This is a sermon by Charles Hadding Spurgeon, delivered on September 28th, 1884, and the title is Parable of the Lost Sheep. And the text is Luke chapter 15, verses four through seven. What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he loses one of them, does not leave the 99 in the wilderness and go after the one which is lost? until he finds it. And when he finds it, he lays it on his shoulders, rejoicing. And when he comes home, he calls together his friends and neighbors saying to them, rejoice with me for I have found my sheep which was lost. I say to you that likewise, there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents than over 99 just persons. who need no repentance. Our Lord Jesus Christ, while he was here below, was continually in pursuit of lost souls. He was seeking lost men and women. And it was for this reason that he went down among them, even among those who were most evidently lost, that he might find them. He took pains to put himself where he could come into communication with them, and he exhibited such kindness towards them in crowds that drew near to him. I dare say it was a strange-looking assembly, a disreputable rabble, which made the Lord Jesus its sinner. I am not astonished that the Pharisees, when he looked upon the congregation, sneered and said, he collects around him the pariahs of our community, the wretches who collect taxes for the foreigner of God's free people and the fallen women of the towns and such like riffraff make up his audience. And he, instead of repelling them, receives them, welcomes them, looks upon them as a class to whom he has a particular relationship. He even eats with them. Did he not go into the house of Zacchaeus, and the house of Levi, and partake of the feast which those low people made for him? We cannot tell you all the Pharisees thought. It might not be edifying to attempt it, but they thought as badly of the Lord as they possibly could because of the company which surrounded him. And so he deigns in this parable to defend himself, not that he cared much about what they might think, but that they might have no excuse for speaking so bitterly of him. He tells them that he was seeking the lost. And where should he be found but among those whom he was seeking? Should a physician shun the sick? Should a shepherd avoid the lost sheep? Was he not exactly in his right position, when there drew near unto him all the publicans and sinners, for to hear him? Our divine Lord defended himself by what is called an argumentum ad hominem, an argument to the men themselves, for he said, What man of you having a hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, does not go after that which is lost until he finds it. No argument tells more powerfully upon men than one which comes close home to their own daily life. And so the Savior put it so. They were silenced if they were not convinced. It was a peculiarly strong argument. because in their case it was only a sheep that they would go after, but in his case it was something infinitely more precious than all the flocks of sheep that ever fed on Sharon or Carmel, for it was the soul of man which he sought to save. The argument had in it not only the point of peculiar adaption, but a force at the back of it, unusually powerful for driving it home upon every honest mind. It may be opened out in this fashion. If you men, would each one of you go after a lost sheep, and follow in its track until you find it, how much more may I go after lost souls, and follow them in all their wanderings, until I can rescue them The going after the sheep is a part of the parable which our Lord meant them to observe. The shepherd pursues a route which he would never think of pursuing if it were only for his own pleasure. His way is not selected for his own ends, but for the sake of the stray sheep. He takes a track uphill and down dale, far into a desert, or into some dark wood, simply because the sheep has gone that way, and he must follow it until he finds it. Our Lord Jesus Christ, as a matter of taste and pleasure, would never have been found among the publicans and sinners, or among any of our guilty race, if he had consulted his own ease and comfort He would have consorted only with pure and holy angels and the Great Father above, but he was not thinking of himself. His heart was set upon the lost ones, and therefore he went where the lost sheep were. For the Son of Man is come to seek and to save that which was lost. The more steadily you look at this parable, the more clearly you will see that our Lord's answer was complete. We need not this morning regard it exclusively as an answer to the Pharisees, but we may look at it as an instruction to ourselves, for it is quite as complete in that direction. May the Good Spirit instruct us as we muse upon it. in the first place, I call attention to this observation. The one subject of thought to the man who had lost his sheep. This sets forth to us the one thought of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Good Shepherd, when he sees a man lost to holiness and happiness by wandering into sin. The shepherd, on looking over his little flock of 100, can only count 99. He counts them again, and he notices that a certain one has gone. It may be a white-faced sheep with a black mark on its foot. He knows all about it, for the Lord knows them that are his. The shepherd has a photograph of the wanderer in his mind's eye, and now he thinks but little of