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To: O'Hara who wrote (26506)	8/17/1999 3:13:00 PM
From: O'Hara	Respond to of 39621

†...O that we could...† “All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head.” — Psalm 22:7 Mockery was a great ingredient in our Lord's woe. Judas mocked him in the garden; the chief priests and scribes laughed him to scorn; Herod set him at nought; the servants and the soldiers jeered at him, and brutally insulted him; Pilate and his guards ridiculed his royalty; and on the tree all sorts of horrid jests and hideous taunts were hurled at him. Ridicule is always hard to bear, but when we are in intense pain it is so heartless, so cruel, that it cuts us to the quick. Imagine the Saviour crucified, racked with anguish far beyond all mortal guess, and then picture that motley multitude, all wagging their heads or thrusting out the lip in bitterest contempt of one poor suffering victim! Surely there must have been something more in the crucified One than they could see, or else such a great and mingled crowd would not unanimously have honoured him with such contempt. Was it not evil confessing, in the very moment of its greatest apparent triumph, that after all it could do no more than mock at that victorious goodness which was then reigning on the cross? O Jesus, “despised and rejected of men,” how couldst thou die for men who treated thee so ill? Herein is love amazing, love divine, yea, love beyond degree. We, too, have despised thee in the days of our unregeneracy, and even since our new birth we have set the world on high in our hearts, and yet thou bleedest to heal our wounds, and diest to give us life. O that we could set thee on a glorious high throne in all men's hearts! We would ring out thy praises over land and sea till men should as universally adore as once they did unanimously reject. “Thy creatures wrong thee, O thou sovereign Good! Thou art not loved, because not understood: This grieves me most, that vain pursuits beguile Ungrateful men, regardless of thy smile.” Spurgeon, Charles

To: O'Hara who wrote (26506)	8/17/1999 3:16:00 PM
From: O'Hara	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 39621

“Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed.” — Jeremiah 17:14 “I have seen his ways, and will heal him.” — Isaiah 57:18 It is the sole prerogative of God to remove spiritual disease. Natural disease may be instrumentally healed by men, but even then the honour is to be given to God who giveth virtue unto medicine, and bestoweth power unto the human frame to cast off disease. As for spiritual sicknesses, these remain with the great Physician alone; he claims it as his prerogative, and one of the Lord's choice titles is YHVH-Rophi, the Lord that healeth thee. “I will heal thee of thy wounds,” is a promise which could not come from the lip of man, but only from the mouth of the eternal God. On this account the psalmist cried unto the Lord, “O Lord, heal me, for my bones are sore vexed,” and again, “Heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee.” For this, also, the godly praise the name of the Lord, saying, “He healeth all our diseases.” He who made man can restore man; he who was at first the creator of our nature can new create it. What a transcendent comfort it is that in the person of Jesus “dwelleth all the fulness of the Godhead bodily!” My soul, whatever thy disease may be, this great Physician can heal thee. If he be God, there can be no limit to his power. Come then with the blind eye of darkened understanding, come with the limping foot of wasted energy, come with the maimed hand of weak faith, the fever of an angry temper, or the ague of shivering despondency, come just as thou art, for he who is God can certainly restore thee of thy plague. None shall restrain the healing virtue which proceeds from Jesus our Lord. Legions of devils have been made to own the power of the beloved Physician, and never once has he been baffled. All his patients have been cured in the past and shall be in the future, and thou shalt be one among them, my friend, if thou wilt but rest thyself in him this night. Spurgeon, Charles

To: O'Hara who wrote (26506)	8/17/1999 3:35:00 PM
From: O'Hara	Respond to of 39621

†...The way to Happiness...† Ps.1 1 God blesses those people who refuse evil advice and won't follow sinners or join in sneering at God. 2 Instead, the Law of the Lord makes them happy, and they think about it day and night. 3 They are like trees growing beside a stream, trees that produce fruit in season and always have leaves. Those people succeed in everything they do. 4 That isn't true of those who are evil, because they are like straw blown by the wind. 5 Sinners won't have an excuse on the day of judgment, and they won't have a place with the people of God. 6 The Lord protects everyone who follows him, but the wicked follow a road that leads to ruin. The Contemporary English Version

To: O'Hara who wrote (26506)	8/17/1999 3:41:00 PM
From: O'Hara	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 39621

†...A Prayer for Help...† Ps.5 1 Listen, Lord, as I pray! Pay attention when I groan. 2 You are my King and my God. Answer my cry for help because I pray to you. 3 Each morning you listen to my prayer, as I bring my requests to you and wait for your reply. 4 You are not the kind of God who is pleased with evil. Sinners can't stay with you. 5 No one who boasts can stand in your presence, Lord, and you hate evil people. 6 You destroy every liar, and you despise violence and deceit. 7 Because of your great mercy, I come to your house, Lord, and I am filled with wonder as I bow down to worship at your holy temple. 8 You do what is right, and I ask you to guide me. Make your teaching clear because of my enemies. 9 Nothing they say is true! They just want to destroy. Their words are deceitful like a hidden pit, and their tongues are good only for telling lies. 10 Punish them, God, and let their own plans bring their downfall. Get rid of them! They keep committing crimes and turning against you. 11 Let all who run to you for protection always sing joyful songs. Provide shelter for those who truly love you and let them rejoice. 12 Our Lord, you bless those who live right, and you shield them with your kindness. The Contemporary English Version