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The Lord is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble; and he knoweth them that trust in him.NAH. 1:7.

Praise the Lord of hosts: for the Lord is good; for his mercy endureth for ever.—God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.—I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.—Who is like unto thee, O people saved by the Lord, the shield of thy help, and who is the sword of thy excellency!—As for God, his way is perfect; the word of the Lord is tried: he is a buckler to all them that trust in him. For who is God, save the Lord? and who is a rock, save our God?

If any man love God, the same is known of him.—The foundation of God standeth sure, having this seal, The Lord knoweth them that are his. And, Let every one that nameth the name of Christ depart from iniquity.—The Lord knoweth the way of the righteous: but the way of the ungodly shall perish.—Thou hast found grace in my sight, and I know thee by name.

Jer. 33:11. -Psa. 46:1. -Psa. 91:2. -Deut. 33:29. -II Sam. 22:31,32.I Cor. 8:3. -II Tim. 2:19. -Psa. 1:6. -Exo. 33:17.

Spurgeon's Morning Reading

“So Mephibosheth dwelt in Jerusalem: for he did eat continually at the king’s table; and was lame on both his feet.”

2 Samuel 9:13

Mephibosheth was no great ornament to a royal table, yet he had a continual place at David’s board, because the king could see in his face the features of the beloved Jonathan. Like Mephibosheth, we may cry unto the King of Glory, “What is thy servant, that thou shouldst look upon such a dead dog as I am?” but still the Lord indulges us with most familiar intercourse with himself, because he sees in our countenances the remembrance of his dearly-beloved Jesus. The Lord’s people are dear for another’s sake. Such is the love which the Father bears to his only begotten, that for his sake he raises his lowly brethren from poverty and banishment, to courtly companionship, noble rank, and royal provision. Their deformity shall not rob them of their privileges. Lameness is no bar to sonship; the cripple is as much the heir as if he could run like Asahel. Our right does not limp, though our might may. A king’s table is a noble hiding-place for lame legs, and at the gospel feast we learn to glory in infirmities, because the power of Christ resteth upon us. Yet grievous disability may mar the persons of the best-loved saints. Here is one feasted by David, and yet so lame in both his feet that he could not go up with the king when he fled from the city, and was therefore maligned and injured by his servant Ziba. Saints whose faith is weak, and whose knowledge is slender, are great losers; they are exposed to many enemies, and cannot follow the king whithersoever he goeth. This disease frequently arises from falls. Bad nursing in their spiritual infancy often causes converts to fall into a despondency from which they never recover, and sin in other cases brings broken bones. Lord, help the lame to leap like an hart, and satisfy all thy people with the bread of thy table!

Old Testament Chapter a Day - Song of Solomon 5

Song of Solomon 5

5. Lover


I come to my garden, my sister, my bride;

I gather my myrrh with my spice,

I eat my honeycomb with my honey,

I drink my wine with my milk.


Eat, friends, drink,

and be drunk with love.


Another Dream


I slept, but my heart was awake.

Listen! my beloved is knocking.

“Open to me, my sister, my love,

my dove, my perfect one;

for my head is wet with dew,

my locks with the drops of the night.”


I had put off my garment;

how could I put it on again?

I had bathed my feet;

how could I soil them?


My beloved thrust his hand into the opening,

and my inmost being yearned for him.


I arose to open to my beloved,

and my hands dripped with myrrh,

my fingers with liquid myrrh,

upon the handles of the bolt.


I opened to my beloved,

but my beloved had turned and was gone.

My soul failed me when he spoke.

I sought him, but did not find him;

I called him, but he gave no answer.


Making their rounds in the city

the sentinels found me;

they beat me, they wounded me,

they took away my mantle,

those sentinels of the walls.


I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

if you find my beloved,

tell him this:

I am faint with love.


Colloquy of Friends and Bride


What is your beloved more than another beloved,

O fairest among women?

What is your beloved more than another beloved,

that you thus adjure us?



My beloved is all radiant and ruddy,

distinguished among ten thousand.


His head is the finest gold;

his locks are wavy,

black as a raven.


His eyes are like doves

beside springs of water,

bathed in milk,

fitly set.


His cheeks are like beds of spices,

yielding fragrance.

His lips are lilies,

distilling liquid myrrh.


His arms are rounded gold,

set with jewels.

His body is ivory work,

encrusted with sapphires.


His legs are alabaster columns,

set upon bases of gold.

His appearance is like Lebanon,

choice as the cedars.


His speech is most sweet,

and he is altogether desirable.

This is my beloved and this is my friend,

O daughters of Jerusalem.


New Testament in Four Years - John 6:66-71

John 6:66-71

6. Miracles and Teachings of Jesus

66 Because of this many of his disciples turned back and no longer went about with him.67So Jesus asked the twelve, “Do you also wish to go away?”68Simon Peter answered him, “Lord, to whom can we go? You have the words of eternal life.69We have come to believe and know that you are the Holy One of God.”70Jesus answered them, “Did I not choose you, the twelve? Yet one of you is a devil.”71He was speaking of Judas son of Simon Iscariot, for he, though one of the twelve, was going to betray him.


Psalm a Day - Psalm 109:16-31

Psalm 109:16-31

109. Psalm 109


For he did not remember to show kindness,

but pursued the poor and needy

and the brokenhearted to their death.


He loved to curse; let curses come on him.

He did not like blessing; may it be far from him.


He clothed himself with cursing as his coat,

may it soak into his body like water,

like oil into his bones.


May it be like a garment that he wraps around himself,

like a belt that he wears every day.”



May that be the reward of my accusers from the Lord,

of those who speak evil against my life.


But you, O Lord my Lord,

act on my behalf for your name’s sake;

because your steadfast love is good, deliver me.


For I am poor and needy,

and my heart is pierced within me.


I am gone like a shadow at evening;

I am shaken off like a locust.


My knees are weak through fasting;

my body has become gaunt.


I am an object of scorn to my accusers;

when they see me, they shake their heads.



Help me, O Lord my God!

Save me according to your steadfast love.


Let them know that this is your hand;

you, O Lord, have done it.


Let them curse, but you will bless.

Let my assailants be put to shame; may your servant be glad.


May my accusers be clothed with dishonor;

may they be wrapped in their own shame as in a mantle.


With my mouth I will give great thanks to the Lord;

I will praise him in the midst of the throng.


For he stands at the right hand of the needy,

to save them from those who would condemn them to death.

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