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Chapter Seven
The Messiah Within the Veil
We spoke of Messiah longing
for the time when the veil should be rent, and when, through Himself, there
should be unobstructed access to the innermost shrine of God. “How am I
straitened till it be accomplished.” We spoke also of His dreading this
rending, this death,—so that “with strong crying and tears He prayed to Him
who was able to save Him from death” (Heb 5:7).
Let us now see Him looking beyond the veil, surveying
the glory, and anticipating His own entrance into it, as our forerunner, the
first fruits of them that slept, the first-begotten of the dead. “For the
joy set before Him He endured the cross, despising the shame, and is now set
down at the right hand of God” (Heb 12:2). That to which He looked forward
was not so much the rending of the veil, as the result of that rending,—both
for Himself and for His Church, His body, the redeemed from among men.
The veil was rent; rent “once for all”; rent for ever.
Yet there was a sense in which it was to be restored, though after another
fashion than before. Messiah could not be “holden” by death, because He was
the Holy One, who could not see corruption. Death must be annulled. The
broken body must be made whole; resurrection must come forth out of death;
and that resurrection was to be life, and glory, and blessedness. Through
the rent veil of His own flesh, He was (if we may so use the figure) to
enter into “glory and honour, and immortality.” Thus He speaks in the
sixteenth Psalm:—
“Therefore
my heart is glad,
Yea, my glory rejoiceth:
My flesh also shall rest in hope.
For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell;
Neither wilt thou suffer thine
Holy One to see corruption.
Thou wilt show me the path of life:
In thy presence is fullness of joy;
At thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.”
Let us dwell upon these verses in connection with
Messiah’s entrance within the veil.
The speaker in this Psalm is undoubtedly Christ. This
we learn from Peter’s sermon at Jerusalem (Acts 2:25). He is speaking to the
Father, as His Father and our Father. He speaks as the lowly, dependent son
of man; as one who needed help and looked to the Father for it; as one who
trusted in the Lord and walked by faith, not by sight; as one who realized
the Father’s love, anticipated the joy set before Him, and had respect to
the recompense of the reward.
He speaks, moreover, as one who saw death before
Him,—“Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell”; and looking into the dark grave,
on the edge of which He was standing, just about to plunge into it, He casts
His eye upwards and pleads, with strong crying and tears, for resurrection,
and joy, and glory,—“Thou wilt show me the path of life.” For the words of
the Psalm are the united utterances of confidence, expectation, and prayer;
not unlike those of Paul, “I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my
departure is at hand; henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of
righteousness.”
He speaks too as one who was bearing our curse; as one
who was made sin for us; and to whom everything connected with sin and its
penalty was infinitely terrible; not the less terrible, but the more,
because the sin and the penalty were not His own, but ours. The death which
now confronted Him was one of the ingredients of the fearful cup, against
which He prayed in Gethsemane, “Let this cup pass from me”; for we read
that, “in the days of His flesh He made supplication, with strong crying and
tears, unto Him that was able to save Him from death.” In this Psalm,
indeed, we do not hear these strong cryings and tears, which the valley of
the Kedron then heard. All is calm; the bitterness of death is past; the
power of the king of terrors seems broken; the gloom of the grave is lost in
the anticipated brightness of the resurrection light and glory. But still
the scene is similar; though in the Psalm the light predominates over the
darkness, and there is not the agony, nor the bloody sweat, nor the
exceeding sorrow. It is our Surety looking the king of terrors in the face;
contemplating the shadows of the three days and nights in the heart of the
earth; surveying Joseph’s tomb, and while accepting that as His prison-house
for a season, anticipating the deliverance by the Father’s power, and
rejoicing in the prospect of the everlasting gladness.
