Sermon 1149. My Restorer

(No. 1149)




"He restores my soul." Psalm 23:3.

THIS sweetest of the Psalms sings of many mercies which the happy soul of the Believer receives-and it traces all those benefitsto one Source-namely to the Good Shepherd, Himself. "I shall not want." Why? Because the Lord is my Shepherd. I lie down indelicious repose in green pastures. Why? Because "He makes me." I march onward making holy progress beside the still waters.Why? Because "He leads me." In the prospect of death I am calm and free from fear. Why? Because He is with me, His rod andstaff they comfort me. The crown is composed of many costly things-gold, pearls and rare gems from the land beyond the river-theyare all blended in one diadem-and that diadem is, without a question, joyfully placed upon the head of the Great Shepherdof Israel. The poet laureate of Scripture sings surpassingly in this Psalm, and every line is dedicated to the Beloved ofhis soul, in whom were all his fresh springs.

My object, while handling a part of one of his verses shall be the same as his own-I also would speak of "things which I havemade touching the King," with the view of extolling His name. I desire to glorify Him from one particular point of view, namely,as The Restorer who, Himself, brings back our wandering spirits when we forsake His ways. I would just now write the firstword of the text in capitals, capitals as large as you can find. "HE restores my soul." He, He alone, He and not another.Unto Him be praise!

I. The text is full of lessons and reminders, and reminds us, in the first place of OUR TRUE POSITION as Believers. Let usdwell upon it in that light. What is the true position of every Believer? It is that of a sheep abiding close to its Shepherd.The text suggests that the sheep has gone astray and the Shepherd brings it back in order to put it into the position whichit ought never to have left. The fittest condition of a Believer is in communion with Christ. It ought not to be a privilegeoccasionally enjoyed-it should be the everyday life of the soul. We are to abide in Jesus, walk with Him and live in Him.

Paul did not say, "For me to specially rejoice is Christ," or, "For me to feast on holydays is Christ." No, he said, "Forme to live is Christ." Christ is the ordinary bread of the common meal as well as the fat things full of marrow for the banquet.He is water from the rock as well as wine on the lees well-refined. To us, His name is the watchword of earth as we expectit to be our passport into Heaven. We need fellowship with Jesus, not as a luxury for red-letter days and Sabbaths, but asthe necessary provision of every day of our lives. "Abide in Me" is His Word to us for all seasons, and we ought to striveto realize it, so that always, by night and by day, on the Sunday and equally on the weekdays-in our joys and in our cares-weshould abide in Him.

Christ is not merely a harbor of refuge, but a port for all weathers. Do not think, Beloved, that I am setting up too higha standard when I say this. I am so sure I am not that I will repeat what I have said-the proper condition of a child of Godat all times is that he should sit with Mary at the Master's feet, or, with John, should lean his head upon the beloved Redeemer'sbosom. I think this will be clear, first, if we remember our obligations to Jesus. When we were newly converted and firstknew our sins to be blotted out, if we had been asked how we should, in the future, act towards our Lord, we should have setup a very high standard.

"Did He die for me, bearing all my sins in His own body? Then I will forever view His death as the grandest miracle of love!And my grateful heart shall have communion with Him by love and praise. Has Jesus really forgiven me? Am I clean through beingwashed in His most precious blood, clean every whit, and made a child of God, and accepted in the Beloved? Oh, then, I willpraise Him and bless Him, and magnify Him, and live to Him all my days! As to ever being weary of Him-impossible! As to evergrowing cold and indifferent towards Him-better my heart should cease to beat than that it should ever be."

Do I not accurately describe what you thought at the first? Have I not truthfully described the ardor of your espousal love?You have not realized your ideal, but that is what you rightly judged to be, and, Beloved, it is what you ought to have been.It is not a higher condition than your solemn obligations to Christ really demand. If an angel had never heard of men before,and should suddenly alight upon this earth and meet with one of our race-and hold talks with him-he would be filled with wonderat what he discovered. Suppose that we should tell him that we fell into sin and were condemned to die, but that the greatMaker of Heaven and earth condescended to take upon Himself our Nature, and died in our place? Can you imagine the angel'sastonishment at the condescension of the Son of God?

