In this sermon, the preacher emphasizes the amazing and incomprehensible love of God. He urges sinners to listen to the message of the cross and find forgiveness and salvation in the blood of Jesus. The preacher prays for those who do not know Jesus to turn to Him and seek salvation. He highlights the immense suffering and agony that Jesus endured on the cross, emphasizing that His love was demonstrated through His willingness to bear the punishment for our sins. The preacher also refutes the idea that salvation is conditional, asserting that Jesus died for those who put their trust in Him, and that there is a great number of people who will be saved according to the book of Revelation.

Pick up the authorized version of the scriptures you'll find in front of you in the pew, and let us turn to that great portion, the fifty-third chapter of Isaiah's prophecy. Isaiah's prophecy at the chapter fifty-three. Who hath believed our report? And to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed? For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground. He hath no form nor comeliness. And when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we desire him. He is despised and rejected of men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief. And we hid as it were our faces from him. He was despised and we esteemed him not. Surely he hath borne our griefs and carried our sorrows. Yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God. But he was wounded for our transgressions. He was bruised for our iniquities. The chastisement of our peace was upon him. And with his stripes we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray. We have turned every one to his own way. And the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all. He was oppressed and he was afflicted. Yet he opened not his mouth. He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter. And as a sheep before her shearers is dumb. So he opened not his mouth. He was taken from prison and from judgment. And who shall declare his generation? For he was cut off out of the land of the living. For the transgression of my people was he stricken. And he made his grave with the wicked and with the rich in his death. Because he had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth. Yet it pleased the Lord to bruise him. He hath put him to grief. When thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin. He shall see his seed. He shall prolong his days. And the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper in his hand. He shall see of the trivial of his soul and shall be satisfied. By his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many. For he shall bear their iniquities. Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great. And he shall divide the spoil with the straw. Because he hath poured out his soul unto death. And he was numbered with the transgressors. And he bare the sin of many and made intercession for. Amen. And God will bless the reading of his holy word. And seed it with the divine seal of his divine blessing. Let us pray. I take the promised Holy Ghost. The blessed power of Pentecost. To fill me to the uttermost. I take. Thank God he undertakes. And the people of God sent. Amen. You may be seated. I want to speak tonight. Upon a subject that I have called. The arms of love. Which embrace the two eternities. The arms of love. That embrace the two eternities. Too often the gospel can be mingled with law. And while the law of God is important. And must be emphasized. The law of God is a doctrine of fear. Except we know the love of God. That passeth knowledge and all understanding. Men and women. Sinners by birth and by their own inward pollution. Tremble and ought to tremble at the law of God. But when a sinner is embraced by the love of God. The terror ceases. The unrest ceases. The tribulations finish. And we are in the peace of God. That passeth knowledge and all understanding. There is only one verse in the Bible. That talks of the great love of Christ. I am not going to tell you where you will find it. You just read the Bible and keep reading until you find it. But there is some wonderful expression in the Bible about God's love. As I was preparing this message. I prayed and I said, oh that on Sunday night. Some man may come in to feel the pressure of the arms of love. That embrace the two eternally. Oh that some soul might see this love of God. That passeth knowledge and all understanding. The Bible has much to say of the precious love of the Lord Jesus. It is great love. It is greater love. It is first love. It is God so loved the world. That he gave his only begotten son. It is commended love. It is constraining love. It is surpassing love. Passeth knowledge and all understanding. It is perfect love. And it is a love that multiplies. And yet never ever is diminished. The love of Christ. When I speak about this great love. I speak about it as great in its agelessness. This love never had a birthday. This love never began. This love never was born. This love is as eternal as the heartbeat of God himself. It is part of the nature and character of God the Father. It is part of the nature and character of God the Son. It is part of the nature and character of God the Holy Ghost. God