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SERMON XXXIX.
THE LOFTINESS OF GOD.
ISAIAH lvii. 15.
For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose
name is Holy, I dwell in the high and holy place; with him also that
is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the
humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
THIS is a grand text; one of the grandest in the whole Old Testament; one
of those the nearest to the spirit of the New. It is full of Gospel—of
good news: but it is not the whole Gospel. It does not tell us the whole
character of God. We can only get that in the New. We can get it there;
we can get it in that most awful and glorious chapter which we read for
the second lesson—the twenty-seventh chapter of St. Matthew. Seen in the
light of that—seen in the light of Christ’s cross and what it tells us,
all is clear, and all is bright, and all is full of good news—at least to
those who are humble and contrite, crushed down by sorrow, and by the
feeling of their own infirmities.
But what does the text tell us?
Of a high and lofty One, who inhabits eternity.
Of a lofty God, Almighty, incomprehensible; so far above us, so different
from us, that we cannot picture him to ourselves; of a glory and majesty
utterly beyond all human fancy or imagination.
Of a holy God, in whom is no sin, nor taint of sin; who is of purer eyes
than to behold iniquity; who is so perfect, that he cannot be content
with anything which is not as perfect as himself; who looks with horror
and disgust on evil of every shape; who cannot endure it, will at last
destroy it.
Of a God who abides in eternity—who cannot change—cannot alter his own
decrees and laws, because his decrees and laws are right and necessary,
and proceed out of his own character. If he has said a thing, that thing
must be; because it is the thing which ought to be.
How, then, shall we think of this lofty, holy, unchangeable God—we who
are low, unholy, changing with every wind that blows?
Shall we say, ‘He is so far above us, that he cannot feel for us? He is
so holy that he must hate us, and will our punishment, and our damnation
for all our sins?’
‘He is eternal, and cannot change his will; and, therefore, if he wills
us to perish, perish we must.’
We may think so of God, and dread God, and cry ‘Whither shall I flee from
thy Spirit, and whither shall I go from thy presence?’ We may call to
the mountains to fall on us, and to the hills to cover us, till we try to
forget at all risks the thought of God: and if we do not, there are
plenty who will do it for us. The devil, who slanders and curses God to
men, and men to God, and to each other—he will talk to us of God in this
way.
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