Fly to Jesus

Believer, how precious is your soul to Him . . .
  who bore all its sins,
  who exhausted all its curse,
  who travailed for it in ignominy and suffering, and
  who ransomed it with His own most precious blood!

Oh! the unutterable blessings that flow
from a vital union with the Lord Jesus!

All of your cares are His cares.
All of your sorrows are His sorrows.
All of your needs are His supply.
All of your sicknesses are His cure.

Believer, nothing can . . .
  separate you from the love of Jesus,
  nor sever you from His care,
  nor exclude you from His sympathy,
  nor banish you from His heaven of
    eternal blessedness!

Fly to Jesus in the confidence of a loving Friend.

Reveal to Him your secret sorrow.

Confess to Him your hidden sin.

Acknowledge your backsliding to Him.

Tell Him your needs, your sufferings, your fears.
Tell Him how chilled your affections to Him are.
Tell Him how reserved is your obedience.
Tell Him how imperfect is your service.
Tell Him how you long to . . .
   love Him more ardently;
   follow Him more closely;
   serve Him more devotedly;
   and to be more wholly and holily His.