The first thing that occupies His thoughts is
resurrection. The path of death is before Him; and He asks that He may know
the path of life;—the way out of the tomb as well as the way into it. Death
is to Him an enemy; an enemy from which as the Prince of life His holy soul
would recoil even more than we. The grave is to Him a prison-house, gloomy
as Jeremiah’s low dungeon or Joseph’s pit, not the less gloomy because He
approaches it as a conqueror, as bringing life and immortality to light, as
the resurrection and the life. Into that prison-house He must descend; for
though rich He has stooped to be poor; and this is the extremity of his
poverty, the lowest depth of His low estate,—even the surrender of that, for
which even the richest on earth will part with everything,—life itself. But
out of that dungeon He cries to be brought; and for this rescue He puts
Himself entirely into the Father’s hands, “Thou wilt show me the path of
life.”
Very blessed and glorious did resurrection seem in the
eyes of the Prince of life, of Him who is the resurrection and the life.
Infinitely hateful did death and the grave appear to Him who was the
Conqueror of death, the Spoiler of the grave. He had undertaken to die, for
as the second Adam He came to undergo the penalty of the first, “dust thou
art and unto dust shalt thou return”; yet not the less bitter was the cup,
not the less gloomy was the valley of the shadow of death; not the less
welcome was the thought of resurrection.
The next thing which fills His thoughts is the
presence of God,—that glorious presence which He had left when He “came
down from heaven.” His thoughts are of the Father’s face, the Father’s
house, the Father’s presence. Earth to Him was so different from heaven. He
had not yet come to the “Why hast Thou forsaken me?” but He felt the
difference between this earth and the heaven He had quitted. There was no
such “presence” here. All was sin, evil, hatred, darkness; the presence of
evil men and mocking devils; not the presence of God. God seemed far away.
This world seemed empty and dreary. He called to mind the home, and the
love, and the holiness He had left; and He longed for a return to these.
“Thy presence!” What a meaning in these words, coming from the lips of the
lonely Son of God in His desolation and friendlessness and exile here. “Thy
presence!” How full of recollection would they be to Him as He uttered them;
and how intensely would that recollection stimulate the anticipation and the
hope!
Of this same Messiah, the speaker in the psalm, we
read afterwards, “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God; the same was in the beginning with God” (John 1:1);
and elsewhere He speaks thus of Himself: “Jehovah possessed me in the
beginning of His way, before His works of old; I was set up from
everlasting, from the beginning, or ever the earth was . . . I was by Him,
as one brought up with Him, and I was daily His delight, rejoicing always
before Him” (Prov. 8:22,30); and again, He, in the days of His flesh, thus
prayed: “O Father, glorify Thou me with Thine own self, with the glory which
I had with Thee before the world was” (John 17:5). Thus we see that the
“presence” or “face” of God had been His special and eternal portion. His
past eternity was associated entirely with this glorious presence. No wonder
then that in the day of His deepest weakness,—when the last enemy confronted
Him with his hideous presence, He should recall the Father’s presence;
anticipating the day of restoration to that presence, and repossession of
the glory which He had before the world was.
“Thy presence,” said the only-begotten of the Father
looking up into the Father’s face! He speaks as the sinbearer, on whom the
chastisement of our sins was laid, and between whom and heaven these sins
had drawn a veil; He speaks as an exile, far from home, weary, troubled,
exceeding sorrowful even unto death; He speaks as a Son feeling the
bitterness of separation from His Father’s presence, and of distance from
His Father’s house; He speaks as one longing for home and kindred, and the
unimpeded outflowings of paternal love. “Thy presence,” says the Man of
sorrows looking round on an evil world;—oh, that I were there! “Thy
presence,” says the forsaken Son of man, for “lover and friend hast Thou put
far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness”;—oh, that I were there!
“Thy presence,” not this waste howling wilderness, this region of pain, and
disease, and sin, and death, and tombs. “Thy presence,” not these
temptations, these devils, these enemies, these false friends; not this
blasphemy, this reproach, this scorn, this betrayal, this denial, this
buffeting, this scourging, this spitting, this mockery! “Thy presence,”—oh,
that I were there; nevertheless, not my will but Thine be done.
Only through death can He reach life, for He is
burdened with our sin and our death; and death is to Him the path of life.