the 99 who are feeding in the pasture of the wilderness. But his mind is infirment about the one lost sheep This one idea possesses him. A sheep is lost. This agitates his mind more and more. A sheep is lost. It masters his every faculty. He cannot eat bread. He cannot return to his home. He cannot rest while one sheep is lost. To a tender heart, A lost sheep is a painful subject of thought. It is a sheep, and therefore utterly defenseless, now that it has left its defender. If the wolf should spy it out, or the lion or the bear should come across its track, it would be torn in pieces in an instant. Thus the shepherd asked his heart the question, what will become of my sheep? Perhaps at this very moment a lion may be ready to spring upon it, and if so, it cannot help itself. A sheep is not prepared for fight, or even flight, it has not the swiftness of its enemy. That makes its compassionate owner the sadder as he thinks again. A sheep is lost. It is in great danger of cruel death. A sheep is of all creatures the most senseless. If we have a lost dog, it may find its way home again. Possibly a horse might return to its master's stable, but a sheep will wander on and on, lost in endless mazes. It is too foolish a thing to think of returning to the place of safety. A lost sheep is lost indeed in countries where lands lie enclosed and the plains are boundless. That fact still seems to ring in the man's soul. A sheep is lost, and it will not return, for it is a foolish thing. Where may it not have gone by this time? weary and worn. It may be fainting. It may be far away from green pastures and be ready to perish with hunger among the bare rocks or upon the arid sand. A sheep is shiftless. It knows nothing about providing for itself. The camel can scent water from afar and a vulture can spy its food from an enormous distance, but the sheep can find nothing for itself. Of all wretched creatures, a lost sheep is one of the worst. If anyone had stepped up to the shepherd just then and said, Good sir, why ails you? You seem in great concern. He would have replied, And well I may be, for a sheep is lost. It is only one, sir, and I see you have ninety-nine left. Do you call it nothing to lose one? You are no shepherd yourself, or you would not trifle so. Why, I seem to forget these ninety-nine, that they are all safe, and my mind only remembers that one which is lost. What is it which makes the great shepherd lay so much to his heart the loss of one of his flock? What is it that makes him agitated as he reflects upon the supposition, if he loses one of them? I think it is first, because of his property in it. The parable does not so much speak of a hired shepherd, but of a shepherd proprietor. What man of you having a hundred sheep, if he lose one of them? Jesus, in another place, speaks of the hireling, whose own the sheep are not, and therefore he flees when the wolf comes. It is the shepherd proprietor who lays down his life for the sheep. It is not a sheep alone and a lost sheep, but it is one of his own lost sheep that this man cares for. This parable is not written about lost humanity in the bulk. It may be so used if you please. But in its first sense it is written about Christ's own sheep, as also is the second parable concerning the woman's own money, and the third not concerning any prodigal youth, but the father's own son. Jesus has his own sheep, and some of them are lost. Yes, they were all once in the same condition. For all we like sheep have gone astray. We have turned everyone to his own way. The parable refers to the unconverted. whom Jesus has redeemed with his most precious blood, and whom he has undertaken to seek and to save. These are those other sheep whom he also must bring in. For thus says the Lord God, behold, I, even I, will both search my sheep and seek them out. As a shepherd seeks out his flock in the day that he is among his sheep that are scattered, so will I seek out my sheep and will deliver them out of all places where they have been scattered in the cloudy and dark day. The sheep of Christ are his long before they know it, his even when they wander. And when they are brought into the fold by the effectual working of His grace, they become manifestly what they were in covenant from of old. The sheep are Christ's first, because He chose them from before the foundations of the world. You have not chosen me, but I have chosen you. They are His next, because the Father gave them to Him. how he dwells upon that fact in his great prayer in John 17. Yours they were, and you gave them to me. Father, I will that they also, whom you have given me, be with me where I am. We are the Lord's own flock. Furthermore, by his purchase of us, he says, I lay down my life for the sheep. It is nearly 19 centuries ago since he paid the ransom price and bought us to be his own, and we shall be his, for that purchase money was not paid in vain. And so the Savior looks upon his hands and sees the marks of his purchase. He looks upon his side and sees the token of the effectual redemption of his own elect unto himself by the pouring out of his own heart's blood before the living God. This thought therefore presses upon him. One of my sheep is lost. It is a wonderful supposition, that which is contained in this parable. If he loses one of them, what? Lose one whom he loved before the earth was? It may wander for a time, but he will not have it lost forever. That he cannot bear. What, lose one whom his