“I am the bright and morning Star.”—Rev. xxii. 16.
How oft, in some dark wintry morning, like the present, have I beheld
the morning star shining with loveliness, when all the other lights of
heaven were put out! But how little did I think of thee, thou precious
light and life of men! Thou art indeed the bright and morning Star in
the firmament of thy church, in thy word, and in the souls of thy
redeemed. Henceforth, dearest Jesus, let the morning visit of this
sweet planet to our darkened earth remind me of thee, amidst all the
gross darkness by which in nature we are surrounded. Sure pledge of day
as this beneficial star is, yet not more sure than thou in the day-
dawn and day-star of prophecy, which ministered to thy coming; and in
the twilight of grace upon the soul, the forerunner of a glorious day.
Be thou my morning song, my noontide joy, my evening meditation, and
midnight light. Through all the wintry seasons of my pilgrimage, shine
forth, sweet Jesus, upon my soul. Oh! ye sons of sloth, ye children of
darkness, and of night, rouse from your beds of drowsiness, before the
sleep of death seal up your eyes in everlasting darkness. Jesus, the
Morning Star, now shines; and are long, Jesus, the Sun of
Righteousness, will appear, no more to go down, and all the sons of God
will shout for joy.