He must go through the veil to enter into the presence of God. Only through
the grave,—the stronghold of death, and of him who has the power of
death,—can He ascend into the presence of God; and therefore, when about to
enter the dark valley, He commits Himself to the Father’s guidance, to the
keeping of Him who said, “Behold my servant whom I uphold,” the keeping of
which He himself, by the mouth of David, had spoken: “Yea, though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art
with me, Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me.” Bethlehem, Egypt, Nazareth,
Capernaum, Gethsemane, Golgotha,—these were all but stages in His way up to
“the presence”—the presence of the Father; and it is when approaching the
last of these, with the consciousness of His nearness to that presence, only
one more dark passage to wind through, that He gives utterance to this
psalm,—His psalm in prospect of resurrection and glory,—“I have set the Lord
always before me; because He is at my right hand, I shall not be moved:
therefore my heart is glad and my glory rejoiceth; my flesh also shall rest
in hope; for Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell, neither wilt Thou suffer
Thine holy One to see corruption; Thou wilt show me the path of life: in Thy
presence is fullness of joy; at Thy right hand there are pleasures for
evermore.”
Connected with this “presence,” this glory within the
veil, he speaks of “fullness of joy.” On earth, in the day of His banishment
here, He found want, not fullness. He was poor and needy; no house, no
table, no chamber, no pillow of His own. His was the extremity of human
poverty; though rich He had become poor; he was hungry, thirsty, weary,
with no place to lay His head. Though He knew no sin, He tasted the sinner’s
portion of want and sorrow. He was in the far country, the land of the
mighty famine; and looking upwards to the happy heaven which He had left, He
could say, “How many servants in my Father’s house have bread and to spare,
and I perish with hunger.” Drinking also of the sinner’s deep cup of wrath,
He was the man of sorrows and acquainted with grief. It was as such that He
looked up so often as we find Him in the Gospels doing, and as we find Him
in this Psalm, with wistful eye reminding Himself of the joy He had left,
and anticipating the augmented joy that was so soon to be His when, having
traversed this vale of tears, and passed through the gates of death, He was
to re-ascend to His Father, and re-enter the courts of glory and joy.
“Fullness of joy” is His prospect; fullness of joy in the presence of God.
Concerning this going to the Father He spoke to His disciples; and then
added, “These things have I spoken unto you that my joy might remain in you,
and that your joy might be full.” It is of this same full joy that He speaks
in our psalm; a joy which was to be the fullness of all joy; a joy which was
to be His recompense for the earthly sorrow of His sinbearing life and
death; a joy which He was to share with His redeemed, and on which they too
should enter, when they, like Him, had triumphed over death, and been caught
up into the clouds to meet Him in the air; a joy which would be to them, in
that wondrous day, infinitely more than a compensation for earthly
tribulation; even as one of themselves has written, “Our present light
affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding
and eternal weight of glory.”
This was “the joy set before Him,” because of which He
endured the cross; and here He calls it FULLNESS OF JOY. That which He calls
fullness must be so; for He knows what joy is, and what its fullness is;
just as He knew what sorrow was and its fullness. The amount of joy
sufficient to fill a soul like His must be infinite; it must be joy
unspeakable and full of glory. The amount of joy reckoned by the Father
sufficient as the reward of the sorrow of such a Son, must be infinite
indeed. What then must that be which Messiah reckons the fullness of joy.
What a day was that for Him when, death and sorrow ended, He entered on life
and gladness! And what a day will that be, yet in store for Him and for His
saints, when we, as His joint-heirs, shall enter on all that life and
gladness; the day of His glorious coming, when that shall be fulfilled which
is written, “Come forth, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, and behold King
Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him, in the day of his
espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.”
