Daily Devotion - Mar 20 - ¥q¥¬¯u¨C¤éÆF­×(¤é) Morning by Morning

司布真每日靈修(日) Morning by Morning

三月二十日

經文: 「我的良人！」（雅歌二：9）

這是古時教會給上帝受膏者最美的名字：我的良人！她唱道：「良人屬我，我也屬祂，祂在百合花中牧放群羊。」（雅二：16）即使在漫長嚴冬，百花凋謝，萬物枯萎，上帝的先知們仍卸下聖工的重擔，來就近上帝並滿心歡喜地唱道：「我要為我所親愛的唱歌，是我所愛者的歌，論祂葡萄園的事。」（賽五：1）雖然這些聖者未會見過上帝的面，祂也未曾肉身顯現在我們當中，但祂一直是以色列的安慰，是被揀選者的希望與喜樂，也是常坐在至高者面前最親愛的良人。
在教會中，我們也愛談論這位全然可愛的耶穌，視祂為宇宙的至寶，是我們懷中的馨香沒藥。千萬人中祂最美好，天上人間再沒有其他人配得我們眷戀，因此歷代聖徒雖遭逼迫患難，酷刑拷打，也甘願為祂受苦，甚至殉道，忠心至死。誠如羅馬書說道：「靠著我們的主，在這一切的事上，都得勝有餘了。」（羅八：37）喔，願我們更深認識這位寶貴的主。


Morning, March 20

Scripture: "My beloved."(Song of Solomon 2:8)

This was a golden name which the ancient Church in her most joyous moments was wont to give to the Anointed of the Lord. When the time of the singing of birds was come, and the voice of the turtle was heard in her land, her love-note was sweeter than either, as she sang, "My beloved is mine and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies." Ever in her song of songs doth she call him by that delightful name, "My beloved!" Even in the long winter, when idolatry had withered the garden of the Lord, her prophets found space to lay aside the burden of the Lord for a little season, and to say, as Esaias did, "Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard." Though the saints had never seen his face, though as yet he was not made flesh, nor had dwelt among us, nor had man beheld his glory, yet he was the consolation of Israel, the hope and joy of all the chosen, the "beloved" of all those who were upright before the Most High. We, in the summer days of the Church, are also wont to speak of Christ as the best beloved of our soul, and to feel that he is very precious, the "chiefest among ten thousand, and the altogether lovely." So true is it that the Church loves Jesus, and claims him as her beloved, that the apostle dares to defy the whole universe to separate her from the love of Christ, and declares that neither persecutions, distress, affliction, peril, or the sword have been able to do it; nay, he joyously boasts, "In all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us."
O that we knew more of thee, thou ever precious one!

"My sole possession is thy love;
In earth beneath, or heaven above,
I have no other store;
And though with fervent suit I pray,
And importune thee day by day,
I ask thee nothing more."


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