Encouragement for Fearful Times

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March 15, 2020

Encouragement for Fearful Times

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Passage: Deuteronomy 20
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Deuteronomy 20

Excerpts from a sermon by C.H. Spurgeon preached in 1870:
“And then, my brethren, if fear finds food within, it also very readily finds food without. Sometimes it is poverty, sometimes sickness, sometimes the recollection of the past, and quite as often dread of the future. Even those who have faith in God may occasionally be weak enough to fear and be dismayed about common circumstances to which they ought to be indifferent, or over which they ought by faith to exult. Desponding people can find reason for fear where no fear is.”

I. The causes of fear

  • Outward circumstances
  • Inward insufficiency
  • Internal fear

II. The cure for fear

  • The presence of God  Deuteronomy 20:1
    • Through salvation
    • Through eternal security
  • The promises of God, Deuteronomy 20:2
    • How many promises of God?
    • Examples of some promises of God
      • He will share our burdens
        • Matthew 11:29
      • God has given us his Word
        • Hebrews 4:16
  • The protection of God, Deuteronomy 20:4

The Everlasting Arms

By A. B. Simpson

Are you sunk in depths of sorrow
Where no arm can reach so low;
There is One whose arms almighty
Reach beyond thy deepest woe.
God the Eternal is thy refuge,
Let Him still thy wild alarms;
Underneath thy deepest sorrow
Are the everlasting arms.

Other arms grow faint and weary,
These can never faint nor fail;
Others reach our mounts of blessing,
These our lowest, loneliest vale.
Oh, that all might know His friendship!
Oh, that all might see His charms!
Oh, that all might have beneath them
Jesus' everlasting arms.

Underneath us - oh, how easy!
We have not to mount on high,
But to sink into His fullness
And in trustful weakness lie;
And we find our humbling failures
Save us from the strength that harms;
We may fail, but underneath us
Are the everlasting arms.

Arms of Jesus, fold me closer
To Thy strong and loving self,
Till my spirit on Thy bosom
Finds it's everlasting rest;
And when time's last sands are sinking,
Shield my heart from all alarms,
Softly whispering, "Underneath thee
Are the everlasting arms."

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