God's mercies are past measuring, as they are past
numbering. David failed in the endeavor: "Your mercy is great above the
heavens!" A whole constellation of mercies has shined in our hemisphere.
The rainbow was an emblem of God's mercy. The
Scripture oftener represents God in his white robes of mercy, than in
his crimson robes of justice; oftener with his golden scepter, than his
iron rod.
Mercy is God's right hand, that he is most used to.
Wrath is called God's "strange work" — he is unused to it.
Mercy sweetens all God's other attributes. God's
holiness without mercy, and his justice without mercy — would
be terrible.
God's holiness makes him illustrious; his
mercy makes him propitious.
The sweet dew drops on the thistle, as well as on the
rose. The garden and the field where God's mercy distills is very large,
"He delights in mercy."
The vial of wrath does but drop — but the
fountain of mercy runs. The sun is not so full of light — as God is
full of mercy. God has mercies under heaven — these we taste of; and
mercies in heaven — these we hope for. "Your mercies are new every
morning; great is your faithfulness."
God counts it his glory to be scattering pardons. He
is desirous that sinners should touch the golden scepter of his mercy,
and live.
He who sins because of God's mercy — shall have
judgment without mercy. Nothing sweeter than mercy, when it is improved
— nothing fiercer, when it is abused. Mercy is not for those who sin and
fear not — but for those who fear and sin not. God's mercy is a holy
mercy — where it pardons, it purifies.
Mercy turns justice into a rainbow — a bow that is
without an arrow.
O pray for mercy! God has treasures of mercy — prayer
is the key that opens these treasures. Let your prayer be, Give me not
only acorns — but pearls; give me not only mercy to feed and clothe me —
but mercy to save me; give me the cream of your mercies!
Although God's children are often under the clouds of
affliction — yet they are never beyond the sunshine of mercy.
"His mercies are new every morning;" mercy flows in
as constantly as the tide. We never eat — but mercy carves the meat. We
never drink — but out of the golden cup of mercy. Do we travel? — mercy
places a guard of angels round us. Mercy draws the curtain of
protection when we sleep.
For one affliction — we have ten thousand mercies!
A Christian should keep two books always by him: One
in which to write his sins, that he may be made humble. The other in
which to write his mercies, that he may be kept thankful.