To question is it day or is it night;
The night is gone, the shadow's fled away,
And now we are most certain that 'tis day.

And thus it is when Jesus shows his face,
And doth assure us of his love and grace.

This makes Christ precious, if I consider how he did deliver me: it
was, I, with his life, his blood; it cost him tears, groans, agony,
separation from God; to do it, he endured his Father's wrath, bare
his Father's curse, and died thousands of deaths at once.

2. He did this while I was his enemy, without my desires, without my
knowledge, without my deserts; he did it unawares to me.

3. He did it freely, cheerfully, yea, he longed to die for me; yea,
heaven would not hold him for the love he had to my salvation, which
also he has effectually accomplished for me at Jerusalem.

Honorable Jesus! precious Jesus! loving Jesus! Jonathan's kindness
captivated David, and made him precious in his eyes for ever. "I am
distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan," said he; "very pleasant
hast thou been to me; thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love
of women." Why, what had Jonathan done? Oh, he had delivered David
from the wrath of Saul. But how much more should He be precious to
me, who hath saved me from death and hell--who hath delivered me
from the wrath of God? "The love of Christ constraineth us." Nothing
will so edge the spirit of a Christian as, "Thou wast slain, and
hast redeemed us to God by thy blood." This makes the heavens
themselves ring with joy and shouting.