Morning, August 12, edited from Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening

“The LORD reigns, let the earth rejoice.” — Psalm 97:1

There are no causes for uneasiness or anxiety so long as this happy sentence is true. On earth, the Lord’s power controls the rage of the wicked as readily as the rage of the sea; his love as easily refreshes the poor with mercy as the earth with showers. Majesty gleams in flashes of fire amid the cyclone’s terror, and the glory of the Lord is seen in its grandeur in the fall of empires, and the collapse of thrones. In all our conflicts and tribulations, we may observe the hand of the divine King.

“God is God; he sees and hears

All our troubles, all our tears.

Soul, forget not, ‘mid thy pains,

God o’er all forever reigns.”

In hell, evil spirits acknowledge–with misery–his absolute supremacy. When permitted to roam abroad, it is with a chain to their ankle; the bit is in the mouth of the Behemoth, and the hook in the jaws of Leviathan. Death’s darts are locked in the Lord’s armory, and the grave’s prisons have divine power as their warden. The terrible vengeance of the Judge of all the earth makes cruel demons cower down and tremble, even as dogs in the kennel fear the hunter’s whip.

“Fear not death, nor Satan’s thrusts,

God defends who in him trusts;

Soul, remember, in thy pains,

God o’er all forever reigns.”

In heaven, none doubt the sovereignty of the Eternal King, but all fall on their faces to show him honor. Angels are his attendants, the redeemed his favorites, and all delight to serve him day and night. May we soon reach the city of the great King!

“For this life’s long night of sadness

He will give us peace and gladness.

Soul, remember, in thy pains,

God o’er all forever reigns.”