father gave him to be his own? Lose one whom he has bought with his own life? He will not endure the thought. That word, if he loses one of them, sets his soul on fire. It shall not be. You know how much the Lord has valued each one of his chosen. laying down his life for his redemption. You know how dearly he loves every one of his people. It is no new passion with him, neither can it grow old. He has loved his own and must love them to the end. From eternity that love has endured already and it must continue throughout the ages for he changes not. Will he lose one of those so dearly loved? Never, never. He has eternal possession of them by a covenant of salt wherein the Father has given them to him. This it is which in great measure stirs his soul so that he thinks of nothing but this fact. One of my sheep is lost. Secondly, He has yet another reason for this all-absorbing thought, namely, his great compassion for his lost sheep. The wandering of a soul causes Jesus deep sorrow. He cannot bear the thought of its perishing. Such is the love and tenderness of his heart that he cannot bear that one of his own should be in jeopardy. He cannot take no rest as long as the soul for whom he shed his blood still abides under the dominion of Satan and under the power of sin. Therefore, the great shepherd neither night nor day forgets his sheep. He must save His flock, and He is straightened till it is accomplished. He has a deep sympathy with each stray heart. He knows the sorrow that sin brings, the deep pollution, and the terrible wounding that comes of transgression. Even at the time, and the sore heart, and the broken spirit that will come of it before long, And so the sympathetic Savior grieves over each lost sheep, for He knows the misery which lies in the fact of being lost. If you have ever been in a house with a mother and father, and daughters and sons. When a little child has been lost, you will never forget the agitation of each member of the household. See the father as he goes to the police station and calls at every likely house, for he must find his child or break his heart. See the deep oppression and bitter anguish of the mother. She is like one distracted till she has news of her darling. You now begin to understand what Jesus feels for one whom he loves. Who is engraved on the palms of his hands, which he looked upon in the glass of his foreknowledge, when he was bleeding his life away upon the tree, he has no rest in his spirit till his beloved is found. He has compassion like a God, and that does transcend all the compassion of parents or of brothers, the compassion of an infinite heart brimming over with an ocean of love. This one thought moves the pity of the Lord, if he loses one of them. Moreover, the man in the parable had a third relation to the sheep. which made him possessed with the one thought of its being lost. He was a shepherd to it. It was his own sheep, and he had therefore that very reason become its shepherd. And he says to himself, if I lose one of them, my shepherd work will be ill done. What dishonor it would be to a shepherd to lose one of his sheep. Either it must be for lack of power to keep it, or lack of will, or lack of watchfulness, but none of these can appertain to the chief shepherd. Our Lord Jesus Christ will never have it said of him that he has lost one of his people, for he glories in having preserved them all. While I was with them in the world, I kept them in your name. Those that you gave me, I have kept, and none of them is lost but the son of perdition that the scripture might be fulfilled. The devil shall never say that Jesus suffered one whom his father gave him to perish. His work of love cannot in any degree become a failure. his death in vain? No, not in a jot or tittle. I can't imagine, if it were possible, that the Son of God should live in vain. But to die in vain? It shall never be The purpose that he meant to achieve by his passion and death, he shall achieve. For he is the eternal, the infinite, the omnipotent. And who shall stay his hand or baffle his design? He will not have it. If he loses one of them, says the passage, imagine the consequences. What scorn would come from Satan? What derision would he pour upon the shepherd? How hell would ring with the news. He has lost one of them. Suppose it to be the feeblest, then they would cry. He could keep them strong. Who could keep themselves? Suppose it to be the strongest, then they would cry. He could not keep one of the mightiest of them. but must necessarily let him perish. This is good argument. For Moses pleaded with God, what will the Egyptians say? It is not the will of your father, which is in heaven, that one of these little ones shall perish. Neither is it for the glory of Christ that one of his own sheep should be eternally lost. You see, the reason for the Lord's heart being filled with one burning thought, for first the sheep is his own. Next, he is full of compassion. And then again, it is his office to shepherd the flock. All this while the sheep is not thinking about the shepherd or caring for him in the least degree. Some of you are not thinking at all about the Lord Jesus. You have no wish. nor will to seek after him? What, folly? Oh, the pity of it, that the great heart above should be yearning over you today, and should fall to rest because you are in peril, and you who will be the greater loser, for you will lose your own soul, are sporting with sin and making yourself