4. For my love they are my adversaries. They hate me because I love them. One of our poets says of the Lord Jesus, “Found guilty of excess of love.” Surely it was his only fault. Our Lord might have used all the language of this complaint most emphatically—they hated him without a cause and returned him hatred for love. What a smart this is to the soul, to be hated in proportion to the gratitude which it deserved, hated by those it loved, and hated because of its love. This was a cruel case, and the sensitive mind of the psalmist writhed under it. But I give myself unto prayer. He did nothing else but pray. He became prayer as they became malice.
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