is love. We need to get that into our hearts. Here is a love that never commences. And it is a love that will never conclude. It is a love that never started with a beginning. And it is a love that will never end in conclusion. It is the first love. The first love. He first loved me. You will never get to the end of the alphabet of God's love. You are still in letter A. And ten billion years from tonight, when you and I have enjoyed the wonders of heaven and the glories of the city that lies four square, you will still be in letter A. The love of God cannot be surpassed. It is great in its agelessness. I was thinking today of that wonderful day when Christ left the heavens of heaven and came down to this old sin-sodden world. And when He left, He did not leave His love behind. He brought all His love with Him. It takes the whole love of God to save you. We are not saved by particles or pieces, as if God cut up His love and put it in pieces and said, here is a bit for Ian Paisley, here is a bit for someone else. It is the whole love of God. Can it be broken? Can it be of any dimension? It stays as it was. Can it be out of tune or taken from? It is the whole love of God that is ageless. And when God loved you, He loved you with all His love. He did not hold back anything. He gave it all. The greatest all that He could give was His own blessed Son. He gave Him God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son. He had only one only begotten Son. And He gave all of His Son, the personification of His love. Oh, the love that drew salvation's plan. Oh, the grace that brought it down to man. Oh, the mighty God that God did spare. You would not have been spared except God had given all His love. Center in this meeting. God loves you with a great love for it is an ageless love. He loves you with a great love because of its wonder. And its wonder is wonderful indeed. God's love is a pamphlet. It is a cover. It is a guardianship. It is that which unites those that are lost to a Savior when He takes them in the aegis of His love. They can never be lost. No sinner in the hand of Jesus. He said, I give unto them eternal life and they shall never perish. Neither shall any man pluck them out of My hand. Well, you think you've been safe enough in His hand. But the Lord does all things doubly. Christ goes on to say that they are not only in My hand, but they are in My Father's. This love has within it the grip of Christ's hand. But it has in it the grip of God's hand. And what's more, He has written our names on the palms. Does God love me? I open the hand of Jesus and I see My name in the palms of His hand. And I can say in the wonder of it, My name from the palms of His hands eternity will not erase. Impressed in His hands it remains in marks of indelible grace. A man told me one day that Jesus only saved us conditionally and that we could be all lost at the end of the day. I said, you are a fool. He said, don't say that to me. But I said, that's what you are. I'm telling you the truth. You are a fool. Do you want to know how many people Jesus saved? Go to the book of Revelation and you will find there a great number which no man can number. They can bring as many laptops as they like but they will never find that number. No sir, for whom did Jesus die? He died for those that put their trust in Him. How many are there? There is a great number which no man can number. The aegis of the Savior's love brings them all in. When I was a boy I heard the great captain from Dublin, Captain Reginald Wallace and he came and had meetings in my dad's church and he taught us a little hymn. I am included. I am included. When the Lord said whosoever, He included me. And thank God I can say in this pulpit tonight I am included. It does not matter what anybody says about me. The Lord says He is included. He is in the palm of my hand. I will bring Him to heaven and I will show the angels what God did in His heart by my grace and by the cleansing of my blood. A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Jesus. What a wonderful Savior. Great love in its aegis. Great love in its aegis. But it is great love in its absoluteness. God is one. It is the undivided Trinity. Because God is absolute, then His love is one great absolute. A being is absolutely perfect when it is incapable of the least accession or diminution. Now such a being as God, a none but God, is absolute. The sun, when it shines, gets nothing by shining on the moon or shining on the stars. The sun does not darken because it gives light every day. It is still giving its light. It is the absolute in the heavens, the sun. And even alone the whole world shares its heat. And the depths of the seas get its heat right down to the very last piece of underwater growth. They all feel the effect of the sun. But it is undiminished. It will still burn you today as it burned people in the past. It is unchanging and unchangeable. It is God's absolute in the heavens. But when I get beyond the starry heavens and the heaven of the sun and I go in through the pearly gates and I stand before the holy throne of the everlasting God, I stand in the presence of a God who is absolute. He cannot be diminished. He gives, He gives, He gives. He loves, He loves, He loves. No diminishing of His