HIMSELF

 

HIMSELF He brought me forth also into a large place; he delivered me; because he delighted in me. Psalm 18:19 And what is this large place? What can it be but God Himself, that infinite Being in whom all other beings and all other streams of life terminate? God is a large place indeed. And it was through severe trials that the Psalmist David was brought into it. —Madame Guyon I bore you on eagle’s wings, and brought you unto myself. Exodus 19:4 Fearing to launch on “full surrender’s” tide, I asked the Lord where would its waters glide My little bark, “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 thine all; Unto Myself I call.” Watching my heroes—those I loved 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.