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Love for Souls
Church History · Iain Murray · Revival & Revivalism · Samuel Davies
Love is naturally productive of love; it scatters heavenly sparks around, and these kindle the gentle flame where they fall … Let a minister of Christ ascend the sacred desk, with a heart glowing with the love of souls, and what an amiable, engaging figure does he make … Love gives a smooth, though sharp edge to his address. Love animates his persuasions and exhortations. Love breathes through his invitations and renders them irresistible. Love brightens the evidence of conviction, and sweetly forces it upon unwilling minds . . .
   My glorious and condescending Lord has appointed me the most pleasing work — the work of love and benevolence. He only requires me to shew myself a lover of souls — souls, whom He loves, and whom he redeemed — souls, whom his Father loves, and for whom he gave up his own Son unto death — souls, whom my fellow-servants of a superior order, the blessed angels, love, and to whom they concur with me in ministering — souls, precious in themselves, and of more value than the whole material universe — souls, that must be happy, or miserable, in the highest degree, through an immortal duration — souls, united to me by the endearing ties of our common humanity — souls, for whom I must give an account to the great Shepherd and Bishop of souls. And, oh! can I help loving these souls? Why does not my heart always glow with affection and zeal for them! Oh! why am I such a languid friend, when the love of my Master and his Father is so ardent! when the ministers of heaven are flaming fires of love, though they do not share in the same nature! and when the object of my love is so precious and valuable! The owners of those souls often do not love them; and they are likely to be lost for ever by the neglect. Oh! shall not I love them! shall not love invigorate my hand, to pluck them out ill the burning! Yes, I will, I must love them. But, ah! to love them more! Glow, my zeal! kindle, my affections! speak, my tongue! flow, my blood! be exerted, all my powers! be, my life! if necessary, a sacrifice to save souls from death! Let labour be a pleasure: let diffjculties appear glorious and inviting in this service. O thou God of Love! kindle a flame of love in this cold heart of mine; and then I shall perform my work with alacrity and success.

— Samuel Davies (1724–1761), as quoted by Murray in Revival & Revivalism

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Lord’s Day 10, 2008
Lord’s Day · Samuel Davies · Worthy Is the Lamb
I reioyced, when they sayd to me, We wil go into the house of the Lord. (Psalme 122:1 Geneva Bible)

In Thee Alone I Must Be Blessed
by Samuel Davies (1724–1761)

No, never, never, can this heart,
From Thee her God, her all, depart,
Indulge my boldness; I protest
In Thee alone I must be blessed;
I’m fixed, resolv’dly fixed, in this
Thyself, or nought shall be my bliss;
I swear by the eternal Three,
I will accept no bliss but Thee.
Put me not off with golden toys,
With empty honors, sensual joys.

Oh, do not Thy poor servant doom
To crowns and empires in Thy room.
I loath the happiness that springs
From these and all created things,
Sooner may gold or dust assuage
The parched pilgrim’s thirsty rage,
When under torrid Lybian skies,
On burning sands, he faints and dies;
Sooner, than these inferior toys,
Can fill me with substantial joys.

Since of Thy love I tasted first,
All other pleasures I disgust.
Since first Thy beauties charmed my sight,
Created charms yield no delight.
Oh, if I’m doomed Thy frowns to feel,
Why didst Thou e’er Thy smiles reveal?
Why with Thy glories charm my eye,
If I must see and ne’er enjoy?
Oh, why torment me with the views
Of bliss I must forever lose?

Oh, if I must forever dwell
Absent from Thee, why did not hell
Devour me, e’er I felt this flame?
This ardent passion to Thy name?
Then had my soul ne’er understood
The loss of an infinite good;
Nor languished in eternal in eternal pain,
Pleasures once tasted to regain;
Nor in tormenting anguish pined
To call Thy once felt smiles to mind.

But hence each dire surmise—away!
My gracious God would not display
His glories to inflame my heart,
If I were destined to depart.
He would not cruelly deride
My soul with bliss to be denied;
Nor kindle love to pant in vain,
And rack me with augmented pain.
No, His own self will satisfy
The wishes He has raised so high.

—from Worthy Is the Lamb (Soli Deo Gloria, 2004).

