The Riches of Bunyan: Selected from His WorksBunyan, John
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The Riches of Bunyan: Selected from His Works
Bunyan, John
Theology, Doctrinal
Wherefore look, when thou approachest the throne of grace, that thou
give diligence to seek for the "Lamb as it had been slain," that is
in the midst of the throne of grace; and then thou wilt have not
only a sign that thou presentest thy supplication to God where and
as thou shouldst, but there also wilt thou meet with matter to
break, to soften, to bend, to bow, and to make thy heart as thou
wouldst have it. This sight shall dissolve and melt down the spirit
of that man that is upon his knees before the throne of grace for
mercy; especially when he shall see, that not his prayers, nor his
tears, nor his wants, but the blood of the Lamb, has prevailed with
a God of grace to give mercy and grace to an undeserving sinner.
God hath prepared a golden altar for thee to offer thy prayers and
tears upon, coming sinner. A golden altar! It is called a _golden
altar_, to show what worth it is of in God's account; for this
golden altar is Jesus Christ--this altar sanctifies thy gift, and
makes thy sacrifice acceptable.
This altar then makes thy groans golden groans, thy tears golden
tears, and thy prayers golden prayers, in the eye of that God thou
comest to.
BENEFIT OF PRAYER.
Pray often; for prayer is a shield for the soul, a sacrifice to God,
and a scourge for Satan.
Look yonder! Ah, methinks mine eyes do see Clouds edged with silver,
as fine garments be; They look as if they saw the golden face That
makes black clouds most beautiful with grace.
Unto the saints' sweet incense of their prayer, These smoky curled
clouds I do compare; For as these clouds seem edged or laced with
gold, Their prayers return with blessings manifold.
Prayer is as the pitcher that fetcheth water from the brook,
therewith to water the herbs: break the pitcher and it will fetch no
water, and for want of water the garden withers.
The godly have found all other places, the throne of grace excepted,
empty, and places that hold no water. They have been at mount Sinai
for help, but could find nothing there but fire and darkness, but
thunder and lightning, but earthquakes and trembling, and a voice of
killing words.
They have sought for grace by their own performances; but, alas,
they have yielded them nothing but wind and confusion; not a
performance, not a duty, not an act in any part of religious
worship, but they, looking upon it in the glass of the Lord, do find
it specked and defective.
They have sought for grace by their resolutions, their vows, their
purposes, and the like; but alas, they all do as the other, discover
that they have been very imperfectly managed, and so are such as can
by no means help them to grace.
They have gone to their tears, their sorrow, and repentance, if
perhaps they might find some help there; but all has fled away like
the early dew.
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