After his first amazement had passed away, he would say to us, "And do you not love Him infinitely? Are you able, within thelimits of your little heart, to hold all the love you feel for such unutterable Grace? How do you live? Do you not feel thatyou cannot do half enough for Him? You certainly will never fail in obedience to Him! In trust of Him. In zeal for Him-thatwould be quite impossible!" How deeply would we blush and strive to cover our faces as we confessed to our angelic questionerthat for such surprising love we have made but a poor return.

I am quite sure, however, that we should quite agree with the angel as to what was due to our Lord-our conscience and ourheart awarding Him the highest affection and the most constant service. Such deeds of love as Jesus has performed for us cannever be adequately requited, but at the very least they ought not to be insulted by lukewarm and casual communion! They demandour heart, our soul, our all. With Him who has healed us we desire evermore to remain. With our Ransomer we would live inlifelong discipleship and be His servants, to go no more out forever.

Moreover, our relationships to the Lord Jesus require perpetual communion with Him. Know you not that you are the friendsof Christ? And if you are friends, will you not show yourselves friendly? But how can you be friendly if by the space of aweek you have no converse with Him in the house, or in the field, or by the way? Is this your kindness to your Friend? Youare more than friends-you are His brothers and sisters. "The same is my brother, and sister, and mother," said He, and canyou treat a Brother so indifferently as to walk towards Him as if He were a stranger and a foreigner- and scarcely exchangea token of affection by the months together? Is this brotherly? Did David treat his Jonathan thus?

More than that, in wondrous love Jesus has called Himself your Husband and taken you to be His spouse. Is not that strangelove, or the lack of it, which would allow a married pair to walk together week by week without the fellowship or affection?Surely, their marriage bands would be bonds, and their unity would be misery! I can conceive of scarcely any worse tormentthan conjugal union without affectionate communion! Shall I be the bride of Jesus and my love never be displayed in conversewith Him? Shame upon me, a thousand times shame, if I allow a day to pass unblest with thoughts, and words, and deeds of love!

Yet more, the Lord has been pleased to call us members of His body. Now, every member of the body must carry on vital fellowshipwith the head. It must exercise inevitable, though not always conscious, fellowship. In the spiritual body communion shouldbe consciously enjoyed at all times. Shall the hand become indifferent to the head, or the foot refuse commerce with the brain?If we are in good health, no such schism in the body will ever occur-but with the head all the members will abide in affectionate,unbroken communion. We may suspect paralysis if life ceases to flow through the entire corporate body, and so communion issuspended. It is clear to all who are taught of God that our relationships certainly require of us that we abide in the LordJesus.

Moreover, Beloved, this case ought to need no pleading, for if we would have happiness, where is happiness to be found butin walking near to Jesus? I speak what I know, and the common testimony of all the saints is with me-we say that out of Heaventhere is no Heaven but nearness to Christ! Fellowship with Him is Paradise without a serpent in it. It is Canaan, itself,without the Canaanite foe. Communion with Jesus is the porch of Glory. It is the Saturday night of the eternal Sunday. Itis the dawn of the heavenly day. Communion with Christ, if it is not actually Heaven, is certainly the choicest suburb ofthe new Jerusalem!

Did not our poet cry-

Where can such sweetness be, As I have tasted in Your love, As I have found in Thee?"

Now, men do not ordinarily need to be stirred up to that which is their delight! Their spirits fly after their joys as eaglesto the spoil. Where their heart moves with pleasure, it draws all their powers after it. And if, indeed, it is so, (and who

shall contradict it?), that fellowship with Christ is the richest of all joys, the most intense of all delights, why are weso hard to move? Oh, how sluggish are our hearts, how dull our spirits, that we do not fly after Jesus with rapture of desireand do not labor perpetually to abide in Him!

While this should draw us, another consideration should drive us, namely, that our daily necessities demand that we shouldlive in fellowship with Him. If we are foolish and ignorant, where should we dwell, but with the Teacher? If always weak,to whom should we resort but to the Strong for strength? Let the child abide by its parent, the scholar with the master, thepatient by his physician, the poor man with his helper. To whom should we go in our hourly needs but to Him who has, up tonow, been our All in All? Israel could not afford to be a single day without the manna, nor can we be satisfied for an hourwithout the Bread of Life. "Without Me, you can do nothing," says our Lord, and we have proven His words to be true. Do weneed more humiliating evidence? Are we willing to fall into a condition in which we can do nothing else but sin? I hope not.We ought never be satisfied except when, abiding in Jesus, we are clothed with His power and are bringing forth much fruitto His praise.