Besides the “presence” or “face” of God within the
veil, Messiah sees the right hand; the place of honour and power and favour,—the
right hand of the throne of the majesty in the heavens; and at that right
hand there are pleasures for evermore; eternal enjoyments, such as eye hath
not seen, nor ear heard. For all the things on which Messiah’s soul rests
are everlasting; the life, the fullness, the joy, the presence, the
pleasures,—all eternal! No wonder, then, that He who knows what eternity
is,—an eternity of glory and gladness,—should feel that “the sufferings of
this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that shall be
revealed”; and should, when going up to the cross, and down into the grave,
say with calm but happy confidence, “Thou wilt show me the path of life, in
Thy presence is fullness of joy, at Thy right hand are pleasures for
evermore.” Most mysterious are such words as these from the lips of Him who
is the resurrection and the life; and yet it is just because they come from
Him,—from this Prince of Life,—that they are so assuring, so comforting to
us. His oneness with us, and our oneness with Him, account for all the
mystery. His oneness with us, as our substitute and sinbearer, the endurer
of our curse and cross and death, accounts for all that is mysterious in
this Psalm. Our oneness with Him clears up all that is wonderful in such
words as “I am the resurrection and the life, he that believeth on me,
though he were dead, yet shall he live.” Blessed, thrice-blessed
oneness,—mutual oneness; He one with us, we one with Him, in life, in
death, in burial, in resurrection, and in glory. Now we can take up His
words as truly meant for us, “Thou wilt show us the path of life”; for in
believing God’s testimony to the Messiahship of Jesus of Nazareth, we have
become one with Him!
In all this we have,
1. Messiah’s estimate of death. He abhors it. It is
His enemy as well as ours. He came to conquer it, to destroy it for ever. He
conquers it by being conquered by it; He slays it by allowing Himself to be
slain by it. He crucifies it, kills it, buries it for ever. Death is
swallowed up in victory. “O death,” He says, “I will be thy plague; O grave,
I will be thy destruction.”
2. Messiah’s estimate of resurrection. He longs for
it; both on His own account and His people’s. It is the consummation of that
which He calls life. It is the second life, more glorious than the first;
the opposite extreme of being to that which is called “the second death.”
The Son of God came into the world as the Prince of Life; He came not merely
that He might die, but that He might live; and that all who identify
themselves with Him by the acceptance of the divine testimony concerning His
life and death and resurrection, might not only have life, but might have it
more abundantly. Resurrection is our hope, even as it was His; the first,
the better resurrection; and as we toil onwards in our pilgrimage, burdened
with the mortality of this vile body, and seeing death on every side of us,
we take up Messiah’s words of hope and gladness, “Thou wilt show me the path
of life.”
3. Messiah’s estimate of joy. He recognizes it as a
thing greatly to be desired, not despised; as the true and healthy, or, as
men say, the “normal” condition of creaturehood. God Himself is the blessed
one; and He formed His creatures to be sharers of His blessedness. Heaven is
full of joy; and all its dwellers are vessels of gladness. Earth was not
made for sorrow, but for joy; and, before long, that song shall be sung over
the new creation, “Let the heavens rejoice, and let the earth be glad.” For
this day of joy Christ longed, anticipating it as the consummation of all
that He had come to do. As the eternal Word which was with the Father, He
knew what joy was; as the Man of sorrows, He knew what sorrow was. He was in
the true condition and circumstances to take the proper estimate of joy. And
here He tells us what that estimate was. He longed to be done with sorrow,
which was as the shadow of hell; He “desired with desire” to enter into the
joy set before Him, the joy of life, the joy of resurrection, the joy of
God’s presence and right hand for ever. Let our eye, like His, be fixed on
that coming gladness,—that sunrise of eternity for which the Church is
waiting and creation groans. That hope will cheer, will nerve, will
liberate, will heal, will animate, will purify; will do miracles for us. As
yet, the joy has not arrived. It doth not yet appear what we shall be. Not
now; not here; not on this side of the grave! But the promise of its
possession, and the assurance that when it does arrive, it will be great
enough and long enough to make up for all trial and all delay, are
sufficient to keep us ever looking, waiting, watching. Resurrection is
coming, with all its light and joy; and then comes the world’s second dawn,
and the Church’s long-expected dayspring; the cessation of creation’s
groans, the times of the restitution of all things; the new heavens and the
new earth wherein dwelleth righteousness.
4. Messiah’s estimate of the Father’s love. It is this
love that is His portion; it is in this love that He abides anal rejoices;
for it is He who says, “Thy loving kindness is better than life.” No one
knew so well as He did the glorious truth, “God is love; and he that
dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him.” The Father’s love! Here
His soul found its resting-place, in the midst of human hatred and reproach.
