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HELP!
From Spurgeon's sermon, "Your Redeemer"
"Do not be afraid, O worm Jacob, O little Israel,
for I myself will HELP you, declares the
Lord,
your Redeemer, the Holy one of Israel."
-Isaiah 41:14
That is very little for me to do, to HELP
you.
Consider what I have done already.
What! not help you?
Why, I bought you with my blood.
What! not help you?
I have died for you;
and if I have done the greater,
will I not do the less?
HELP you, my beloved!
It is the least thing I will ever do for you.
I have done more, and I will do more.
Before the day-star first began to shine I chose you.
"I will HELP you."
I made the covenant for you, and exercised all the wisdom
of my eternal mind in the scheming of the plan of salvation.
"I will HELP you."
I became a man for you;
I doffed my diadem,
and laid aside my robe;
I laid the purple of the universe aside to become a man for you.
If I did this, "I will HELP you."
I gave my life, my soul, for you;
I slumbered in the grave,
I descended into Hades, all for you;
"I will HELP you."
It will cost me nothing.
Redeeming you cost me much, but I have all and abound.
In helping you, I am giving you what I have bought for you
already.
It is no new thing.
I can do it easily.
"Help you?" You need never fear that.
If you need a thousand times as much help,
I would give it to you.
But it is little that you require compared with what I have to give.
It is great for you to need, but it is nothing for me to bestow.
Help you?
Fear not!
If there were an ant at the door of your granary asking for help,
it would not ruin you to give him a handful of your wheat.
But you are nothing but a tiny insect
at the door of my all-sufficiency!
All that you could ever eat, all that you could ever take,
if you were to take to all eternity, would no more diminish
my all-sufficiency, than the drinking of the fish
would diminish the sea.
No; "I will HELP you."
If I have died for you, I will not leave you.
And now just conceive my Master on his cross bleeding there,
looking down on you and on me.
Picture him, while his voice falters with
love and misery conjoined; and hear him.
He has just now spoken to the thief, and he has said to him,
"Today, shall you be with me in Paradise."
And after he has said that, he catches a sight of you and of me,
poor and depressed, and he says,
"Fear not, worm Jacob; I will help YOU".
I helped the thief--I will help YOU.
I promised him that he should be with me in paradise;
I may well promise you that you shall be helped.
I WILL HELP YOU.
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