Remember, yet further, that when out of fellowship with Christ our perils are infinite. When unfaithful to His love we arereadily seduced by every temptation. Without His love in our hearts we become victims to other loves which lead us into idolatry,plunge us into hurtful lusts and poison the wells of our joy. We must either be enthralled by the surpassing love of Jesus,or we shall be fascinated by the world's deceits. One of the two masters must rule us, either the Prince of the power of theair, or the King of Kings! When Christ is with us we are safe, for what wolf can rend a sheep when it is close to the Shepherd'shand? When we are away from Jesus, we are not only in peril, but are already despoiled-to lose fellowship with Jesus is lossenough, in itself-even if no further calamity occurs.

Ships without a pilot, cities without watchmen, babes without a nurse, are we without Jesus. We cannot do without Him. Theless we attempt it the better. Samson without his locks is the sad type of a Believer out of fellowship. How dare we go forthto business on any day without the Presence of the Lord? As well might the warrior go to battle without shield and buckler!Should we not daily pray, "If Your Presence go not with me, carry me not up there"? How can we go to our beds till He haskissed us with the kisses of His mouth? May not even the dreams and visions of the night prove our downfall if our souls arenot committed to His keeping?

For my part, I love to murmur to myself, as I place my head on my pillow, those charming lines-

"Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, I lay me down to rest, As in the embraces of my God, Or on my Sa vior's breast."

The benefits of fellowship with Christ should constrain us to abide in it. If any man would grow in Grace. If he would befilled with the Spirit. If he would know the love of Christ, which passes knowledge. Especially if he would be made like toHim in all things who is the Head, he must abide in Christ. The whole compass of a Christian's permissible ambition is tobe realized in fellowship with Jesus and nowhere else. All that I ought to be, or can desire to be-when I am in a right state-Ican be in my Lord, by walking near to Him. Nothing good can any Believer obtain by forsaking his Master. Following Christafar off is evil, only evil! And that continually abiding in Him is peace, joy, holiness, Heaven!

Therefore, Beloved, I say again, let us strive after that which ought to be the habitual position of every Christian, namely,abiding in Christ-this is for babes in Grace as well as men in Christ Jesus, for the obscure as well as the famous.

II. Our text, in the second place, reminds us of OUR FREQUENT SIN. "He restores my soul"-He often does it. He is doing itnow. Now, the Lord would not do what is unnecessary and, therefore, this shows me that I often wander from Him, or else Iwould not need to be brought back. Beloved, I grieve to say that with man's professors of godliness, suspended communion isthe chronic state of things. I must confess my inability to comprehend the Christian life of many who are called Christians.It is not for us to judge their real condition before God, nor will we attempt to do so, but we cannot help observing theinconsistency of their acts.

They have believed in Christ, let us hope. Let us hope, also, that their faith produces enough good works to prove itselfto be a living faith. But, for all that, their religion is cold, joyless, passionless. There are thousands of Christian peoplewhose religion seems to lie entirely in attending religions services on Sunday, and occasionally, perhaps, coming out on aweekday to a lecture. They observe private devotions of a very stereotyped order and keep a Bible somewhere or other, andthis is about it. To them prayer is a formality, praise is forgotten, the reading of the Bible is a drudgery,

meditation a mere memory and their whole Christianity more like a mummy than a thing of life. With them the complaint thatthey are out of communion with Jesus is superseded by the question, "Were they ever in it?"

I am afraid we have in this Church and in all Churches, scores and hundreds of members whose highest emotions in referenceto love to the Person of the Lord Jesus Christ reaches no higher than the inquiry-

"Do I love the Lord or not? Am IHis, or am Inot?"

Conscious enjoyment of the love of Jesus and familiar communion with Him they know nothing of, and indeed, they look uponsuch things as the luxuries of a high class of saints, very pleasant to read of in biographies, but not matters of daily possession.They heartily admire the good people who can attain to such eminent positions, but to dwell there, themselves, has never occurredto them as at all possible. Beloved, this is a sad state of things! It is a condition of life in which I tremble for you,because you are starved in the midst of plenty, you are willfully pinching yourselves with penury while infinite wealth isall around you.

