Dear Friends,

"I will be their God." — Jeremiah 31:33

Christian! Here is all you require in the new year. To make you happy you want something that will satisfy you; and is not this enough? If you can pour this promise into your cup, will you not say, with David, "My cup runneth over; I have more than my heart can wish"? When this is fulfilled, "I am thy God," will you not be the possessor of all things? Desire is insatiable as death, but He who filleth all in all can fill it. The capacity of our wishes, who can measure? The immeasurable wealth of God can more than overflow it. I ask you if you are not complete when God is yours? D you want anything but God? Is not His all-sufficiency enough to satisfy you even if all else should fail? But you want more than quiet satisfaction; you desirest rapturous delight. Come, soul, here is music fit for heaven in this thy portion, for God is the Maker of Heaven. Not all the music blown from sweet instruments, or drawn from living strings, can yield such melody as this sweet promise, "I will be their God." Here is a deep sea of bliss, a shoreless ocean of delight; come, bathe your spirit in it; swim an age, and you shall find no shore; dive throughout eternity, and you shall find no bottom. "I will be their God." If this does not make your eyes sparkle, and your heart beat high with bliss, then assuredly your soul is not in a healthy state. But you want more than present delights—you crave something that allows you to exercise hope; and what more can you hope for than the fulfillment of this great promise, "I will be their God"? This is the masterpiece of all the promises; its enjoyment makes a heaven below, and will make a heaven above. Dwell in the light of thy Lord, and let thy soul be always ravished with His love. Get out the marrow and fatness which this portion yields. Live up to your privileges, and rejoice with unspeakable joy.