2. In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. All day long his distress drove him to his God, so that when night came
he continued still in the same search. God had hidden his face from his
servant; therefore the first care of the troubled saint was to seek his Lord
again. This was going to the root of the matter and removing the main
impediment first. Diseases and tribulations are easily enough endured when God
is found of us, but without him they crush us to the earth. My sore ran inthe night, and ceased not. Some of us know what it is, both physically and
spiritually, to be compelled to use these words: no respite has been afforded
us by the silence of the night, our bed has been a rack to us, our body has
been in torment, and our spirit in anguish. It appears that this sentence is
wrongly translated, and should be, “My hand
was stretched out all night.” This
shows that his prayer ceased not, but with uplifted hand he continued to seek
succor of his God. My soul refused to be comforted. He refused some
comforts as too weak, others as untrue, others as unhallowed; but chiefly
because of distraction, he declined even those grounds of consolation which
ought to have been effectual with him. As a sick man turns away even from the
most nourishing food, so did he. It is impossible to comfort those who refuse
to be comforted. You may bring them to the waters of the promise, but who will
make them drink?
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