"For lo, I will command, and I will sift the house of Israel among all nations; like as corn is sifted in a sieve; yet shall not the least grain fall upon the earth." - Amos ix. 9.
Blessed promise to my poor soul; sifted, blown about by temptation.
Look then to Jesus with it, and plead it under every new sifting time.
Corn must be sifted, for it is much covered at times with tares and
chaff. And so must the seed - of Jesus, that the precious may be known
and separated; "for what is the chaff to the wheat?" saith the Lord. Oh
Lord, if it please thee, for thou knowest the necessity of it, sift me,
try me, separate me, not only from the ungodly, with whom I am
constrained to dwell, but from myself, from my own trifling, vain
conversation, from the corruption of indwelling sin in my fallen
nature, from the vain thoughts which lodge within me. Yes, precious
Jesus; sift all, and everything which is unsuitable to thee, and let
the whole fall through the sieve, that thou alone mayest remain with
me, for sure I know my God hath said, though his Israel be sifted, yet
not the least grain of the true wheat shall be lost.