"I WAS BROUGHT LOW, AND HE HELPED ME"
Psa. cxvi. 6.

Robert Hawker
(1753-1827)


"I was brought low, and he helped me."–Ps. cxvi. 6.

It is blessed sometimes that the streams of creature comforts should be dry, in order to compel us to go to the fountain head. When the fig-tree doth not blossom and the field yields no meat, then a covenant God is precious to fly to. My soul, say, was not that assault of Satan sanctified, when it brought Jesus thereby to thy rescue? Was not that cross sweetly timed, when it tended to wean thee from the world? And wouldest thou have been without that sickness, when Jesus sat up by thee, soothed thee in thy languor, and made all thy bed in thy sickness? Well was it for me that I was brought low, or I should never have known, in a thousand instances, the help of my God. Oh then, my soul, like Paul, learn to glory in thy infirmities, that the power of Jesus may rest upon thee.

From the POOR MAN'S MORNING AND EVENING PORTIONS.
Robert Hawker



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