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“They weave the spider’s web.” — Isaiah 59:5
See the spider’s web, and behold in it a most suggestive picture of the hypocrite’s religion. It is meant to catch his prey: the spider fattens himself on flies, and the Pharisee has his reward. Foolish persons are easily entrapped by the loud professions of pretenders, and even the more judicious cannot always escape. Philip baptized Simon Magus, whose guileful declaration of faith was so soon exploded by the stern rebuke of Peter. Custom, reputation, praise, advancement, and other flies, are the small game which hypocrites take in their nets. A spider’s web is a marvel of skill: look at it and admire the cunning hunter’s wiles. Is not a deceiver’s religion equally wonderful? How does he…
make so barefaced a lie appear to
be a truth? How can he make his tinsel answer so well the purpose of
gold? A spider’s web comes all from the creature’s own bowels. The bee
gathers her wax from flowers, the spider sucks no flowers, and yet she
spins out her material to any length. Even so hypocrites find their trust
and hope within themselves; their anchor was forged on their own anvil,
and their cable twisted by their own hands. They lay their own
foundation, and hew out the pillars of their own house, disdaining to be
debtors to the sovereign grace of God. But a spider’s web is very frail. It is
curiously wrought, but not enduringly manufactured. It is no match for the
servant’s broom, or the traveller’s staff. The hypocrite needs no battery of
Armstrongs to blow his hope to pieces, a mere puff of wind will do it.
Hypocritical cobwebs will soon come down when the besom of
destruction begins its purifying work. Which reminds us of one more
thought, viz., that such cobwebs are not to be endured in the Lord’s house:
He will see to it that they and those who spin them shall be destroyed for
ever. O my soul, be thou resting on something better than a spider’s web.
Be the Lord Jesus thine eternal hiding-place.
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Voice Artist: Ian Cullen
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“They weave the spider’s web.” — Isaiah 59:5
See the spider’s web, and behold in it a most suggestive picture of the hypocrite’s religion. It is meant to catch his prey: the spider fattens himself on flies, and the Pharisee has his reward. Foolish persons are easily entrapped by the loud professions of pretenders, and even the more judicious cannot always escape. Philip baptized Simon Magus, whose guileful declaration of faith was so soon exploded by the stern rebuke of Peter. Custom, reputation, praise, advancement, and other flies, are the small game which hypocrites take in their nets. A spider’s web is a marvel of skill: look at it and admire the cunning hunter’s wiles. Is not a deceiver’s religion equally wonderful? How does he…
make so barefaced a lie appear to
be a truth? How can he make his tinsel answer so well the purpose of
gold? A spider’s web comes all from the creature’s own bowels. The bee
gathers her wax from flowers, the spider sucks no flowers, and yet she
spins out her material to any length. Even so hypocrites find their trust
and hope within themselves; their anchor was forged on their own anvil,
and their cable twisted by their own hands. They lay their own
foundation, and hew out the pillars of their own house, disdaining to be
debtors to the sovereign grace of God. But a spider’s web is very frail. It is
curiously wrought, but not enduringly manufactured. It is no match for the
servant’s broom, or the traveller’s staff. The hypocrite needs no battery of
Armstrongs to blow his hope to pieces, a mere puff of wind will do it.
Hypocritical cobwebs will soon come down when the besom of
destruction begins its purifying work. Which reminds us of one more
thought, viz., that such cobwebs are not to be endured in the Lord’s house:
He will see to it that they and those who spin them shall be destroyed for
ever. O my soul, be thou resting on something better than a spider’s web.
Be the Lord Jesus thine eternal hiding-place.
To make sure you never miss an episode, please subscribe today wherever you listen to podcasts.
Producer: Todd Adkins
Voice Artist: Ian Cullen
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