17/21 All that God has made, or could make with all His counsel and all His power laid out, will not fill your boundless and bottomless heart. He must come down and come into your boundless and bottomless heart Himself. Himself: your Father, your Redeemer, and your Sanctifier and Comforter also. Let the whole universe try to fill your heart, O man of God, and after it all we shall hear you singing in famine and in loneliness the doleful ditty: 'O come to my heart, Lord Jesus, There is room in my heart for Thee. 'Madame,' said a holy solitary to Madame Guyon in her misery--'Madame, you are disappointed and perplexed because you seek without what you have within. |