e of God,
And there in seven-fold light I see
The seven-fold sprinkled blood;
I look upon that glorious Man,
On that blood-sprinkled throne;
I know that He sits there for me,
The glory is my own.

The heart of God flows forth in love,
A deep eternal stream;
Through that beloved Son it flows
To me as unto Him.
And, looking on His face, I know--
Weak, worthless, though I be--
How deep, how measureless, how sweet,
That love of God to me.

My Brethren.

OUR Lord Jesus Christ calls those for whom He died and who have
believed on Him "_My Brethren_." What a word it is! The Brethren of
the Man in Glory! Brethren of Him who is at the right hand of God,
the upholder and heir of all things! Pause for a moment, dear
reader. Let your heart lay hold anew of this wonderful message of
God's Grace; Brethren of the Lord Jesus Christ! What depths of love
and grace these words contain! What heights of glory they promise to
us, who were bought by His own precious blood! His Brethren now; His
Brethren forever. One with Him, one with His Father and His God.
Sharers of His life, sharers of His Spirit, sharers of His glory and
His inheritance. Blessed, glorious truth, He calls us His Brethren.

It is in the twenty-second Psalm where we find this truth revealed
prophetically for the first time. That Psalm begins, as we have seen
before, with the utterance of the deepest distress. It closes with
the shout of victory and of triumph. He who was forsaken of God on
the cross, the blessed sin bearer, has received glory. In the midst
of the congregation, His redeemed people, He praises God, who has
delivered Him and who gave Him Glory. In God's own time, in the
coming day of His visible manifestation, all the ends of the world
shall remember and turn unto the Lord, and all the kindreds of the
nations shall worship before Him. Then the Kingdom will be the
Lord's.

He who suffered on the cross was heard "from the horns of the
unicorn" (Ps. xxii:21). Resurrection was the answer from God; the
power of God raised Him from the dead. At once, after the great work
had been accomplished, there follows the triumphant declaration of
Him whose voice had cried so bitterly in death, "I will declare Thy
Name unto my brethren; in the midst of the congregation will I
praise Thee." And blessed was the fulfilment on that day of joy,
when the tomb was empty and He had come forth, the risen