Psalme 34 (Geneva Bible)
A Psalme of Dauid, when he changed his behauiour before Abimelech, who droue him away, and he departed.
1 I will alway giue thankes vnto the Lord: his praise shalbe in my mouth continually.
2 My soule shall glory in the Lord: the humble shall heare it, and be glad.
3 Praise ye the Lord with me, and let vs magnifie his Name together.
4 I sought the Lord, and he heard me: yea, he deliuered me out of all my feare.
5 They shall looke vnto him, and runne to him: and their faces shall not be ashamed, saying,
6 This poore man cryed, and the Lord heard him, and saued him out of all his troubles.
7 The Angel of the Lord pitcheth round about them, that feare him, and deliuereth them.
8 Taste ye and see, howe gratious the Lord is: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.
9 Feare the Lord, ye his Saintes: for nothing wanteth to them that feare him.
10 The lyons doe lacke and suffer hunger, but they, which seeke the Lord, shall want nothing that is good.
11 Come children, hearken vnto me: I will teache you the feare of the Lord.
12 What man is he, that desireth life, and loueth long dayes for to see good?
13 Keepe thy tongue from euill, and thy lips, that they speake no guile.
14 Eschewe euill and doe good: seeke peace and follow after it.
15 The eyes of the Lord are vpon the righteous, and his eares are open vnto their crie.
16 But the face of the Lord is against them that doe euill, to cut off their remembrance from the earth.
17 The righteous crie, and the Lord heareth them, and deliuereth them out of all their troubles.
18 The Lord is neere vnto them that are of a contrite heart, and will saue such as be afflicted in Spirite.
19 Great are the troubles of the righteous: but the Lord deliuereth him out of them all.
20 He keepeth all his bones: not one of them is broken.
21 But malice shall slay the wicked: and they that hate the righteous, shall perish.
22 The Lord redeemeth the soules of his seruants: and none, that trust in him, shall perish.

Sermons


Albert Mohler
Alistair Begg
Bret Capranica
David Legge
David Strain
John MacArthur
John Piper
Mark Loughridge
Michael Beasley
Paul Lamey
Paul W. Martin
Phil Johnson
Phillip M. Way
R.C. Sproul
Steve Weaver
Thabiti Abyabwile


Grace be with you, and Peace from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ.
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Lord’s Day 27, 2008
Lord’s Day · Samuel Davies · Worthy Is the Lamb

I reioyced, when they sayd to me, We wil go into the house of the Lord. (Psalme 122:1 Geneva Bible)

Law and Gospel
Samuel Davies (1723–1761)

With conscious fear and humble awe,
I view the terrors of the law;
Condemned at that tremendous bar
I shrink, I tremble, and despair.

But hark, salvation in my ears,
Sounds sweetly and dispels my fears;
Jesus appears, and by His cross,
Fulfills His Father’s broken laws.

Jesus, Saviour! Dearest name!
By Him alone salvation came;
Terror, destruction, and despair,
Where e’er I look besides appear.

Adam, my head and father fell,
and sunk his offspring down to hell;
And the dread sword of justice waits,
To guard me from the heavenly gates.

Unnumbered crimes of dreadful names
Call loud for everlasting flames;
And all the duties I have done,
Can neither merit, nor atone.

Yet weak and guilty as I am,
I fix my trust in Jesus name.
Jesus, whose righteousness alone
Can for the deepest crimes atone.

On Him, my soul, on Him rely;
The terms are fixed—Believe or die.
Thee let the glorious gospel draw,
Or perish by the fiery law.

—from Worthy Is the Lamb (Soli Deo Gloria, 2004).

Psalme 102 (Geneva Bible)
A prayer of the afflicted, when he shall be in distresse, and pour forth his meditation before the Lord.

