“Remember the words of the Lord Jesus, how He said”

“All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth.” Matt. xxviii.
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The Supreme Investiture.

What an empire is this! Heaven and earth the Church militant the Church triumphant angels and archangels saints and seraphs. At His mandate the billows were hushed demons crouched in terror the grave yielded its prey! “Upon his head are many crowns.” He is made “head over all things to His Church.” Yes! over all things, from the minutest to the mightiest. He holds the stars in His right hand He walks in the midst of the seven golden candlesticks, feeding every candlestick with the oil of His grace, and preserving every star in its spiritual orbit. The prince of Darkness has “a power,” but, God be praised, it is not an “all power;” potent, but not omnipotent. Christ holds him in a chain. He hath set bounds that he may not pass over. “Satan,” we read in the book of Job, “went out (Chaldee paraphrase, ‘with a licence’) from the presence of the Lord.” He was not allowed even to enter the herd of swine till Christ permitted him. He only “desired” to have Peter that he might “sift him;” there was a mightier countervailing agency at hand: “I have prayed for thee, that thy faith fail not.”

Believer, how often is there nothing but this grace of Jesus between thee and everlasting destruction! Satan’s key fitting the lock in thy wayward heart; but a stronger than the strong man barring him out; the power of the adversary fanning the flame; the Omnipotence of Jesus quenching it. Art thou even now feeling the strength of thy corruptions, the weakness of thy graces, the presence of some outward or inward temptation? Look up to Him who has promised to make His grace sufficient for thee; “all power” is His prerogative; “all-sufficiency in all things” is His promise. It is power, too, in conjunction with tenderness. He who sways the sceptre of universal empire “gently leads” His weak, and weary, and burdened ones: He who counts the number of the stars, loves to count the number of their sorrows; nothing too great, nothing too insignificant for Him. He puts every tear into his bottle. He paves His people’s pathway with love!

Blessed Jesus! my everlasting interests cannot be in better or in safer keeping than in Thine. I can exultingly rely on the “all-power” of Thy Godhead. I can sweetly rejoice in the all-sympathy of Thy Manhood. I can confidently repose in the sure wisdom of Thy dealings. “Sometimes,” says one, “we expect the blessing in our way; He chooses to bestow it in His.” But His way and His will must be the best. Infinite love, infinite power, infinite wisdom, are surely infallible guarantees. His purposes nothing can alter. His promises never fail. His word never falls to the ground.

“HEAVEN AND EARTH SHALL PASS AWAY, BUT MY WORDS SHALL NOT PASS AWAY.”