merry with destruction. Ah, me! how far you have wandered, how hopeless your case would be if there was not an almighty shepherd to think about you. Now we come to the second point. and observe the one object of search. This sheep lies on the shepherd's heart and he must at once set out to look for it. He leaves the 99 in the wilderness and goes after that which is lost until he finds it. Observe here that it is a definite search. The shepherd goes after the sheep and after nothing else. And he has the one particular sheep in his eye. I should have imagined, from the way in which I have seen this text handled, that Christ, the shepherd, went down into the wilderness to catch anybody's sheep he could find. Many were running about, and he did not own any of them more than another, but was content to pick up the one that he could first lay hold upon, or rather that which first came running after him. Not so is the case depicted in the parable. It is his own sheep that he is seeking, and he goes distinctly after that one. It is his sheep which was lost, a well-known sheep, well-known not only to himself, but even to his friends and neighbors, for he speaks to them as if it were perfectly understood which sheep it was that he went to save. Jesus knows all about his redeemed, and he goes definitively after such and such a soul. When I am preaching in the name of the Lord, I delight to think that I am sent to individuals with a message of mercy. I am not going to draw the bow at a venture at all. But when the divine hands are put on mine to draw the bow, the Lord takes such aim that no arrow misses its mark into the very center of the heart. The word finds its way for Jesus goes not forth at a perhaps in his dealings with men. He subdues the will. and conquers the heart, making his people willing in the day of his power. He calls individuals and they come. He says, Mary. And the response is, Rabboni. I say, the man in the parable sought out a distinct individual and rested not till he found it. And so does the Lord Jesus in the movements of his love go forth at no uncertainty. He does not grope about to catch whom he may, as if he played at a blind man's bluff with salvation. But he seeks and saves the one out of his own sheep which he has his eye upon in its wanderings. Jesus knows what it means to do, and he will perform it to the glory of the Father. that this is an all-absorbing search. He is thinking of nothing but his own lost sheep. The 99 are left in safety, but they are left. When we read that he leaves them in the wilderness, we are apt to think of some barren place. But that is not intended. It simply means the open pasture, the steppe, the prairie. He leaves them well provided for. leaves them because he can leave them. For the time being, he is carried away with one thought that he must seek and save the lost one. And therefore he leaves the 99 in their pasture. Shepherd, the way is very rocky. He does not seem to know what the way is. His heart is with his lost sheep. Shepard, it is a heavy climb up yonder mountainside. He does not note his toil. His excitement lends him the feet of the wild goat. He stands securely where at other times his foot would slip. He looks around for his sheep and seems to see neither crag nor chasm. Shepard, it is a terrible path by which you must descend into yonder gloomy valley. It is not terrible to him. His only terror is lest his sheep should perish. He is taken up with that one fear and nothing else. He leaps into danger and escapes it by the one strong impulse which bears him on. It is grand to think of the Lord Jesus Christ with his heart set immovably upon the rescue of a soul which at this moment is lost to him. It is an active search, too, for observe. He goes after that which is lost until he find it. And he does with a personal search. He does not say to one of his underlings, here, hasten after that sheep which was lost and bring it home. No, he follows it himself. And if ever there is a soul brought from sin to grace, it is not by us poor ministers working alone, but it is by the master himself who goes after his own sheep. It is glorious to think of him still personally tracking sinners who, though they fly from him with a desperateness of folly, yet are still pursued by him, pursued by the Son of God, by the eternal lover of men, pursued by him until he finds them. For notice the perseverance of the search, until he finds it. He does not stop till he has done the deed. You and I ought to seek after a soul. How long? Why, until we find it. For such is the model set before us by the Master. The parable says nothing about his not finding it. No hint of failure is given. We dream not that there may be a sheep belonging to him which he will never find. Oh brethren, there are a great many that you and I would never find. But when Jesus is after his own lost sheep, depend on it, such is his skill. So clearly does he see, and so effectually does he intervene, that he will surely bring them in. A defeated Christ I cannot conceive of. It is a personal search, a persevering search, and a successful search until he finds it. Let us praise and bless his name for this. Observe that when the shepherd does find it, there is a little touch in the parable not often noticed. He does not appear to put it back into the fold again. I mean, we do not find it so written, as a fact to be noted. I suppose he did so, place it ultimately, but for a time, being he keeps it with