Streams In The Desert #234

He brought me out into a spacious place; he rescued me because he delighted in me. (Psalm 18:19)

What is this “spacious place”? What can it be but God Himself—the infinite Being through whom all other beings find their source and their end of life? God is indeed a “spacious place.” And it was through humiliation, degradation, and a sense of worthlessness that David was taken to it. Madame Guyon

I carried you on eagles’ wings and brought you to myself. Exodus 19:4

Fearing to launch on “full surrender’s” tide,

I asked the Lord where would its waters glide

My little boat, “To troubled seas I dread?”

“Unto Myself,” He said.

Weeping beside an open grave I stood,

In bitterness of soul I cried to God:

“Where leads this path of sorrow that I tread?”

“Unto Myself,” He said.

Striving for souls, I loved the work too well;

Then disappointments came; I could not tell

The reason, till He said, “I am your all;

Unto Myself I call.”

Watching my heroes—those I love the best—

I saw them fail; they could not stand the test,

Even by this the Lord, through tears not few,

Unto Himself me drew.

Unto Himself! No earthly tongue can tell

The bliss I find, since in His heart I dwell;

The things that charmed me once seem all as naught;

Unto Himself I’m brought.

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