The Father’s love! It was hath loved me, so have I loved you”; “Thou hast
loved them as thou hast loved me”; “Thou lovedst me before the foundation of
the world”; “that the love wherewith Thou hast loved me may be in them, and
I in them.” Is that love to us what it was to Him? It was His rest, is it
ours? It was into this hidden chamber, this holy of holies, that He retired,
when the world’s storms beat upon Him; is it in this that we take refuge in
our evil days? It was sufficient for His infinitely capacious soul; it may
well suffice for ours. Is, then, His estimate of the Father’s love our
estimate? Is this love our gladness? Is its sunshine the brightness of our
daily life? And with simple confidence in it, like Messiah’s, do we look
into and look through the future, however dark, saying, “Thou wilt show me
the path of life; in Thy presence is fullness of joy, and at Thy right hand
are pleasures for evermore?”
On all that light, and joy, and fullness, and love,
Messiah has now entered. For eighteen hundred years He has been in that
presence, and at that right hand, which He longed for; and though yet
greater things are in store for Him in the day of His promised advent, yet
He has now for ages been done with sorrow and death, with reproach and
hatred. He has entered on His rest; He has passed into life; His blessedness
is now without a shadow. And is not this a thought full of joy to us? He
,whom we love is happy! No second Gethsemane nor Golgotha for Him. Whatever
may befall us, whatever of tribulation we may have yet to pass through, He
is blessed; it is all well with Him. He has trodden the path of life; He has
entered into that presence which He longed for; He has sat down at that
right hand where there are pleasures for evermore. Is this not a joyful
thought to us here, even in the midst of our weakness and sorrow? And was it
not to this He referred when He said, “If ye loved me, ye would rejoice,
because I said I go unto the Father”? and was it not with forgetfulness of
this that He reproached His disciples, “Now I go my way to Him that sent me,
and none of you asketh me, whither goest Thou? but because I have said these
things unto you, sorrow hath filled your heart.”
Should we not rejoice in His joy? Should not the
thought of His happiness be a continual source of consolation to us? Amid
the dreariness of the desert, it was a cheering thought to Israel that there
was such a region as Canaan, over which the barrenness of the waste howling
wilderness had no power. Amid the griefs and cares of earth, it is a blessed
thought to us that there is such a place as heaven, to which the storm
reaches not, and where there has never been known, neither shall be, one
cloud, one pain, one sin. So amid the troubles of our own troubled spirits,
or the sorrows of those about us, it is a happy thought that there is one
heart, once full of grief, that now grieves no more; one eye that often
wept, which now weeps no more; and that this blessed One is none other than
our beloved Lord,—once the Man of sorrows. He who loved us, He whom, not
having seen, we love, is now for ever blessed; He has entered that presence
where there is fullness of joy; He has taken His seat at that right hand,
where there are pleasures for evermore.
Does not this comfort and gladden us? What He now is,
and what we so soon shall be,—this gives vigor and consolation. It lifts us
almost unconsciously into a calmer region, and gives us to breathe the very
air of the kingdom. It purifies, too, and strengthens; it makes us forget
the things which are behind, and reach forward to what lies before.
The prospect of resurrection and glory sustained the
soul of our Surety here. This was the joy set before Him. Let us set it
before ourselves, that we may not be moved. We have much to do both with the
future and the past. In that future lies our inheritance, and we cannot but
be seeking to pierce the veil that hides it. But in the past we find our
resting-place. Christ has ascended on high, leading captivity captive; he
has ascended to His Father and our Father, to His God and our God. The work
is done. The blood is shed. The fire has consumed the sacrifice. It is
finished! This is the testimony which we bring from God, in the belief of
which we are saved. It needs no second sacrifice; no repetition of the great
burnt-offering. That which saves the sinner is done. Another has done it
all. Messiah has done it all; and our gospel is not a command to do, but
simply to take what another has done. He who ceases from His own labours,
and enters on these labours of another, has taken possession of all to which
these labours entitled Him, who so performed them, even the Messiah of
Israel, the Son of God, the Saviour of the world.
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