Isaiah 40:11

""He shall gather the lambs with his arm."" 
              — Isaiah 40:11

Our good Shepherd has in his flock a variety of experiences, some are
strong in the Lord, and others are weak in faith, but he is impartial
in his care for all his sheep, and the weakest lamb is as dear to him
as the most advanced of the flock. Lambs are wont to lag behind, prone
to wander, and apt to grow weary, but from all the danger of these
infirmities the Shepherd protects them with his arm of power. He finds
new-born souls, like young lambs, ready to perish-he nourishes them
till life becomes vigorous; he finds weak minds ready to faint and
die-he consoles them and renews their strength. All the little ones he
gathers, for it is not the will of our heavenly Father that one of them
should perish. What a quick eye he must have to see them all! What a
tender heart to care for them all! What a far- reaching and potent arm,
to gather them all! In his lifetime on earth he was a great gatherer of
the weaker sort, and now that he dwells in heaven, his loving heart
yearns towards the meek and contrite, the timid and feeble, the fearful
and fainting here below. How gently did he gather me to himself, to his
truth, to his blood, to his love, to his church! With what effectual
grace did he compel me to come to himself! Since my first conversion,
how frequently has he restored me from my wanderings, and once again
folded me within the circle of his everlasting arm! The best of all is,
that he does it all himself personally, not delegating the task of
love, but condescending himself to rescue and preserve his most
unworthy servant. How shall I love him enough or serve him worthily? I
would fain make his name great unto the ends of the earth, but what can
my feebleness do for him? Great Shepherd, add to thy mercies this one
other, a heart to love thee more truly as I ought.

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