- Isaiah 63:7 KJV
Or if the love of your espousals is forgotten, there must surely be some precious milestone along the road of life not quite grown over with moss—on which you can read a happy memorial of His mercy towards you? What, did you never have a sickness like that which you are suffering now—and did He not restore you? Were you never poor before—and did He not supply your needs? Were you never in difficulties before—and did He not deliver you? Arise, go to the river of your experience, and pull up a few bulrushes, and weave them into an ark, wherein your infant-faith may float safely on the stream.
Do not forget what your God has done for you; turn over the book of your remembrance, and consider the days of old. Can you not remember the hill Mizar? Did the Lord never meet with you at Hermon? Have you never climbed the Delectable Mountains? Have you never been helped in time of need? Nay, I know you have! Go back, then, a little way to the choice mercies of yesterday, and though all may be dark now—light up the lamps of the past, they shall glitter through the darkness, and you shall trust in the Lord until the day breaks and the shadows flee away. "I remember, O Lord, your tender mercies and your loving kindnesses, for they have been ever of old."
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