himself rather than with its fellows. The next scene is the shepherd at home saying, Rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep, which was lost. It looks as if Jesus did not save a soul so much to the church as to himself. And though the saved are in the flock, the greatest joy of all is that the sheep is with the shepherd. This shows you how thoroughly Christ lays himself out that he may save his people. There is nothing in Christ that does not tend towards the salvation of his redeemed. There are no pullbacks with him, no half consecrated influences which make him linger. In pursuit of certain objects, we lay out a portion of our faculties, but Jesus lays out all His powers upon the seeking and saving of souls. The whole Christ seeks after each sinner, and when the Lord finds it, He gives Himself to that one soul as if He had put that one soul to bless. how my heart admires the concentration of all the Godhead and manhood of Christ in his search after each sheep of his flock. Now, we must pass on briefly to notice a third point. We have had one subject of thought and one object of search. Now we have one burden of love. When the seeking is ended, then the saving appears. When he has found it, he lays it on his shoulders, rejoicing. Splendid action, this! How beautifully the parable sets forth the whole of salvation. Some of the old writers delight to put it thus. In his incarnation, He came after the lost sheep. In His life, He continued to seek it. In His death, He laid it upon His shoulders. In His resurrection, He bore it on His way. And in His ascension, He brought it home rejoicing. Our Lord's career is a course of soul winning, a life laid out for His people. And in it, you may trace the whole process of salvation. But now, see, the shepherd finds the sheep, and he lays it on his shoulders. It is an uplifting action, raising the fallen one from earth whereon it has strayed. It is as though he took the sheep just as it was, without a word of rebuke, without a delay or hesitancy, and lifted it out of the sloth or the briars into a place of safety. Do you not remember when the Lord lifted you up from the horrible pit, when he sent you from above, delivered you, and became your strength? I shall never forget that day. What a wonderful lift it was for me when the great shepherd lifted me into newness of life. The Lord said of Israel, I bear you on eagle's wings, but it is a dearer emblem still to be born upon the shoulders of the incarnate Lord. This laying on the shoulders was an appropriating act. He seemed to say, you are my sheep, and therefore I lay you on my shoulders. I did not make his claim in so many words. but by a rapid action he declared it. For a man does not bear away a sheep to which he has no right. This was not a sheep-stealer, but a shepherd-proprietor. He holds fast the sheep by all four of its legs, so that it cannot stir. And then he lays it on his shoulders, for it is all his own now. He seems to say, I am a long way from home and I am in a weary desert, but I have found my sheep and these hands shall hold it. Here are our Lord's own words. I give unto my sheep eternal life and they shall never perish. Neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand. Hands of such might as those of Jesus will hold fast the found one. Shoulders of such power as those of Jesus will safely bear the found one home. It is all well with that sheep. For it is positively and experientially the Good Shepherd's own, just as it always had been. It always had been His in the eternal purpose of the Father. Do you remember when Jesus said unto you, you are mine? Then I know you also appropriated Him. and began to sing, so I my best beloved's am, and he is mine. More condescending still is another view of this act. It was a deed of service to the sheep. The sheep is uppermost. The weight of the sheep is upon the shepherd. The sheep rides. The shepherd is the burden bearer. The sheep rests. The shepherd labors. "'I am among you as he that serves,' said our Lord long ago, being found in fashion as a man. He humbled himself and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross. On that cross he bore the burden of our sin, and what is more, the burden of our very selves. Blessed be His name. The Lord has laid on Him the iniquity of us all, and He has laid us on Him too, and He bears us. Remember that choice scripture. In His love and in His pity, He redeemed them. And He bore them, and He carried them all the days of old. So melting thought, the Son of God became subservient to the sons of man. The Maker of heaven and earth bowed His shoulders to bear the weight of sinners. It was a rest-giving act, very likely necessary to the sheep, which could go no further, and was faint and weary. It was a full rest to the poor creature, if it could have understood it, to feel itself upon its shepherd's shoulders, irresistibly carried back to safety. What a rest it is to you and to me to know that we are born along by the eternal power and Godhead of the Lord Jesus Christ. The beloved of the Lord shall dwell in safety by him, and he shall dwell between his shoulders. The Christ bears us up today. We have no need of strength, Our weakness is no impediment, for He bears us. Has not the Lord said, I have made and I will bear, even I will carry and will deliver you? We shall not even stumble, much less fall to ruin. The shepherd's feet shall traverse the entire road in safety. No portion of the way