2/8 Spurgeon Today

“Thou shalt call his name Jesus.” — Matthew 1:21

When a person is dear, everything connected with him becomes dear for
his sake. Thus, so precious is the person of the Lord Jesus in the
estimation of all true believers, that everything about Him they consider to
be inestimable beyond all price. “All Thy garments smell of myrrh, and
aloes, and cassia,” said David, as if the very vestments of the Saviour were
so sweetened by His person that he could not but love them. Certain it is,
that there is not a spot where that hallowed foot hath trodden — there is
not a word which those blessed lips have uttered — nor a thought which
His loving Word has revealed — which is not to us precious beyond all
price. And this is true of the names of Christ — they are all sweet in the
believer’s ear. Whether He be called the Husband of the Church, her
Bridegroom, her Friend; whether He be styled the Lamb slain from the
foundation of the world — the King, the Prophet, or the Priest — every
title of our Master — Shiloh, Emmanuel, Wonderful, the Mighty
Counsellor — every name is like the honeycomb dropping with honey,
and luscious are the drops that distil from it. But if there be one name
sweeter than another in the believer’s ear, it is the name of Jesus. Jesus! it
is the name which moves the harps of heaven to melody. Jesus! the life of
all our joys. If there be one name more charming, more precious than
another, it is this name. It is woven into the very warp and woof of our
psalmody. Many of our hymns begin with it, and scarcely any, that are
good for anything, end without it. It is the sum total of all delights. It is the
music with which the bells of heaven ring; a song in a word; an ocean for
comprehension, although a drop for brevity; a matchless oratorio in two
syllables; a gathering up of the hallelujahs of eternity in five letters.
“Jesus, I love Thy charming name,
‘Tis music to mine ear.”