love. His heart is just as warm for me tonight as it was the day He saved me. Just as warm for me tonight as the day He sent His Son from heaven to a cruel cross to save me. Just as warm tonight as it was when He put the Lord's back to the smiter and His cheek to those that plucked off the hairs and withheld not His well-beloved Son from shame and spitting. The love of God is absolute. It never diminishes. It is never added to. It is the same yesterday. It is the same today. Hallelujah. And it is the same forever. This is the love of God that is in this gospel. Jesus' love. Precious love. Boundless. Pure. Free. Like a mighty ocean rolling over sinners and washing them and making them white in the blood. It is not only great love in its agelessness and in its aegis and in its absoluteness but it is great love in its anticipation. Christ knew when He left heaven what He was coming for. He knew the awful and terrible pains He would have to suffer. He knew the pangs that He would have to endure. He knew the cruel bodily sufferings, the cruel sufferings of His mind, the cruel sufferings of His heart, the cruel suffering of He who was God and man, the man Christ. There is a great preacher in Canada called T.T. Shields. He was called the Spurgeon of Canada. And I suppose he was the nearest thing to what Spurgeon was. A tremendous preacher. I had the pleasure on occasions to preach in his pulpit. I had the pleasure of running a great campaign in his church. Many of the converts of that campaign became foundation members of the Toronto Free Presbyterian Church from the start of our work. But he preached a great sermon. On that subject, is there any sorrow likened? And he said this, we must discern between the sorrows that afflict the human soul. The child has sorrows, but they're only children's sorrows. The tears they shed are real tears. The little human heart in the bosom of a child, of a baby, breaks with pain. But that pain can soon be alleviated and removed. It's only the sorrow of a child. But then he said, there's the sorrow of a man. That's a different sorrow. That man has gone down into the path of sorrow. And the sting of sorrow has touched the quick of his life. And he's down there and his tears are entirely different from the tears of a child. They're deep. They press the soul. They wash like the rivers of a mighty flood over the man's inward person and over all his living. The sorrow of a man. But then he said, I walk up a hill called Calvary. I stand under an old rugged cross. I hear the cry of Christ. My God! My God! Why hast Thou forsaken me? Not the sorrow. Nor the sorrow of any human being. That's the sorrow of the God. Jesus Christ knew that that was before Him. He knew His head would not wear a golden dowry or a diamond crown. No, His head would be crowned with cruel thorns. He knew that. He knew that His face would have every hair torn by cruel hands from off it. And still His skin was ripped. And He was marred more than any man in His form. Jesus knew that every bone would be out of joint. He knew that His whole body would be ragged and torn and broken. He knew that He was going down into the depths of eternal damnation to release us from the doom of the damned and the curse of a law that's pure. But we had broken it. He knew it all. But He didn't stop at the door of heaven. He didn't say, Father, I can't go. He said, I delight to do Thy will. And, O Father, I'll wear that crown though it tears my brow. I'll carry that load though it breaks my heart. I'll go down into the depths and I'll do it not reluctantly. I'll do it with zeal. The zeal of Thy house hath eaten me up. And He came. Praise God, He came. And although He knew it was all before Him, darkness and despair and misery and rejection and hate and spittles and torture and torment and sufferings and bleeding and death at the end of Him who was life. But He paid it all, all to Him I owe. And so it left an awful stain. He washed it white as snow. This love is great in its anticipation. But it is also great in its agony. I wish tonight I had the vocabulary. I wish tonight I had some ability to talk to you of the sufferings that Jesus endured through love for you and me upon the cross of shame. The baptism of Christ's suffering was not like a dew or a mist which only wets the surface of the ground. But it was like a great, pouring, soaking flood which descends and overcomes the man and all his life. There was pain enough in every single part of Christ's body to spread in lesser proportions over the whole man. It was not so. Every part of Christ's body had to taste the fullness of pain. There wasn't one part of Christ's body that didn't receive the same baptism of suffering that any other part had. His hands, His feet, His side, His brow, His head, His back, yes, but every particle of flesh on His feet, on His legs, on His knees, on His thighs, on His bosom, on His back, every one of them was filled with suffering. Not one part of Christ's body escaped the pain or the anguish. He suffered the depths of suffering. He suffered the heights of suffering's pain. There was nothing to mitigate or dilute that cup that He was drinking. Every drop of that cup was filled with the wrath of God. Wrath that will burn the mortal souls who have no Christ, no blood