You live as hired servants and not as sons! You get the duty of religion without the enjoyment of religion. You wear its yokebut do not feed in its pasture. You seem to me to forego all the cream of our holy faith and to partake of nothing but itsskimmed milk. You leave the sunny plains of communion for the frozen regions of negligent living and therefore you shiverwith fear while others exult with gladness. You have chosen your position in the outer courts of the temple. You never enterinto the holy of holies. You do not pass within the veil to behold the Glory of the Lord. You are sailing to Heaven, but youare stowed away in the hold in the dark.

You appear to me in your religion to live like the beggars who come round to our back doors for the bones and the stale crusts.And therefore I am not very much surprised when I hear that some of you feel a craving for amusements and say that you arevery dull, and need lively company and gaiety to make life bearable. If my child were to say that he must go continually tothe confectioner's or to the eating-house, I should say to myself, "Surely the food on my table is sufficient for him." Butif upon inquiry I found that he did not eat at my table except occasionally, and that he always made choice of the barestbones and driest crusts, I should be at no loss to comprehend why he was so frequently seen at other places of supply. Ifyou are not living upon Jesus, and rejoicing in the measureless bliss which He is capable of bestowing upon you, I do notmarvel if you go off to the world for your sweetmeats and feel a leaning towards the leeks and the garlic and the onions ofEgypt!

Oh, dear Brothers and Sisters, if you are, indeed, His people, may the Holy Spirit save you from the dull religion in whichyou live and bring you into that condition in which you shall see your Lord, abide in Him, and rejoice in Him! A miner wholives the most of his days underground is not doing his country justice when he speaks of it as dourly, close, and suffocating.It is so down below, but it is not so up above! Religion wears but a grim aspect to those who know nothing of its secret joys,its sacred banquets, its ecstasies, and its calm satisfactions.

There is a bleak side and a sunny side to every hill. Those who are careless in their fellowship will know the worst sideof things. The bright-eyed dweller in the sunny south is a very different man from the Eskimo who drive their dogs among theice fields and hide away through long months of winter in which the sun never sends forth a glimmer to cheer the earth. Whocares to be one of the Eskimos of Christianity, or the Laps and Fins of the Church? Yet, alas, these abound on all sides!We have to confess that others of us, in whom this departure from Christ is not chronic, are, nevertheless, subject to acuteattacks of declension-and there are seasons when it is, indeed, well for us that He restores our souls.

How soon are we turned out of the way! How little a thing may mar our joyful fellowship with Christ! Have you been in worldlycompany in the evening? Did you marvel that you could not enjoy communion at evening prayer? Have you become fond of yourpossessions, or have you been eager to increase them? Then your idols have grieved your Lord. Have you been unreconciled toyour losses and fretted against God for His dark Providences? "If you walk contrary to Me," He says, "I will walk contraryto you." When our proud spirits chafe and fret against our heavenly Father, we cannot expect smiles and caresses from Him.We may easily lose fellowship with Christ by pride and self-esteem-if He indulges us with happy hours of sacred joy, we arevery apt to think that we are somebody-and straightway we hold our heads very high. And whenever that happens we are verylikely to fall into the mire and be there until our own garments abhor us and we cry for help like the sinners we are.

Christ delights to meet us on terms of Grace. He is to be fullness and we emptiness! He the mighty Helper and we the faintingsinner. He the Savior and we the lost ones. While we say that we are rich and increased in goods, He knows that we are falseand He leaves us. But when we see that He has the gold and the white raiment, and we the nakedness and the beggary, then arewe arrived at terms which befit both Him and us. Vain is it to boast, for we have no beauty! His are the eyes which are asa flame of fire. His the countenance goodly as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. His the crown of light and the mantle ofglory.

Unto Him must all honor be ascribed. Those who honor Him, He will honor. Humility sits at Jesus' feet and that is the chosenplace of loving fellowship. We may lose the Presence of Christ by forgetfulness of duty, or of His Truth. We may, on the otherhand, lose it by evil thoughts and absorption in fleeting cares. We may lose the company of Christ by inconsistent actionsor by idle conversations. "Oh," some of you say, "is that so? Will Jesus be gone from us so soon?" It is even so. Those whoknow Him best have found out that He is like His Father and there is a trait in His Father's Character which is very conspicuousin the Son. It is written, "The Lord your God is a jealous God," and Jesus is a jealous Lover. He will not cast away His people-Heis faithful to the worst of them-but if we do not walk with Him in holiness He will withdraw Himself from us for a while.

