There brake He the arrows of the bow, the shield, and the sword, and the battle.
Psalm 76:3
"OUR Redeemer's glorious cry of "It is finished," was the death-knell of all the adversaries of His people, the breaking of "the bow, shield, sword and the battle."
Behold the hero of Golgotha using His cross as an anvil, and His woes as a hammer, dashing to shivers bundle after bundle of our sins, those poisoned "arrows of the bow"; trampling on every indictment, and destroying every accusation.
*What glorious blows the mighty Breaker gives with a hammer far more ponderous than the fabled weapon of Thor!
*How the diabolical darts fly to fragments, and the infernal bucklers are broken like potters' vessels!
*Behold, He draws from its sheath of hellish workmanship the dread sword of Satanic power! He snaps it across His knee, as a man breaks the dry wood of a fagot, and casts it into the fire.
Jesus has emptied the quivers of hell, ..... Talk ye of all the wondrous works of the Lord, ye who make mention of His name, keep not silence, neither by day, nor when the sun goeth to his rest. Bless the Lord, O my soul."
Charles Spurgeon
Psalm 76:3
"OUR Redeemer's glorious cry of "It is finished," was the death-knell of all the adversaries of His people, the breaking of "the bow, shield, sword and the battle."
Behold the hero of Golgotha using His cross as an anvil, and His woes as a hammer, dashing to shivers bundle after bundle of our sins, those poisoned "arrows of the bow"; trampling on every indictment, and destroying every accusation.
*What glorious blows the mighty Breaker gives with a hammer far more ponderous than the fabled weapon of Thor!
*How the diabolical darts fly to fragments, and the infernal bucklers are broken like potters' vessels!
*Behold, He draws from its sheath of hellish workmanship the dread sword of Satanic power! He snaps it across His knee, as a man breaks the dry wood of a fagot, and casts it into the fire.
Christ hath died,
yea rather, hath risen again.
Jesus has emptied the quivers of hell, ..... Talk ye of all the wondrous works of the Lord, ye who make mention of His name, keep not silence, neither by day, nor when the sun goeth to his rest. Bless the Lord, O my soul."
Charles Spurgeon
