G. Campbell Morgan: The Lord of Hosts is with Us

…Oh, you who are conscious of your own weakness, you who are conscious of the evil within you that baffles, beats, and spoils you, “the God of Jacob is our refuge.” When the only pillow we have is a hard, unsympathetic stone, he will open his heaven so that his hosts may teach us that those with us are more than those who are against us, and he will put his hands on us and, it may be, wound us, but the wounding is only for the deeper healing.

Oh, dear heart, tried as by fire, sing while the fire burns, sing while the pain is hot. If you trust him, he breaks to make, he cripples to crown. By God’s grace we go on, not thinking of resigning or giving this fight or anything up except sin. “The Lord of hosts,” marshaling all for our making, “is with us.” We will follow, we will trust, we will fight—God helping us.

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