back should cause us fear. for he is able to bear us even to his home above. What sweet word is that in Deuteronomy? The Lord your God bore you as a man does bear his son in all the way that you went until you came into this place. Blessed rest of faith to give yourselves up entirely to those hands and shoulders to keep and carry you even to the end. Let us bless and praise the Lord. The shepherd is consecrated to his burden. He bears nothing on his shoulders but his sheep, and the Lord Jesus seems to bear no burden but that of his people. He lays out His omnipotence to save His chosen. Having redeemed them first with price of blood, He redeems them still with all His power. And they shall be mine, says the Lord, in that day when I make up my jewels. Oh, the glorious grace of our unfailing Savior, who consecrates Himself to our salvation, and consecrates upon that object all that he has and is. We close by noticing one more matter, which is the one source of joy. This man who had lost his sheep is filled with joy, but his sheep is the sole source of it. His sheep has so taken up all his thought and so commanded all his faculties that as he found his care centered upon it, so he now finds all his joy flowing from it. I invite you to notice the first mention of joy we get here. When he has found it, he lays it on his shoulders, rejoicing. That is a great load for you, Shepherd. Joyfully, he answers, I am glad to have it on my shoulders. The mother does not say when she has found her lost child, this is a heavy load. No, she presses it to her bosom. She does not mind how heavy it is. It is a dear burden to her. She is rejoiced to bear it once again. He lays it on his shoulders, rejoicing. Remember that text, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame. A great sorrow was on Christ when our load was laid on him, but a greater joy flashed into his mind when he thought that we were thus recovered from our lost estate. He said to himself, I have taken them up upon my shoulders, and none can hurt them now, neither can they wander to destruction. I am bearing their sin, and they shall never come into condemnation. The penalty of their guilt has been laid on me, that it may never be laid on them. I am an effectual, an efficient substitute for them. I am bearing that they may never bear my Father's righteous ire. His love to them made it a joy to feel every lash of the scourge of justice. His love to them made it a delight, that the nails should pierce His hands and feet, and that His heart should be broken with the absence of His Father, God, even Eloi Eloi Lama Sabachthani, when the depths of its woe have been sounded, will be found to have pearls of joy in its caverns. No shout of triumph can equal that cry of grief, because our Lord rejoiced to bear even the forsaking of His Father for the sin of His chosen, whom He had loved from before the foundation of the world. Oh, you cannot understand it, except in a very feeble measure. Let us try to find an earthly miniature likeness. A son is taken ill, far away from home. He is laid sick with a fever, and a telegram is sent home. His mother says she must go and nurse him. She is wretched till she can set out upon the journey. It is a dreary place where her boy lies. But for the moment, it is the dearest spot on earth to her. She joys to leave the comforts of her home, to tarry among strangers for the love of her boy. She feels an intense joy of sacrificing herself. She refuses to retire from the bedside. She will not leave her charge. She watches day and night, and only from her utter exhaustion does she fall asleep. You could not have kept her in England. She would have been too wretched. It was a great, deep, solemn pleasure for her to be where she could minister to her own beloved. soul. Remember you have given Jesus great joy in his saving you. He was forever with the Father, eternally happy, infinitely glorious as God over all, but yet he must necessarily come here out of boundless love. take upon himself our nature and suffer in our stead to bring us back to holiness and God. He lays it on his shoulders rejoicing That day the shepherd knew but one joy. He found his sheep, and the very pressure of it upon his shoulders made his heart light, for he knew by that sign that the object of his care was safe beyond all question. Now he goes home with it. And this joy of his was then so great that it filled his soul to overflowing. The parable speaks nothing as to his joy in getting home again, nor a word concerning the joy of being saluted by his friends and neighbors. No, the joy of having found his sheep eclipsed all other gladness of heart and dimmed the light of home and friendship. He turns round to friends and neighbors and entreats them to help him to bear the weight of his happiness. He cries, rejoice with me for I have found my sheep which was lost. One sinner had repented and all heaven must make holiday concerning it. Oh, brethren, there is enough joy in the heart of Christ over his saved ones to flood all heaven with delight. The streets of paradise run knee deep with the heavenly waters of the Savior's joy. They flow out of the very soul of Christ. The angels and glorified spirits bathe in the mighty stream. Let us do the same. We are friends if we are not neighbors. He calls us today to come and bring our hearts like empty vessels, that he may fill them with his own joy, that our joy may be full. Those of us who are saved must enter into the