Behold what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God.
I John iii. i.
Dost think thy prayers He doth not heed?
He knows full well what thou dost need,
And heaven and earth are His,
My Father and my God, who still
Is with my soul in every ill.
BEHOLD and see thy Lord thy God that is thy Maker, and thy endless joy. See thine own Brother, thy Saviour, my child ; behold and see what liking and bliss I have in thy salvation; and for my love, rejoice with me. How should it now be, that thou shouldst anything pray me that pleased me, but that I should full gladly grant it thee; for my pleasure is thy holiness, and thy endless joy and bliss with me.
Did not Jesus say, “I am the door of the sheepfold”? What to us is the sheepfold, dear children? It is the heart of the Father, where-unto Christ is the Gate that is called Beautiful. O children, how sweetly and how gladly has He opened that door into the Father’s heart, into the treasure-chamber of God! And there within He unfolds to us the hidden riches, the nearness and the sweetness of companionship with Himself.