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Posted by Psalms on Tuesday, 9 February 2016
Psalms 133:2
It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, even Aaron's beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments;
133:2. It is like the precious ointment upon the head. In order that we may the better behold brotherly unity David gives us a resemblance, so that as in a glass we may perceive its blessedness. It has a sweet perfume about it, comparable to that precious ointment with which the first high priest was anointed at his ordination. It is a holy thing, and so again is like the oil of consecration which was to be used only in the Lord’s service. What a sacred thing must brotherly love be when it can be likened to an oil which must never be poured on anyone but on the Lord’s high priest alone! It is a diffusive thing: being poured on his head the fragrant oil flowed down upon Aaron’s head, and thence dropped upon his garments till the utmost hem was anointed therewith; and just so does brotherly love extend its benign power and bless all who are beneath its influence. Hearty concord brings a benediction upon all concerned; its goodness and pleasure are shared in by the lowliest members of the household, even the servants are the better and the happier because of the lovely unity among the members of the family. It has a special use; for as by the anointing oil Aaron was set apart for the special service of Jehovah, so those who dwell in love are the better fitted to glorify God in his church. The Lord is not likely to use for his glory those who are devoid of love; they lack the anointing needful to make them priests unto the Lord. That ran down upon the beard, even Aaron’s beard. This is a chief point of comparison, that as the oil did not remain confined to the place where it first fell, but flowed down the high priest’s hair and bedewed his beard, just so brotherly love descending from the head distills and descends, anointing as it runs, and perfuming all it lights upon.
That went down to the skirts of his garments. Once set in motion it would not cease from flowing. The sacred unguent could not be restrained; it flowed over his holy robes. Just so does brotherly love not only flow over the hearts upon which it was first poured out, and descend to those who are an inferior part of the mystical body of Christ, but it runs where it is not sought for, asking neither leave nor license to make its way. Christian affection knows no limits of parish, nation, sect, or age. Is the man a believer in Christ? Then he is in the one body, and I must yield him an abiding love. Is he one of the poorest, one of the least spiritual, one of the least lovable? Then he is as the skirts of the garment, and my heart’s love must fall even upon him. Brotherly love comes from the head, but falls to the feet. It ran down and it went down: love for the brethren is not puffed up, but is lowly and meek. Oil would not anoint if it did not flow down; neither would brotherly love diffuse its blessing if it did not descend.
The Treasury of David by Charles Haddon Spurgeon (1834-1892)
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