Can two walk together unless they are agreed? If we grieve Him He will make us grieve. Cold, unloving, irreverent walkingwill soon cause the beams of the Sun of Righteousness to glance no more upon us. Blessed be the name of our Beloved, He comesback before long, and He says, "For a small moment have I forsaken you, but with great mercy will I gather you." But eventhe small moments of His forsaking are all too long! A little of His absence is painful for a true spirit to bear. But I leavethis mournful point for something more consoling.

III. The text reminds us, also, of OUR LORD'S FAITHFUL LOVE. "He restores my soul." This is not what He might have done, orwould have done had He been changeable as we are. There are some who teach that Jesus leaves His roaming sheep to perish.As a punishment for their wanderings He gives them up to the wolf. I hope that very few believe that doctrine now-it is sodishonoring to the Good Shepherd that I hope all God's people will give it up once and for all. Yet such was the belief ofmany at one time.

Ah, I do not wonder that some believed it, for I have often been hard pressed with the fear that it would turn out to be soin my own case. But I am here this morning to say concerning my Lord, "He restores my soul." He has not cast me off, or leftme to myself, or abandoned me to my own devices-but in love to my soul He has plucked my feet out of the net, drawn me upfrom the horrible pit and set my feet upon the Rock of His immutable love. To leave His sheep to perish is not like our Savior.The heart refuses credence to such an idea, it so unlike He. My witness is that, "He restores my soul." He has done this sooften that He may well be described as always doing it.

The Psalmist puts it in the present tense, as if the Lord were in the habit of doing so, and were even at this moment in theact of restoring his soul. Truly I must confess that I wander and He restores me. Child of God, as numerous as your sins havebeen, so numerous have His restorations been! After a hundred times erring, you might have provoked Him to say-"He is givenunto his idols, let him alone; My Spirit shall no longer strive with him." But no, He turns His hands again upon you and oncemore leads you in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake.

The mother forgets not her suckling, though it is often fretful and peevish. She still has compassion upon the son of herwomb-and even thus it is with Jesus. We are too deeply engraved on the palms of His hands to be, at last, left to die. Wehave cost Him too dearly for Him to relinquish us. Having restored our soul a hundred times, He still restores it. It is theway of Him-it is the habit of His love. The text lovingly insinuates that He is ready to restore us now. He is at His oldwork again. Even now, "He restores my soul."

Where are you, dear Brother? Dear Sister? Have you grown very dull and cold of late? Jesus is waiting to make your heart burnwithin you. Do you feel half-dead spiritually? Your Lord and Master is even now ready to quicken you by His Word and to restoreunto you the joy of His salvation! If you ask me why the Lord is thus quick to restore His people, I can find no answer inthem or their merits, but a little further on the Psalmist gives you the reason why Christ thus acts in faithfulness and tenderness."He leads me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake." He would not restore us for our sakes. There is nothing inus which could be pointed out to the eye of Justice as a claim for restoration, though much might be remembered which, onthe footing of the Law, would ensure our ruin!

Here is our safety. The Lord Jesus has willed to save us, and He stands to His purpose and decree. He has put forward Hisown veracity and immutability as guarantees of the Covenant! His own honor would be in jeopardy should one of His people belost. Therefore for His own name's sake He restores the wanderer, lest His enemies should say, "God has forsaken His people,"and lest the hosts of Hell should boast, saying, "The Lord began to save them, but He was not able to finish the work." "ForHis name's sake." Deep and blessed reason! Immutable, immovable foundation of comfort! For His name's sake He restores oursouls when we wander from His way.

Strange are the means He uses. Sometimes it is a most heavy rod. At other times a sweetly fascinating love call. Singularare the modes of dealing with His people. He will break them in pieces and crush them beneath His feet, apparently in hotdispleasure, but all with the view of making them sick of sin and eager after Himself. He will tear them as a lion tears hisprey, and this not to destroy, but to save them. Is it not written, "I kill and I make alive; I wound and I heal"? Often bydispensations of terror He leads us into ways of Grace and frequently that which appears to be our utter destruction endsin our complete restoration, according to His Grace. Let the text stand as a type and testimony of His immutable love. "Herestores my soul."

