The gospel wins many converts, and some of them in after days do not turn out to be stable; this however we must look for, as Jesus did, for the next verse tells us that he did not trust those who were so eager to profess allegiance; for he understood the fickleness of human hearts, the superficial nature of much which passes for true religion, and the ease with which hasty conversions are turned into sudden and final apostacies. May the Lord cleanse our hearts and keep us to the end.
Saviour, who dost with anger see
The lusts which steal my heart from thee,
The thieves out of thy temple chase,
And cleanse my soul by sovereign grace.
Thy blood hath made me wholly thine,
My body is thy Spirit’s shrine;
And now my God is dwelling there
My soul shall be a house of prayer.