The works of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D. in nine volumes (volume 1 of 9)Watts, Isaac
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The works of the Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D. in nine volumes (volume 1 of 9)
Watts, Isaac
Dissenters, Religious -- England; Sermons, English -- 18th century; Theology -- Early works to 1800; Theology -- History -- 18th century
4. A conferring of actual benefit or kindness, is implied in the love of
Christ towards this youth; for he stood still and entertained him with
friendly discourse: He endeavoured by proper methods to convince him of
sin; he gave him directions what he should do to obtain treasure in
heaven; he called him to be his disciple and follower; and gave him a
promise of everlasting riches, if he would have complied with his
proposal. This is called a love of beneficence: And this our Lord Jesus
practised abundantly, even to those whom he did not savingly enlighten
and convert by his gospel; for it was his character, that he went about
doing good; Acts x. 38.
5. This love of Christ includes in it compassion for the young man, and
some degree of sorrow to think that he should miss of heaven; that he
should be so hardened in self-confidence, so puft up with a conceit of
his own righteousness, and so hard to be convinced of his weakness and
guilt, as to stand to it boldly, that he had kept all the commandments
of God: and at last, that he should be so entangled with a love to
money, as to despise the treasures of heaven, and to let Christ and
salvation go. Such a mournful pity did our Lord express to Jerusalem, in
the days of his flesh; O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, _which killest the
prophets, and stonest them that are sent unto thee: How often would I
have gathered thy children together, as a hen doth gather her brood
under her wings, and ye would not!_ Luke xiii. 34. And he mingled the
tears of love and sorrow when he came near the gates: for the same
evangelist tells us, that _he beheld the city and wept over it_, with
this melting language, _If thou hadst know, even thou, in this thy day,
the things that belong to thy peace; but now they are hid from thine
eyes_; Luke xix. 41, 42.
When we behold a noble palace, a well-contrived garden, a piece of
painting of uncommon art: “It is pity, we cry, that such a building
should be reduced to ashes, such a garden over-spread with desolation
and disorder, or such a picture be all defaced.” We have a sort of pity
for these inanimate beauties, and we are ready to mourn their danger or
ruin. And the passion is innocent and becoming: But the grief and the
love rise higher still, when we see a living soul, a fellow-creature of
our own rank, a man or woman dressed in agreeable accomplishments, and
yet making haste to wilful destruction. Such love and such grief are
comely for a wise and good man, and they became our Saviour well.
Blessed Saviour! that ever thy love should lay itself out on such
objects, as would awaken thy grief, and give thee so painful a
compassion! But this was only in the days of his flesh: He pities
mankind now under their various wretchedness and folly, yet we cannot
suppose his present exaltation and blessedness does indulge real sorrow,
or admit any smarting affliction; though in his humble state on earth,
his human love expressed itself agreeably in such mournful compassion
and tenderness.
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