IV. During the short time which remains for me to discourse to you, I want to throw my whole strength into the last consideration.Our text, emphasized as I have emphasized it, reminds us of HIS SUPREME POWER. "HE restores my soul." HE, HE, HE alone restoresmy soul! From first to last my revivals and refreshing come from Him. He Himself first made my soul to live-yes, He was Lifeitself to me. You had no life, Beloved, till Jesus passed by and saw you lying dead in sin and said to you, "Live." You werelike Lazarus in the tomb. You were beginning to stink with corruption and sin, and His voice, when it said, "Lazarus, comeforth," was life to you.

You did not help the Savior in your quickening-how could you? You exercised no concurrent action-He took the first step andquickened you when you were dead in sin. He began to save you because He will have mercy on whom He will have mercy. He willhave compassion on whom He will have compassion. You owe your regeneration entirely to Him and it is not surprising that yourrevival should come from the same source. Surely He who regenerated can restore! He who created can renew! Restoration isnot a more difficult work-no, it is but a secondary work compared with the new creating of the soul. The Lord, even JesusChrist, who did at the first give you life, can revive you again-and He can do it by Himself-being to your soul her medicineas well as her physician.

All the evils under which a Christian smarts arise from the absence of Jesus, or else obtain their power to injure from thefact of the Lord's being away. There are corruptions which dwell always in us, but these do not dare to show their faces whenJesus reigns within in revealed Glory. The traitors lurk in their holes when the King is in the city-they will not ventureforth till they hear that He is offended and is gone. While the flag flies on the castle to mark that my lord is at home,His enemies are on their best behavior, for they have a dread of His sword. When our fellowship with Jesus is active, sinlies dormant, or is so thoroughly subdued that it makes but a struggling gasp for life.

So, then, if at this time I have become proud, or petulant, or idle, or cannot pray, or will not submit to the Divine will,or have fallen into spiritual sickness-it is quite certain that all the mischief is occasioned by the loss of my Lord's company-andit is clear that His coming back to me will restore my soul. If His absence has developed all this evil, then His Presencecan surely put it away. Should it happen that the temptation is outward, still no outward temptation has any force when Christis present. Let all the world's charms attempt to seduce us, they are horrible distortions when contrasted with the lovelinessof Jesus. Only let us see His face and all earthly witcheries have lost their enchantment.

Suppose that we were tempted to skepticism? Christ is the antidote for that venom. No man doubts when Christ is present withhim. At the sight of Him even Thomas cries, "My Lord and my God." Can we despond while He consoles? Can the children of thebride chamber mourn while the Bridegroom is with them? On the other hand, pride cannot live where Jesus is seen. "When I sawHim I fell at His feet as dead," said the beloved Apostle. His Presence is the death of every sin, the life of every DivineGrace. Therefore it is that the text says, "He restores my soul."

The hunger, famine, and disease of war need but one cure, and that is peace. The woes of the Believer's soul need but oneremedy, and that lies in the words, "Abide in Me." The Presence of Christ has everything in it that the soul can possiblyneed. I see the green leaves of a plant most dear to all who love the woods in spring. It is now nestling under a hedge upona shelving bank, just alone a trickling stream. I ask it why it does not bloom and it whispers to me that it will

bloom by-and-by. "But, sweet primrose, why not put forth your lovely flower at once and gladden us with your beauty?" Sheanswers, "I am waiting for him."

For whom do you tarry, you herald of spring?-

"All love on you to rest their weary eyes, Rending therein a history of dearest ties." She meekly answers, "I am waiting formy lord, the sun." Do you not need other friends and helpers? "No," she says, "the coming of my lord will be enough, and whenhe puts forth his strength I shall put on my beauty." But will you not need soft, pearly drops of dew to glisten on the leaves?Are not your blossoms most frail to gaze upon when all around keeps time and tune therewith, when the violet and harebellare in your company, when the buds are swelling and "the green-winged linnet sings"? To which she replies, "He will bringthem, he will bring them all." But are you not afraid of the killing frosts and the dreary snowstorms? "He will chase themall away," says the little plant. "I shall be safe enough when he brings on the spring."

