Gratitude, Song of – Charles Spurgeon

AFTER the elders of the people had dug for awhile, the flowing crystal began to leap into the air; they saw it run over the margin of the well, the multitude pressed around to quench their thirst, and then they sang, “Spring up, O well! Flow on, flow on, perennial fount! Flow on, you wondrous stream divinely given! Flow on, and let the praises of those who drink, flow also! Sing you unto it, and you that drink, lift up your songs, and you that mark your neighbors as their eyes flash with delight as they receive the needed refreshment, let your song increase as you see the joy of others.” All you who have received anything of divine grace, sing you unto it! Bless God by singing and praising his name while you are receiving his favors. I think we should be more conscious of God’s blessing coming to us if we were more ready to praise him. Brethren, we receive so many of God’s mercies at the back-door: we ought to stand at the door, and take them in ourselves. Presents from a great king ought not to be unacknowledged, stowed away in the dark, forgotten in unthankfulness. Let us magnify the name of the Lord!