upon them for all eternity. And when I have been ten billion years in God's glory down in hell, the damned will still be crying down in hell. Cain will still be moaning, my punishment is greater than I can bear. Eternal torment cannot be diluted. Jesus paid it all. Oh, the bitter sorrow that He bore and the crown of thorns He wore that I might live forevermore is more than tongue can tell. All the force, all the activity, all the stings, all the fierceness of that agony were drained, distilled, and poured into every part of Christ's body, soul, and spirit until He was not recognizable as a human being. You say, how do you know that? If you looked in Christ you couldn't have recognized Him. He was unrecognizable as He went down into the depths. All the force, all the activity of God's wrath were poured out upon Christ. There was something far sharper than the vinegar they wanted Him to drink. Far more bitter than the gall they pressed to His lips. It was that dark draught of our punishment for sin that He had to drink to the dregs with unshaken hand. The determination that only God could have. And with all the almighty power that was vested in Him who was the Word of God from all eternity, He endured as seeing Him who was invisible. And at the end of the day, not with His head on His breast, but with His head lifted up, He shouted, Finish! Finish! Finish! And all heaven took up the cry. And the orchestras of heaven played music that had never been heard before in the heights of glory. And the angels stampeded heaven with their cries and their praises. And the Old Testament saints, whose spirits were already in heaven, burst forth in holy and hallowed praises to the One who the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world. Oh, let me say this to you. That great love is seen in its agony when we're mined to hell. But it is also seen in its all- togetherness. I was amazed that this week you can go to Gethsemane and you can see the weakness of the Lord as He sweats His blood. You can go to Gabbatha and you can see the woefulness of Christ giving His back to the smiter and His cheek to those that pluck off the hairs. But when you go to Calvary you will be amazed at the wonder as they kneeled Him to the cross. He didn't cry out of the pain. He cried out for the salvation of the men who did that dirty deed. Father, forgive them. They know not what they do. And then He turned and looked upon his mother. And He knew that the home would now be broken up. She would need someone to help her. And He looked down at John, the youngest of the disciples, who would and was bound to live out his mother's age. And He said, I'll put her into the care of John. And He said to His mother, Behold thy son. And to John, Behold thy mother. He never said, I'm in agony mother. John, I'm in bitter agony. No, there was an all-togetherness about Christ when He thought not of Himself and His pains. He thought upon you and me as He died on Calvary. And there was beside Him a thief. And He turned to the thief and He had time to say Today thou shalt be with Me in Paradise. Oh, the wonder of it that He was suffering such agony but He had time for sinners. I'm glad there's still time for sinners. God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. Well, if this love was great in its agelessness and in its aegis, in its absoluteness, in its anticipation, in its agony, and in its all-togetherness, it was great love in its accomplishment. Who can speak of what Christ accomplished on the cross? How few can say at death that they have finished their work. Indeed, no one in human nature could ever say what Jesus said. Could cry, It is finished. The emblem of every life may well be, in one aspect of it, a broken pillar. But Christ's life was no broken pillar. It was a whole monument to the fact that He had done all that God wanted Him to do. His life He gave as a ransom for the many. And after He endured every pain and drunk every drop of judgment, and went into the depths of the deepest hell, He came away rejoicing, save them from going down to the pit, for I have found the ransom. William Williams, the great Presbyterian hymn writer in Weald wrote the words, The enormous load of human guilt was on my Saviour laid. With woes as with a garment, He for sinners was arrayed. And in the horrid pangs of death, He wept, He prayed for me. Loved and embraced my guilty soul when nailed to Calvary's tree. O love amazing, love beyond the reach of human tongue, love which shall be the subject of the everlasting song. Dear sinner, histen to the cross. Hide your sins in the ocean of His blood and leave this house today ready to live for Him, ready to die for Him, and never ready to be with Him in Heaven forevermore. May it be so for Jesus' sake. Let's bow our heads in prayer. Father, we thank Thee for help given to preach about Thy love. Our words are stammering words. There's no words in the vocabulary of any language that could describe what Thou did suffer for us sinners. But You did suffer. I thank You, Lord Jesus, this night for dying for me. And I pray that those in this meeting who do not know Thee, may this night turn and seek the Lord while He may be found and call upon Him while He is near. May it be so for Jesus' sake. And everybody say, Amen.