# “Measure the height of His love by the depth of His grief” by Charles Spurgeon

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“_‘There was darkness over all the land unto the ninth hour_.’ This cry came out
of that darkness. Expect not to see through its every word, as though it came from
on high as a beam from the unclouded Sun of Righteousness.

There is light in it, bright, flashing light; but there is a centre of impenetrable
gloom, where the soul is ready to faint because of the terrible darkness.

Our Lord was then in the darkest part of His way. He had trodden the winepress now
for hours, and the work was almost finished. He had reached the culminating point
of His anguish. This is His dolorous lament from the lowest pit of misery— ‘My God,
my God, why hast thou forsaken me?’

I do not think that the records of time, or even of eternity, contain a sentence
more full of anguish. Here the wormwood and the gall, and all the other bitternesses,
are outdone.

Here you may look as into a vast abyss; and though you strain your eyes, and gaze
till sight fails you, yet you perceive no bottom; it is measureless, unfathomable,
inconceivable.

This anguish of the Saviour on your behalf and mine is no more to be measured and
weighed than the sin which needed it, or the love which endured it. We will adore
where we cannot comprehend.

I have chosen this subject that it may help the children of God to understand a 
little of their infinite obligations to their redeeming Lord.

You shall measure the height of His love, if it be ever measured, by the depth of
His grief, if that can ever be known.

See with what a price he hath redeemed us from the curse of the law! As you see 
this, say to yourselves: What manner of people ought we to be!

What measure of love ought we to return to one who bore the utmost penalty, that
we might be delivered from the wrath to come?

I do not profess that I can dive into this deep. I will only venture to the edge
of the precipice, and bid you look down, and pray the Spirit of God to concentrate
your mind upon this lamentation of our dying Lord, as it rises up through the thick
darkness— ‘My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?'”

–Charles H. Spurgeon, ‘[“‘Lama Sabachtani?’](https://www.amazon.com/dp/0851519164?tag=toletaupanre-20)’
in _[Majesty in Misery, Volume 3: Calvary’s Mournful Mountain](https://www.amazon.com/dp/0851519164?tag=toletaupanre-20)_(
Carlisle, PA: Banner of Truth, 2005), 153-154. (_MPTS: 36: 133-134_)

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