joy of our Lord. When I was trying to think over this text, I rejoiced with my Lord in the bringing in of each one of his sheep, for each one makes heaven full of joy. But oh, to see all the redeemed brought in. Jesus would have no joy if he should lose one. It would seem to him to spoil it all. If the purpose of mercy were frustrated in any one instance, it is a dreary defeat of the great Savior. But His purpose shall be carried out in every instance. He shall see the travail of his soul and shall be satisfied. He shall not fail nor be discouraged. He shall carry out the will of the father. He shall have the full reward of his passion. Let us joy and rejoice with him this morning. But the text tells us there was more joy over that one lost sheep than over the ninety-nine that went not astray. Who are these just persons that need no repentance? You can never explain a parable so as to make it run on four legs if it was only meant to go on two. There may not be such persons at all, and yet the parable may be strictly accurate. If all of us had been such persons and had never needed repentance, we would not have given as much joy to the heart of Christ as one sinner does when he repents. But suppose it to mean that you and I, who have long ago repented, who have in a certain sense now no need of repentance, because we are justified men and women, we do not need give so much joy to the heart of God for the time being as a sinner does when he first returns unto God. It is not that it is a good thing to go astray, or a bad thing to be kept from it. You understand how that is. There are seven children in a family, and six of them are well, but one dear child is taken seriously ill, and is brought near to the gates of death. It has recovered. Its life is spared. And do you wonder that for the time being, it gives more joy to the household than all the healthy ones? There is a great deal more expressed delight about it than over all those that have not been ill at all. This does not show it as a good thing to be ill. No, nothing of the kind. We are only speaking of the joy which comes of recovery from sickness. Take another case. You have a son who has been long away in a far country, and another son at home. You love them both equally, but when the absent son comes home, he is for a season, most upon your thoughts. Is it not natural that it should be so? Those at home give us joy constantly from day to day, but when the stream of joy has been damned back by his absence, it pours down in a flood upon his return. Then we have high days, and holy days, and bonfire nights, There are special circumstances about repentance and conversion which produce joy over a restored wanderer. There was a preceding sorrow, and this sets off the joy by contrast. The shepherd was so touched by compassion for the lost sheep, that now his sorrow is inevitably turned into joy. He suffered a dreadful suspense, and that is a killing thing. It is like an acid eating into the soul. That suspense which makes one ask, where is the sheep? Where can it be is a piercing of the heart. All those weary hours of searching and seeking and following are painfully wearing to the heart. You feel as if you would almost sooner know that you never would find it than be in that doubtful state of mind. That suspense, when it is ended, naturally brings with it a sweet liberty of joy. Moreover, You know that the joy over penitence is so unselfish that you would have been kept by the grace of God for many years. Do not grieve that there should be more joy over a repenting sinner than over you. know, you say to yourself, there is a good cause. I am myself among those who are glad. You remember that good men made great rejoicing over you when you first came to Jesus, and you heartily unite with them in welcoming newcomers. You will not act the elder brother, and say, I will not share the joy of my father? Not a bit of it. But you will enter heartily into the music and dancing, and count it your heaven to see souls saved from hell. I feel a sudden flush and flood of delight when I meet with a poor creature that once lay at hell's dark door. But it is now brought to the gate of heaven. Do not you? The one thing I want to leave with you is how our gracious Lord seems to give himself up to his own redeemed. How entirely and perfectly every thought of his heart, every action of his power goes toward the needy, guilty, lost soul. He suspends his all to bring back his banished. Poor souls who believe in him have his whole strength engaged on their behalf. Blessed be His name. Now let all our hearts go forth in love towards Him who gave all His heart to work our redemption. Let us love him. We cannot love him as he loved us as to measure, but let us do so in like manner. Let us love him with all our love and soul. Let us feel as if we saw nothing, knew nothing, loved nothing, but Jesus crucified. As we filled all his heart, let him fill all our hearts. Oh, poor sinner here today. Will you not yield to the good shepherd? Will you not stand still as he draws near? Will you not submit to his mighty grace? Know that your rescue from sin and death must be of him and of him alone. Breathe a prayer to him. Come, Lord, I wait for your salvation. Save me, for I trust in you. If you do thus pray, You have the mark upon you of Christ's sheep, for he says, my sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. Come to him, for he comes to you. Look to him, for he looks to you.