(J. R. Miller, "Ministry of Comfort" 1898)
"The Father of compassion--
and the God of all comfort."
2 Corinthians 1:3
There is a blessing in true human
sympathy. God sends our friends
to us, to bring us little measures
of His own love--
little cupfuls of His grace.
But He Himself is the only true
comforter. His love alone--
is great enough to fill our heart,
and His hand alone--
has skill to bind up our wounds.
However deep the sorrow may be--
if we creep into God's bosom,
and nestle there like a tired
child in the mother's arms--
God's love will enfold
and embrace us, and
flow into our heart--
and we shall be
comforted, satisfied.
"As a mother comforts her child--
so will I comfort you."
Isaiah 66:13
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