Christ's Compassion

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 16, 1860

Christ's Compassion.

The Father sent the Son, but equally true is it that the Son came of his own free will. Behold then this Being veiled in flesh. He has come to make himself an offering for sin—he has left the bosom of the Father and the glory of heaven, because his heart overflows with pity for man. Amazing love! how great the condescension! From the throne of the universe, he comes down to earth! No tongue can tell, no pen describe, the emotions of love which the Saviour felt.

“He saw our race in ruin lie, And pity brought him down.”

In leaving heaven, he left honor; the hosts above bowed to him and delighted to reverence him as their King, and were swift to do his will. He came on no

errand of ambition—

“Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but Redeeming love.”

Sinner, behold the Lamb of God. To-day he invites you to look unto him. Listen to his alluring language. I am the only begotten of the Father—I descended from the celestial abode—leaving the glory which was eternally mine—and condescended to endure poverty, pain, reproach and death for you. Hear my proclamations of love and mercy. See in me the greatest pledge of the Father's tender regard. You flaming sword demanded your blood—but I am come to give it mine. I am the promised Messiah. To me the types and shadows of ancient times all referred. Abraham and Jacob, Moses and David, Daniel and Isaiah, and all the prophets of the Lord expected my coming; and lo, at the appointed season I appeared on the earth. For you I wept and prayed, and suffered and bled. Behold me as the only refuge for the soul—I can save and I destroy.

Sinner, can you slight these calls from Christ? Can you treat with neglect his unbounded kindness?

“Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour repair, Now he calls you in mercy—and can you forbear?”