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05-27-2008, 07:33 AM
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| | | Sick of SIN, sick of SELF, sick of the WORLD
(J. C. Philpot, "Spiritual Delight" 1845)
"Delight yourself in the LORD and He will give
you the desires of your heart." Psalm 37:4
By nature we delight in SIN. It is the very element of
our nature—and even after the Lord has called us by
His grace and quickened us by his Spirit—there is the
same love to sin in the heart as there was before.
We delight in it—we would wallow in it—take our full
enjoyment of it—and swim in it as a fish swims in
the waters of the sea!
By nature we also are prone to IDOLATRY. Self is
the grand object of all our sensual and carnal worship.
Our own exaltation,
our own amusement,
our own pleasure,
our own gratification.
Something whereby SELF may be . . .
flattered,
admired,
adored,
delighted,
is the grand end and aim of man's natural worship.
By nature we also delight in the WORLD. It is . . .
our element,
our home,
what our carnal hearts are intimately blended with.
From all these things, then, which are intrinsically
evil—which a pure and holy God must hate with
absolute abhorrence—we must be weaned and
effectually divorced—we need to have these
things embittered to us.
All the time we are doing homage and worship to
self—all the time we are loving the world—all the
time we delight in sin—all the time we are setting
up idols in the secret chambers of imagery—there
is no delighting ourselves in the Lord.
We cannot delight ourselves in the Lord until we are
purged of creature love—until the idolatry of our hearts is
not merely manifested, but hated and abhorred—until by . . .
cutting temptations,
sharp exercises,
painful perplexities,
and various sorrows,
we are brought to this state—to be . . .
sick of SIN,
sick of SELF,
sick of the WORLD.
Until we are brought to loathe ourselves, we are not
brought to that spot where none but God Himself can
comfort, please, or make the soul really happy.
Now the very means that God employs to embitter the
world to us are cutting and grievous dispensations—as
unexpected reverses in fortune—or afflictions of body,
of family, or of soul. But these very means that the Lord
employs to divorce our carnal union from the world, stir
up the self-pity, the murmuring, the peevishness, and
the rebelliousness of our nature. So that we think we
are being very harshly dealt with, in being compelled
to walk in this trying path.
But only by these cutting dispensations we are eventually
brought to delight ourselves in Him, who will give us the
desires of our heart.
How long you shall be walking in this painful path—
how heavy your trials—what their duration shall be—how
deep you may have to sink—how cutting your afflictions
may be in body or soul, God has not defined, and we cannot.
But they must work until they have produced this result—
weaned, divorced, and separated us from all that we
naturally love and idolatrously cleave unto—and all
that we adulterously roam after. If our trials have not
done this, they must go on until they produce that effect.
The burden must be laid upon the back,
affliction must try the mind,
perplexities must encumber the feet,
until we are brought to this point—that none but the
Lord Himself, with a taste of His dying love, can comfort
our hearts, or give us that inward peace and joy which
our soul is taught to crave after.
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Psa 55:16 As for me, I will call upon God; and the LORD shall save me.
Psa 55:17 Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.
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05-27-2008, 09:46 AM
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This poem by Robert Murray M'Cheyne might be a good follow-up here (forgive me if anyone has already placed it in another thread; as you know, I'm relatively new here): How Much I Owe When this passing world is done When has sunk yon glaring sun, When we stand with Christ in glory Looking o'er life's glorious story, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When I hear the wicked call On the rocks and hills to fall, When I see them start and shrink, On the fiery deluge brink, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When I stand before the throne Dressed in beauty not my own, When I see Thee as Thou art, Love Thee with unsinning heart, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When the praise of heaven I hear Loud as thunders to the ear, Loud as many waters' noise, Sweet as harp's melodious voice, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. Chosen not for good in me, Wakened up from wrath to flee, Hidden in the Saviour's side, By the Spirit sanctified, Teach me, Lord, on earth to show By my love, how much I owe.
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05-27-2008, 09:57 AM
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Thanks for that sister Margaret.
__________________ 1689 Baptist Confession
Psa 55:16 As for me, I will call upon God; and the LORD shall save me.
Psa 55:17 Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.
James Farley, Wilderness Road Baptist Assembly.
Husband of Melissa and father of Ann. www.wildernessroadbaptist.org | 
05-27-2008, 10:13 AM
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Originally Posted by Galatians220 This poem by Robert Murray M'Cheyne might be a good follow-up here (forgive me if anyone has already placed it in another thread; as you know, I'm relatively new here): How Much I Owe When this passing world is done When has sunk yon glaring sun, When we stand with Christ in glory Looking o'er life's glorious story, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When I hear the wicked call On the rocks and hills to fall, When I see them start and shrink, On the fiery deluge brink, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When I stand before the throne Dressed in beauty not my own, When I see Thee as Thou art, Love Thee with unsinning heart, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When the praise of heaven I hear Loud as thunders to the ear, Loud as many waters' noise, Sweet as harp's melodious voice, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. Chosen not for good in me, Wakened up from wrath to flee, Hidden in the Saviour's side, By the Spirit sanctified, Teach me, Lord, on earth to show By my love, how much I owe. |
This is a great poem that was made into a hymn used in many PCA churches.  sorry to those that do not subscribe to uninspired hymns
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05-27-2008, 10:17 AM
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Originally Posted by Stephen Quote:
Originally Posted by Galatians220 This poem by Robert Murray M'Cheyne might be a good follow-up here (forgive me if anyone has already placed it in another thread; as you know, I'm relatively new here): How Much I Owe When this passing world is done When has sunk yon glaring sun, When we stand with Christ in glory Looking o'er life's glorious story, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When I hear the wicked call On the rocks and hills to fall, When I see them start and shrink, On the fiery deluge brink, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When I stand before the throne Dressed in beauty not my own, When I see Thee as Thou art, Love Thee with unsinning heart, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. When the praise of heaven I hear Loud as thunders to the ear, Loud as many waters' noise, Sweet as harp's melodious voice, Then, Lord, shall I fully know - Not till then - how much I owe. Chosen not for good in me, Wakened up from wrath to flee, Hidden in the Saviour's side, By the Spirit sanctified, Teach me, Lord, on earth to show By my love, how much I owe. |
This is a great poem that was made into a hymn used in many PCA churches.  sorry to those that do not subscribe to uninspired hymns  | Which is everyone who has commented on this thread so far, except yourself. 
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