Immanuel's Land Sermon Illustrations

Immanuel's Land Sermon Illustrations

Anne Ross Cousins has rendered in exquisite poetic form some of the last words of Samuel Rutherford. Several of the verses are found in many of our hymn books. These are omitted here, and a selection made from the remaining stanzas.

Oh! well it is for ever,
Oh, well for evermore,
My nest hung in no forest
Of all this death-doomed shore;
Yea, let the vain world vanish,
As from the ship the strand,
While glory—glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

There the red Rose of Sharon
Unfolds its heartmost bloom,
And fills the air of Heaven
With ravishing perfume;
Oh! to behold it blossom,
While by its fragrance fanned,
Where glory—glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

The King there in His beauty
Without a veil is seen;
It were a well-spent journey,
Though seven deaths lay between:
The Lamb, with His fair army,
Doth on Mount Zion stand,
And glory—glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

E'en Anwoth was not heaven—
E'en preaching was not Christ:
And in my sea-beat prison
My Lord and I held tryst:
And aye the murkiest storm-cloud
Was by a rainbow spann'd,
Caught from the glory dwelling
In Immanuel's land.

Fair Anwoth by the Solway,
To me thou still art dear!
E'en on the verge of Heaven
I drop for thee a tear.
Oh! if one soul from Anwoth
Meet me at God's right hand,
My Heaven will be two Heavens
In Immanuel's land.

Deep waters cross'd life's pathway,
The hedge of thorns was sharp;
Now these all lie behind me—
Oh! for a well-tuned harp!
Oh! to join Hallelujah
With yon triumphant band,
Who sing, where glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

I have borne scorn and hatred,
I have borne wrong and shame;
Earth's proud ones have reproached me,
For Christ's thrice-blessed name.
Where God His seal set fairest
They've stamped their foulest brand;
But judgment shines like noonday
In Immanuel's land.

They've summoned me before them,
But there I may not come—
My Lord says, 'Come up hither!'
My Lord says, 'Welcome Home!'
My kingly King at His white throne
My presence doth command,
Where glory—glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

(Isa. 7. 14; 8. 8)

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