Author Thread: "Nevertheless, I tell you the truth: it is to your advantage that I go away, for if I do not go away, the Comforter will not come to you. But if I go, I will send him to you" (John 16:7).
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"Nevertheless, I tell you the truth: it is to your advantage that I go away, for if I do not go away, the Comforter will not come to you. But if I go, I will send him to you" (John 16:7).
Posted : 24 Nov, 2011 02:19 AM

There is no sorrow of the believing heart of which the Holy Spirit is ignorant, to which he is indifferent, which his sympathy does not embrace, and which his power cannot alleviate.



The church in which he dwells, and whose pilgrimage he guides, is a tried church. Chosen in the furnace of affliction, allied to a suffering Head, its course on earth is traced by tears, and often by blood. How deeply it needs a Comforter.



And who can compute the individual sorrows which may crowd the path of a single traveler to his sorrowless home? What a world of trial, and how varied, may be comprised within the history of a single saint!



But if sorrows abound, comfort much more abounds since the Comforter of the church is the Holy Spirit. What a mighty provision�how infinite the generous gift!�the God of all consolation has made in the covenant of grace for the sorrows of his people, in appointing the Third Person of the blessed Trinity to this office!



What an importance it attaches to, and with what dignity it invests, and with what sanctity it hallows, our every sorrow! If our heavenly Father sees proper in his unerring wisdom and goodness to send affliction, then who would not welcome the message as a sacred and precious thing, thus to be soothed and sanctified?



Yes, the Holy Spirit leads the sorrowful to all comfort. He comforts by applying the promises�by leading to Christ, by bending the will in deep submission to God, and by unveiling to faith's far-seeing eye the glories of a sorrowless, tearless, sinless world.



And oh, who can portray his perfection as a Comforter? With what promptness and tenderness he applies himself to the soothing of each grief! How patiently he instructs the ignorant! How gently he leads the burdened! How skillfully he heals the wounded! How timely he meets the needy! How effectually he speaks to the mourner!



When your heart is overwhelmed within you, through the depth and foam of the angry waters, he leads you to the Rock that is higher than you are. There he matures the kingdom. There he perfects the building. There he completes the temple he commenced and occupied on earth.



He leads to glory. No power shall oppose, no difficulty shall obstruct, no contingency shall thwart the consummation of this, his glorious purpose and design. Every soul graced by his presence, every heart touched by his love, every body sanctified as his temple, he will lead to heaven. Of that heaven he is the Pledge and the Earnest.



While Jesus is in heaven, preparing a place for his people, the Spirit is on earth, preparing his people for that place. The one is maturing glory for the church, the other is maturing the church for glory.

by Octavius Winslow, 1856 (edited for

today's reader by Larry E. Wilson, 2010)





Come, Holy Ghost, God and Lord!

May all your graces be outpoured

on each believer's mind and heart;

your fervent love to them impart.

Lord, by the brightness of your light

in holy faith your church unite

from every land and every tongue;

this to your praise, O Lord our God, be sung:

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!



Come, holy Light, Guide divine,

oh, cause the Word of Life to shine!

teach us to know our God aright

and call him Father with delight.

From every error set us free;

let none but Christ our Master be

that we in living faith abide,

in him, our Lord, with all our might confide.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!



Come, holy Fire, Comfort true;

grant us the will your work to do

and in your service to abide;

let trials turn us not aside.

Lord, by your power prepare each heart,

and to our weakness strength impart

that bravely here we may contend,

through life and death to you, our Lord, ascend.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!



(Martin Luther, 1524; tr. cento)

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