I have been blessed in many ways by the life, writings, and sermons of Charles Haddon Spurgeon. God truly gifted Mr. Spurgeon with a masterful command of the English language. Spurgeon attributed part of that to the fact he memorized a great deal of the hymns of Isaac Watts.
I was struck, again, by Spurgeon’s genius in his introduction to a sermon on Jeremiah 33:3. Here are his opening words:
SOME of the most learned works in the world smell of midnight oil; but the most spiritual, and most comforting books and sayings of men, usually have a savor about them of prison dampness. I might quote many instances—John Bunyan’s Pilgrim may suffice instead of a hundred others; and this good text of ours, all moldy and cold with the prison in which Jeremiah lay, has nevertheless a brightness, and a beauty about it which it might never have had if it had not come as a cheering word to the prisoner of the Lord shut up in the court of the prison. God’s people have always, in their worst condition, found out the best of their God. He is good at all times; but He seems to be at His best when they are at their worst.
Doesn’t he make you want to read on to grasp the promised riches of the text before him?