THE SON OF MAN HATH NOT WHERE TO LAY HIS HEAD.

 

 

APRIL 9.
 
The Son of man hath not where to lay his head.
Matthew 8:20

 

WHAT an amazing fact!
 
Here is the Creator of all things without a home.
The preserver of the universe without a habitation.
 
The King eternal, immortal, more destitute
  than the birds of the air, or
     the beast of the field.
 
“Every man went on to his own home,
  Jesus went into the mount of Olives.”
 
Every one had a home but him.
 
What brought him into these circumstances?
  Love!   
     Love of whom?
 
Sinners, the vilest, the basest of mankind!
 
Why did he stoop so low?
 
To raise and fix us high.
 
He became poor,
   that we might be rich.
He was without a cottage on earth,
   that we might possess a mansion in heaven.
He was destitute in time,
  that we might possess
      a glorious portion in eternity.
 
O my soul, admire, adore, and praise,
  the wondrous condescension of thy beloved LORD!
 
Never complain of want, or
   be alarmed at poverty;
   for Jesus has sanctified poverty, and
   will be a sufficient portion in every time of need.
 
However low we may be brought by providence,
  we never can be brought lower than Jesus
    has been before us.
 
O Jesus, how wondrous thy love!
 

Away this soft luxurious pride!

A pilgrim rather let me rove;

Poor with the Son of man abide,

And have no comfort, but his love!

 
James Smith 1849