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The king is revealed in the time of the flood. Smaller personalities appear kingly when the waters are smooth; they disappear at the flood. Military officers are very much alike when they are on the parade ground; their genius and quality are revealed on the battlefield. The captain of the boat and the landsmen seem equally efficient when the boat glides over still waters, and the days pass in a long picnic, and games are played on the deck; but when the whirlwind awakes, and the boat staggers like a drunken man, the king is seen enthroned! I will measure and judge any one who seeks the throne of my life by his demeanour and worth amid my crises. Among all the candidates for honour and homage I will yield the crown of my obedience to the one who proves to be king at the flood. Let us look round upon two or three men who have come to one of life's emergencies, and who are in need of a sovereign helper.

1. "I am come unto deep waters where the floods overflow me." What is the character of this man's crisis? "Iniquities prevail against me." He is the victim of unclean desire. The inner rooms of the spirit, the holy place, is defiled. He is unable to contemplate the beautiful and to love it. The floods of carnality overflow him. Or perhaps the victim is overborne by the spirit of envy which too frequently manifest itself in deceit and treachery, or he is possessed by the passion of jealousy which makes him a conspirator against his neighbour's good. Whatever may be the type of the man's besetment, the flood is at the gate, and he is overpowered by the invasion of its unclean deeps. What shall we say to him? One would perhaps advise him that the secret of his redemption will consist in "plain living and high thinking." But the counsel is worthless. We are advising a man who is overborne by appetite to control the appetite, and suggesting that a man who is the victim of his own thought should order it in beautiful regularity. How fares it if we call in the Lord Himself? The Master's speech is full of healing confidence and hope. He speaks of a clean heart and a right spirit. He not only unfolds an ideal, but He offers the power by which it can be realized. The unclean channels are flushed and cleansed, and all the powers in the life are quickened and revived.

2. "Save me, O Lord! for the waters are come into my soul." What is the type of this man's sorrow? It is a flood of trouble, perhaps arising from common circumstances such as we are familiar with in our own life.

(1) Here is a case of slow cancer. The growth is eating its way, but, oh, so slowly! Day after day, and night after night, the wolf gnaws at the vitals. Let us speak to the victim. What shall we say to her? Matthew Arnold once said: — "In poetry our race will find an ever sure and surer stay." What kind of poetry can we give to the cancer-ridden? If God be gone and the Man of Nazareth is only a pleasing fiction, and immortality only a winsome dream, whatever we offer will be only as dead ashes; gravel where the soul is pining for bread. Let us call in the Lord God. The very thought of His appearing is comforting. "What I do thou knowest not now." "When thou passest through the waters I will be with thee."(2) Here are a father and mother whose son is in the far country. Their hopes are blighted, their ambition is overthrown. They are overwhelmed, and the waters have come into their souls. What says the world about their child? "He is too far gone; .... he is a hopeless case; .... he is too old to mend; .... there is no remedy for a bad heart." The world has no ministry to offer in the time of the flood. Let us call in the Lord God. Here is His speech: "What man of you having a hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine and go after that which is lost until he find it?" What a hopeful and uplifting word to speak to a broken-hearted father!

3. All Thy waves and Thy billows have gone over me." "The sorrows of death compass me." This type of overwhelming sorrow is one of the most familiar sights in the common way. Here is a beautiful wedded, life. The early intimacy was like a spring day. The wedding was only the welding of ties already sanctified. The home was a haunt of love and peace. Then a storm came, and the billows rolled against the little sanctuary. The sorrows of death compassed it, and the wife is gone I Now, leave God outside, and let us go inside. What shall we say to the bereaved husband? Shall we tell him that "other friends remain," that "loss is common to the race"? Let us call in Jesus. "Thy brother shall rise again." "I go to prepare a place for you, that where I am there ye shall be also." "There remaineth therefore a rest for the people of God." "Weeping may endure for a night, but-joy cometh in the morning." "He that believeth in Me, though he were dead, yet shall he live." Who is King? "The Lord sat as King at the flood."

(J. H. Jowett, M. A.)

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KJV: The LORD sitteth upon the flood; yea, the LORD sitteth King for ever.

WEB: Yahweh sat enthroned at the Flood. Yes, Yahweh sits as King forever.