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October
3
"Are
they not all ministering spirits, sent forth to minister for them who shall be
heirs of salvation?"--Hebrews 1:14
Angels are the unseen attendants of the
saints of God; they bear us up in their hands, lest we dash our foot against a
stone. Loyalty to their Lord leads them to take a deep interest in the children
of his love; they rejoice over the return of the prodigal to his father's house
below, and they welcome the advent of the believer to the King's palace above.
In olden times the sons of God were favoured with their visible appearance, and
at this day, although unseen by us, heaven is still opened, and the angels of
God ascend and descend upon the Son of man, that they may visit the heirs of
salvation. Seraphim still fly with live coals from off the altar to touch the
lips of men greatly beloved. If our eyes could be opened, we should see horses
of fire and chariots of fire about the servants of the Lord; for we have come
to an innumerable company of angels, who are all watchers and protectors of the
seed-royal. Spenser's line is no poetic fiction, where he sings--
"How oft do they with golden pinions
cleave
The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant
Against foul fiends to aid us
militant!"
To what dignity are the chosen elevated
when the brilliant courtiers of heaven become their willing servitors! Into
what communion are we raised since we have intercourse with spotless
celestials! How well are we defended since all the twenty- thousand chariots of
God are armed for our deliverance! To whom do we owe all this? Let the Lord
Jesus Christ be forever endeared to us, for through him we are made to sit in
heavenly places far above principalities and powers. He it is whose camp is
round about them that fear him; he is the true Michael whose foot is upon the
dragon. All hail, Jesus! thou Angel of Jehovah's presence, to thee this family
offers its morning vows.