in its very essence which defies any opposite quality to extinguish it. The argument seems tome to run thus-"Yes, but if Christ's love does notdie out of itself-if it has such intensity that it never would of itself fail, yet may not you and I put it out?" No, saysthe text, "Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it." Christ has endured many waters already-the watersof bodily affliction, thewaters of soul travail, the waters of spiritual desertion. Christ was in this world like Noah's Ark-the depths that cameup from beneath Hell troubled Him; the great floods came from above; it pleased the Father to bruise Him. The cataracts leapedon Him from either side; He wasbetrayed by His friends; He was hunted by His foes. But the many waters could no more destroy His love than it could drownthe Ark of gopher wood! Just as that Ark mounted higher and higher, and higher, the more the floods prevailed-so then thatlove of Christ seemed to risehigher and higher, and higher-just in proportion to the floods of agony which sought to put it out! Fixed and resolved tobring His ransomed people home, the Captain of our salvation becomes perfect through suffering, plunges into the thick ofthe battle, and comes out of it morethan Conqueror! And oh, since then, my Beloved, what floods has Christ's love endured! There have been the floods of oursins; the many waters of our blasphemy and ungodliness. Since conversion there have been the many waters of our backslidings,and the floods of our unbelief. Whatcrime on crime-what transgression on transgression have we been guilty of! Yet He has never failed us up to this moment.
"By the grace of God we are what we are. And we are persuaded that neither life, nor death, nor things present, nor thingsto come, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor height, nor depth nor any other creature shall be able to separateus from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus ourLord." What if we should be tried in circumstances? "Neither famine, nor persecution, nor nakedness, nor peril, nor swordshall separate from the love of Christ." What if we backslide, and wander from His ways? "Though we believe not, He abidesfaithful." And what if in the lastblack hour we should have bitter sufferings on the dying bed? Still He shall be with us in the last moment, for it is written,"The last enemy that shall be destroyed is Death." So you see, Death is to be destroyed, and we are to be victors over him!Gather up, then, all thethoughts of how we have tried, and how we shall try the Master, and let us set to our seal tonight our own solemn, "Yesand Amen" to this most precious declaration of the Shulamite-"Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drownit." Then, Lord, write my name on Yourheart, engrave my name as a signet on Your arm that I may have a share in this unfailing and undying affection and be Yoursnow and forever!
Poor Sinner! I know you have been saying while I have been preaching thus-"I wish I had a share in that love." Well, thisprayeryou may pray tonight-"Set me, Lord-set me as a seal upon Your heart, as a seal upon Your arm. Love me, Lord. Help me, Lord.Let Your heart move towards me; let Yourarm move for me, too. Think of me, Lord; set me on Your heart. Lord, set me on Your arm; Lord, I long to have Your love,for I hear it is strong as death, and You know I am chained by Satan, and I am his bond-slave. Come and deliver me-You aremore than a match for my crueltyrant; come with Your strong love and set me free. "I hear that Your love is firm, too, as Hell itself. Lord, that is sucha love as I need; though I know I shall vex You, and wander from You, come and love me with a love that is firm and everlasting!O Lord, I feel there isnothing in me that can make You love me; come and love me, then, with that love which finds its own fuel! Love me with thosecoals of fire which have a vehement flame; and since many waters cannot quench Your love, prove that in me. Lord there aremany waters of sin in me; but Lord,help me to believe that Your love is not quenched by them. There are many corruptions in me; but Lord, love me with thatlove which my corruptions cannot quench. Here, Lord, I give myself away-take me! Make me what You would have me to be, andkeep and preserve me even to theend."
May the Lord help you to pray that prayer, and then may He answer it for His mercy's sake.