The

Saint And His Saviour

or

The Progress of the Soul in The Knowledge of Jesus

by

The Rev. C. H. Spurgeon

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“Christ is all.”—Col. 3:11

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New-York:

Sheldon, Blakeman & Co.

Boston: Gould & Lincoln

chicago: s. c. griggs & co.

1858

“The special work of our ministry is to lay open Christ, to hold up the tapestry and unfold the mysteries of Christ. Let us labour therefore to be always speaking somewhat about Christ, or tending that way. When we speak of the law, let it drive us to Christ; when of moral duties, let them teach us to walk worthy of Christ. Christ, or something tending to Christ, should be our theme, and mark to aim at.”

Sibbs.

“And surely this is the sweetest subject that ever was preached on; is it not as ointment poured forth, whose smell is so fragrant, and whose savour is so sweet, that therefore all the virgins love him? Is it not a subject which comprehends all the glory and excellency and beauty of all the things in heaven and in earth?”

Isaac Ambrose.

to

The One God of Heaven and Earth,

in
the trinity of his sacred persons,
be all honour and glory,
world without end,
amen.

To The Glorious Father,

as the
covenant god of israel;

To The Gracious Son,

the redeemer of his people;

To The Holy Ghost,

the author of sanctification;
be everlasting praise for that experience of free grace
and sovereign love
which is simply described in this volume.

Preface

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I have no idea of what I am expected to say in a preface, and am of opinion that a book is better without an appendage usually so unmeaning. I will, however, make one or two faithful declarations which may, perhaps, shield me from the reader’s wrath, should he find my work of less value than he expected.

Never was a book written amid more incessant toil. Only the fragments of time could be allotted to it, and intense mental and bodily exertions have often rendered me incapable of turning even those fragments to advantage.

Writing is to me the work of a slave. It is a delight, a joy, a rapture to talk out one’s thoughts in words that flash upon the mind at the instant when they are required; but it is poor drudgery to sit still and groan for thoughts and words without succeeding in obtaining them. Well may a man’s books be called his “works,” for, if every mind were constituted as mine, it would be work indeed to produce a quarto volume. Nothing but a sense of duty has impelled me to finish this book, which has been more than two years on hand. Yet have I, at times, so enjoyed the meditation which my writing has induced, that I would not discontinue the labour were it ten times more irksome: and moreover, I have some hopes that it may yet be a pleasure to me to serve God with the pen as well as the lip.

The subject of religious experience is a very wide one, and those points of it upon which I have touched deserve larger notice from a far abler hand than mine. The aged Christian will find very little instruction here; it will not be proper for him to expect it when he is reminded ...