AT OUR GATES ARE ALL MANNER OF PLEASANT FRUITS

Song 7:13

Robert Hawker
(1753-1827)



"At our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, Oh my beloved."–Song vii. 13.

Yes, blessed Jesus! at the gates of ordinances, and the word of thy gospel, all the pleasant and precious fruits of the Spirit, which come in new and in fresh supplies from thee, are indeed laid up. And Oh how sweet and refreshing are they brought home and laid up in my heart by thy divine power, when thou enablest me by faith, and in thy leadings and strength, to go forth and bring them home, and to live upon them, and feed upon them from day to day! And shall I not then, blessed Jesus, by the endearing name of my Beloved, call upon thee to command the north wind and the south wind to blow upon thy garden in my heart and in my soul, that the spices may flow; and that then my Beloved may come into his garden, and eat of his own pleasant fruits which his grace alone planted, and which his Spirit bringeth forth and ripens?.

From THE POOR MAN'S MORNING AND EVENING PORTIONS.