19. In the multitude of my thoughts within me. When I am tossed to and fro with various reasonings, distractions,
questionings, and forebodings, I will fly to my true rest, for thy comforts delight my soul. From my sinful thoughts, my vain thoughts, my sorrowful thoughts,
my griefs, my cares, my conflicts, I will hasten to the Lord; he has divine comforts,
and these will not only console but actually delight me. How sweet are
the comforts of the Spirit! Who can muse upon eternal love, immutable purposes,
covenant promises, finished redemption, the risen Saviour, his union with his
people, the coming glory, and such like themes, without feeling his heart
leaping with joy? The little world within is, like the great world without,
full of confusion and strife; but when Jesus enters it, and whispers, “Peace be unto you,” there
is a calm.
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