if a man had to wade chest deep through a thousand hells. by Charles Spurgeon

2 Corinthians chapter 9 verse 15 Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift. Jesus is God's indescribable gift. Heaven itself is nothing as compared with Him.

If a man had to wade chest deep through a thousand hells to obtain Christ, it would be well worth the venture if at the last he might but say, My beloved is mine, and I am his.

Jesus is so precious that he cannot be matched. There is none like him. The most lovely of the lovely are vile and deformed when compared with him. As Rutherford would say, black sun, black stars, but O bright, infinitely bright Lord Jesus. If you ransacked time and space, eternity and immensity, you could find none that could be compared to Him. He is so precious.

He is all that your souls can desire. Yes, He Himself is all. You could not buy Christ for any price, even if you gave the price of heaven and earth for Him. Yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend.

Song of Solomon chapter 5 verse 16