Believer, you are that plant and Jesus is your Sun! He will bring you healing beneath His wings and joy in the light of HisCountenance. He restores our entire manhood-every regenerated faculty grows strong when He is near. Every Grace drinks innew life from communion with Christ! Faith triumphs, love burns, hope prophesies, patience becomes strong for endurance andcourage is bold for conflict. Christ is such fare that all the Graces can feed on Him, and all grow strong upon the sacredviands. The best of all is that He is a restoration which is available now, available at once. I felt, the other day, heavyat heart, dull, dead. I thought of myself as though I were a branch of a tree cut off and so I meditated thus with myself-"IfI am a branch of the vine, and have been removed from my stem, my only hope is to get back into the place from where I cameand be grafted in again, and begin to suck the sap again, and feel the life flowing through me,"

Then was it sweet to remember that there is no possible state into which a Believer could fall, even if it were the most desperatethat could be conceived, but what Christ can restore him perfectly and at once! Then for my own comfort and renewal I beganwith my Lord thus-I looked at Him upon the Cross. I stood before Him as a sinner and wondered at Him that He should die forsinners. And I trusted Him and I said to Him, "Lord, You know I trust You. I have no hope but in You and I cling to You asa limpet clings to the rock. With all my heart and soul I cling." I began to feel the sap flow from the stem into my branchat once as soon as I had got into contact with my Lord! By a simple faith, I felt that virtue went out of Him to heal my soul.

Once having established the flow of the sap, it flowed more, and more, and more, for as I thought about my salvation throughHim, being myself guilty, and He my Righteousness, I began to love Him and my soul began to glow with a passion towards Him.And I wanted to be telling others what a dear, good Savior He was, and in a few moments after I had bemoaned myself as deadto Him and a castaway, I felt as much warmth of love to Him as ever I had done in all my life, and could say in the languageof the spouse, "Or ever I was aware, my Soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib"!

Now, I believe that this is the natural process to go through for the restoring of your soul. Some of you professors may befeeling, "I do not know how it is, but I am not what I ought to be, I am out of gear with Christ. I wish to act into a betterstate of heart, to be more pleasing to God them I am, by walking nearer to Him." If such is your state, mind what you do.Try what I have described, or, unless you are wide awake, there will come to you Mr. Worldly-Wiseman, and tell you there areother ways of getting your souls restored.

First, he says, you should repent bitterly of all this wandering of heart. That is correct enough, but who is to give youthis repentance? And then, says he, you must be more attentive to the outward means of Grace, you must set aside longer timesfor prayer and be more diligent in searching the Scriptures privately. That also is all correct. Whatever he bids you, thatobserve and do, as Christ said of the Pharisees, but that is not the way to obtain restoration of soul! The way to Heavenis never round by Sinai! Always be afraid of directors who lead you in that direction. All our healing lies in Christ. Christis the Physician, and Christ is the Medicine, too.

The way to get your soul restored is not to try to restore it yourself, nor to undergo any processes by which it may workitself right. No, but go straight away to Christ and lay hold on Him, just as you are, whatever your condition may be. Cominginto contact with Him, you shall soon have to sing in the words of the text, "He restores my soul." Let others

talk of their sacraments, "He restores my soul." Let men boast and glory of special ways of raising their souls to Heaven,"He restores my soul." Let some rejoice because their souls need no restoring, but are always strong, I cannot say that, butI can say, "He restores my soul."

I hope this morning I shall have many Beloved Brothers and Sisters of like mind, who will go out of this house saying notonly, "I knew He could restore my soul," but, "He restores my soul. I was very cold when I came in here, as cold as the weatheritself, but Jesus has thawed the ice of my heart." Perhaps you have to confess that you were in a very bad state of mind-ugly-tempered-andI do not know what besides. Perhaps you were worried out of anything like peace and rest. Now, then, is the time to try thegreat Restorer. Before you leave your seat, labor to get into contact with Christ by the power of His Holy Spirit.

Do, I pray, return to Him as at the first. O Branch, come back to the Stem! Let the sap flow again. "But I am not in a fitcondition," you say. What? Have you gone back to that old Sinai idea of fitness? Have you gone back to that legal demand?Come as you are! Come as you are to Jesus. I mean you saints. Are you going to play the fool as sinners do? Sinners say theyare to get ready for Christ, and fools they are for saying it. Are you about to say the same? You will be worse fools still!Come just now. Whatever you have been, let the connection between you and Christ be consciously felt and quickened by an immediateapplication to Him by simple faith, and you shall yet say, as you rise into more than your former vigor, "He restores my soul."