1 O Lord, heare my prayer, and let my crye come vnto thee.
2 Hide not thy face from me in the time of my trouble: incline thine eares vnto me: when I call, make haste to heare me.
3 For my dayes are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burnt like an herthe.
4 Mine heart is smitten and withereth like grasse, because I forgate to eate my bread.
5 For the voyce of my groning my bones doe cleaue to my skinne.
6 I am like a pelicane of the wildernesse: I am like an owle of the deserts.
7 I watch and am as a sparrowe alone vpon the house top.
8 Mine enemies reuile me dayly, and they that rage against me, haue sworne against me.
9 Surely I haue eaten asshes as bread, and mingled my drinke with weeping,
10 Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast heaued me vp, and cast me downe.
11 My dayes are like a shadowe that fadeth, and I am withered like grasse.
12 But thou, O Lord, doest remaine for euer, and thy remembrance from generation to generation.
13 Thou wilt arise and haue mercy vpon Zion: for the time to haue mercie thereon, for the appointed time is come.
14 For thy seruants delite in the stones thereof, and haue pitie on the dust thereof.
15 Then the heathen shall feare the Name of the Lord, and all the Kings of the earth thy glory,
16 When the Lord shall build vp Zion, and shall appeare in his glory,
17 And shall turne vnto the prayer of the desolate, and not despise their prayer.
18 This shall be written for the generation to come: and the people, which shalbe created, shall prayse the Lord.
19 For he hath looked downe from the height of his Sanctuarie: out of the heauen did the Lord beholde the earth,
20 That he might heare the mourning of the prisoner, and deliuer the children of death:
21 That they may declare the Name of the Lord in Zion, and his prayse in Ierusalem,
22 When the people shalbe gathered together, and the kingdomes to serue the Lord.
23 He abated my strength in the way, and shortened my dayes.
24 And I sayd, O my God, take me not away in the middes of my dayes: thy yeeres endure from generation to generation.
25 Thou hast aforetime layde the foundation of the earth, and the heauens are the worke of thine hands.
26 They shall perish, but thou shalt endure: euen they all shall waxe olde as doeth a garment: as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed.
27 But thou art the same, and thy yeeres shall not fayle.
28 The children of thy seruants shall continue, and their seede shall stand fast in thy sight.

Sermons


Albert Mohler
Alistair Begg
Bret Capranica
David Legge
David Strain
John MacArthur
John Piper
Mark Loughridge
Michael Beasley
Paul Lamey
Paul W. Martin
Phil Johnson
Phillip M. Way
R.C. Sproul
Steve Weaver
Thabiti Abyabwile

Grace be with you, and Peace from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ.

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Lord’s Day 12, 2009
Lord’s Day · Samuel Davies · Worthy Is the Lamb

I reioyced, when they sayd to me, We wil go into the house of the Lord. Psalm 122:1 (Geneva Bible)

The Fountain
(The Invitation of the Gospel)
Samuel Davies (1723–1761)

Samuel Davies

Today the living streams of grace
Flow to refresh the thirsty soul;
Pardon and life and boundless bliss
In plenteous rivers round us roll.

Ho, ye that pine away and die,
Come, and your raging thirst allay;
Come all that will, here’s rich supply,
A fountain that shall ne’er decay.

“Come all,” the blessed Jesus cries,
“Freely My blessing I will give.”
The spirit echoes back the voice,
And bids us freely drink and live.

The saints below, that do but taste,
And saints above, who drink at will,
Cry jointly, “Thirsty sinners! haste,
and drink, the spring’s exhaustless still.”

Let all that hear the joyful sound,
To spread it though the world unite;
From house to house proclaim it round,
Each man his fellow man invite.

Like thirsty flocks, come let us go;
Come ever color, every age;
And while the living waters flow,
Let all their parching thirst assuage.

Worthy Is the Lamb (Soli Deo Gloria, 2004).

Psalme 119:89–96
(Geneva Bible)
Lamed.

89 O Lord, thy worde endureth for euer in heauen.
90 Thy trueth is from generation to generation: thou hast layed the foundation of the earth, and it abideth.
91 They continue euen to this day by thine ordinances: for all are thy seruants.
92 Except thy Lawe had bene my delite, I should now haue perished in mine affliction.
93 I wil neuer forget thy precepts: for by them thou hast quickened me.
94 I am thine, saue me: for I haue sought thy precepts.
95 The wicked haue waited for me to destroy me: but I will consider thy testimonies.
96 I haue seene an ende of all perfection: but thy commandement is exceeding large.

A
udio Sermons
Albert Mohler
Alistair Begg
Bret Capranica
David Legge
David Strain
John MacArthur
John Piper
Mark Loughridge
Mark Dever
Michael Beasley
Paul Lamey
Paul W Martin
Phil Johnson
Phillip M Way
RC Sproul
Steve Weaver
Thabiti Abyabwile

Grace be with you, and Peace from God our Father, and from the Lorde Jesus Christ.

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