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For we have not an High Priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin. Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.
Hebrews 4:15-16

What heart can conceive or tongue recount the daily, hourly triumphs of the Lord Jesus Christ’s all-conquering grace? We see scarcely a millionth part of what He, as a King on His throne, is daily doing; and yet we see enough to know that He ever lives at God’s right hand, and lives to save and bless.

What a crowd of needy petitioners every moment surrounds His throne! What urgent needs and woes to answer; what cutting griefs and sorrows to assuage; what broken hearts to bind up; what wounded consciences to heal; what countless prayers to hear; what earnest petitions to grant; what stubborn foes to subdue; what guilty fears to quell! What grace, what kindness, what patience, what compassion, what mercy, what love, and yet what power and authority does this Almighty Sovereign display! No circumstance is too trifling; no petitioner too insignificant; no case too hard; no difficulty too great; no seeker too importunate; no beggar too ragged; no bankrupt too penniless; no debtor too insolvent, for Him not to notice and not to relieve.

Sitting on His throne of grace, His all-seeing eye views all, His almighty hand grasps all, and His loving heart embraces all whom the Father gave Him by covenant, whom He Himself redeemed by His blood, and whom the blessed Spirit has quickened into life by His invincible power. The hopeless, the helpless; the outcasts whom no man cares for; the tossed with tempest and not comforted; the ready to perish; the mourners in Zion; the bereaved widow; the wailing orphan; the sick in body, and still more sick in heart; the racked with hourly pain; the fevered consumptive; the wrestler with death’s last struggle—O what crowds of pitiable objects surround His throne; and all needing a look from His eye, a word from His lips, a smile from His face, a touch from His hand!

O could we but see what His grace is, what His grace has, what His grace does; and could we but feel more what it is doing in and for ourselves, we would have more exalted views of the reign of grace now exercised on high by Zion’s enthroned King!

To the reader…

It may be that you stand in that great crowd of needy petitioners around the throne, and think that your need is too small, or your garment too shabby, to be noticed. Or do you feel so hopeless and helpless, so near to perishing, that you hardly dare to draw near any more? Then know that no circumstance is too trifling and no beggar too poor for Him to help. His all-seeing eye sees you as well.

You do not have a High Priest Who cannot be touched with the feeling of your infirmities; He was in all points tempted like as you are, yet without sin. Come boldly, then, to the throne of grace, with your broken heart and your wounded conscience. One look from His eye, one word from His lips, one touch of His hand is enough. There you will obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need.

With warm regards,
The compilers of jcphilpot.nl