Christ is the sure defence of his church. A thousand times has she been
assailed by her enemies. The princes of the earth have set themselves in
array against her, and hell has opened upon her all its batteries. But
the Rock of Ages has ever been her strong fortress and high tower. He
will never refuse to shelter her from her adversaries. In the time of
trouble, he shall hide her in his pavilion; in the secret of his
tabernacle shall he hide her. When the heavens are dark and angry, she
flies, like the affrighted dove, to the thick branches of the “Goodly
Cedar.” There she is safe from the windy storm and tempest. There she
may rest in confidence, till these calamities be overpast. The tree of
her protection can never be riven by the lightning, nor broken by the
blast.
_Christ is the source of life and beauty to all the trees in the garden
of God_. Jehovah determined to teach “the trees of the forest” a new
lesson. Let the princes of this world hear it, and the proud
philosophers of Greece and Rome. “I have brought down the high tree, and
exalted the low tree—have dried up the green tree, and made the dry tree
to flourish.” Many things have occurred, in the providence of God, which
might illustrate these metaphors; such as the bringing of Pharaoh down to
the bottom of the sea, that Israel might be exalted to sing the song of
Moses; and the drying up of the pride and pomp of Haman, that Mordecai
might flourish in honor and esteem. But for the most transcendent
accomplishment of the prophecy, we must go to Calvary. There is the high
tree brought down to the dust of death, that the low tree might be
exalted to life eternal; the green tree dried up by the fires of Divine
wrath, that the dry tree might flourish in the favor of God for ever.
To this, particularly, our blessed Redeemer seems to refer, in his
address to the daughters of Jerusalem, as they follow him, weeping, to
the place of crucifixion. “Weep not for me,” saith he. “There is a
mystery in all this, which you cannot now comprehend. Like Joseph, I
have been sold by my brethren; but like Joseph, I will be a blessing to
all my Father’s house. I am carrying this cross to Calvary that I may be
crucified upon it between two thieves; but when the lid of the mystical
ark shall be lifted, then shall ye see that it is to save sinners I give
my back to the smiters, and my life for a sacrifice. Weep not for me,
but for yourselves and your children; for if they do these things in the
green tree, what shall be done in the dry? I am the green tree to-day;
and behold, I am consumed that you may flourish. I am the high tree, and
am prostrated that you may be exalted.”
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