The weary soul is satiated

“Thou
has chastised me, and I was chastised as a calf unaccustomed to the yoke: turn thou me, and I shall
be turned, for thou art Jehovah my God. Surely, after that I was turned I repented; and after that
I was instructed I smote upon my thigh; I was ashamed, yea, even confounded, because I did bear
the reproach of my youth” (31:18, 19).

But the prophet felt also assured that, in spite of the present
despair, there must be a future and a hope in store for Israel.

As the ancient ordinances of the
succession of day and night cannot be broken, so the eternal sequences in the process of redemption,
sanctioned by a covenantal oath, are forever exempt from failing.

And so from the cup of Jehovah
wrath and milk and honey are made to flow together. In this paradox lies the chief preciousness of
our faith.

Did not our Lord Jesus Christ pour the New Covenant out of a cup filled with blood?
What Jeremiah depicts here is neither a piece of unjustifiable optimism, nor a piece of unsanctified
natural eschatology. No, the new order of things is baptized in the element of salvation. Jehovah
has ransomed Jacob and redeemed him. The iniquity is forgiven, the sin remembered no more.

The weary soul is satiated, and the sorrowful soul replenished. The entire scene glows with the unearthly
splendor of grace.

On this day…

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