The Glory of Grace Effected by Weak Means: Being the Substance of a Sermon, Preached on the Death of Samuel Church, Aged Twelve Years. On Sunday Evening, April 14, 1822, by J. Church, at the Surrey Tabernacle. — John Shaqi
The Glory of Grace Effected by Weak Means: Being the Substance of a Sermon, Preached on the Death of Samuel Church, Aged Twelve Years. On Sunday Evening, April 14, 1822, by J. Church, at the Surrey Tabernacle.Church, J. (John)
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The Glory of Grace Effected by Weak Means: Being the Substance of a Sermon, Preached on the Death of Samuel Church, Aged Twelve Years. On Sunday Evening, April 14, 1822, by J. Church, at the Surrey Tabernacle.
Church, J. (John)
Funeral sermons; Sermons, English -- 19th century
We may consider these words as justly applicable to 1. David. 2, David’s
Lord.—3, The children of the temple. 4, The apostles in their
minority.—5, The experience of believers.—6, The salvation of children.
This good man was chosen and ordained for the glory of God, and for the
benefit of his people; eternally chosen in Christ to salvation; he was
impressed with the power of converting grace in very early life, and long
before he was introduced to public notice, long before his elevation to
the throne of Israel. No doubt, while a youth, the holy Spirit took
possession of his heart, and led his mind to hope in the promised
Messiah, for life and salvation, and being selected from the busy world,
and the cares, vanities, and snares of the court, he had many sweet
moments in the sacred enjoyment of his God. _Times_, his mind often
afterwards reflected upon with heaven-felt pleasure. It appears God had
endowed him with astonishing skill in music, and a sublime talent for
poetry, so that he probably filled his leisure hours with close attention
to the exercise of those gifts; and as Mr. Toplady strikingly remarks, on
David’s composing this beautiful pastoral psalm: We must form to
ourselves an idea of David, the stripling, and think we see him watching
his flocks on a summer’s night, under the expanded canopy of the skies.
The air is still, the heavens are serene, the moon arrived at her full,
is pursuing her majestic silent course, the stars, like peeresses, on a
coronation solemnity, assume their brightest robes, to attend the
beauteous sovereign of the night, while both moon and stars concur to
shed a soft undazzling lustre on all the subjacent landscape. David, at
this happy period, a blameless youth, unpoisoned with ambition, and
unfacinated by the witchcraft of court corruption, and his hands undipped
in blood, is seated on a rising hillock, or on the protuberant root of
some stately tree. All is hushed, not a bough rustles, not a leaf
trembles to the breeze; the silent flocks are either carelessly grazing
by his side, or slumbering securely at his feet. The birds have
suspended their songs, until waked by the superior sweetness of his
voice, and the music of his hand; for, charmed with the loveliness of the
scene, and wrapt by the holy Spirit into a seraphic flame of exalted
devotion, he has lain aside his crook—he has taken up his harp, and
transmitting to the throne of God, these grateful, these inexpressibly
beautiful lines contained in this psalm, this divine testimony of Jesus,
although perhaps wrote more than a thousand years before his incarnation.
David’s mind was illuminated with spiritual knowledge, his faith
centering in the Messiah, his hope resting on his covenant engagements,
his affections cleaving to him, his mind at this time, happy in his love;
and astonished at the infinite condescension of the God of all grace, in
looking upon him in early life; saving him from the follies of youth,
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