Worthy thoughts, true comfort! Thank you, Kim!
by Susannah Spurgeon, on the death of her husband, C. H. Spurgeon, (Excerpts)
Part Two: Mercy Outruns Misery
How shall I sing the Lord’s song in a strange land? For I am brought into a strange, weary land of loneliness and sorrow. I am a captive to grief, and the light of my life has been suddenly quenched in darkness.
Yet there is a song to be sung.
Mercy has outrun misery. Divine love has pierced the gloom of an unspeakable sorrow with a ray of celestial glory. The anguished cry of a stricken heart has been hushed by the sweet compassion of a comforting God! “Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord, O my soul!”
It is the Lord’s song.
“He Himself has done it!” “The Lord gave—and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the Name of the Lord.” Is our dear Master to hear only sobs and sighs, and…
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