Godbey's Commentary - Acts - Romans - Enter His Rest
Godbey's Commentary - Acts - Romans - Enter His Rest
Godbey's Commentary - Acts - Romans - Enter His Rest
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ody on the cross and now walks into hell, the herald of his own victory won on Calvary. He<br />
proclaims in the face of all devils hell’s eternal defeat and the redemption of the world. With the<br />
tread of a conqueror He walks round the pandemonium, with <strong>His</strong> own hands pulling down the<br />
trophies of four thousand years of successful warfare and treading them beneath <strong>His</strong> triumphant feet.<br />
The tall peers of the pit wail on all sides, acknowledge Him conqueror and beg Him to depart. He<br />
now approaches Satan, the King of Darkness, sitting on his ebon throne in the center of the<br />
pandemonium; seizing him by the throat and dragging him down, puts <strong>His</strong> foot upon his neck, thus<br />
verifying the first promise made by Jehovah to Adam and Eve in fallen Paradise: “The seed of the<br />
woman shall bruise the serpent’s head.” Having proclaimed <strong>His</strong> victory in hell, He now crosses that<br />
abyss impassable to finite beings, but not to Him, intervening between the flaming hell of Dives and<br />
the Abraham’s bosom of Lazarus (Luke 16:26), and there, pursuant to <strong>His</strong> promise on the cross,<br />
meets the thief before midnight, while it is yet Friday, the Crucifixion Day. As the thief died under<br />
the old dispensation, he went to that intermediate paradise, i.e., Abraham’s bosom, the jubilant<br />
rendezvous of all the souls saved under the Abrahamic covenant in the former dispensation, there<br />
in joyful anticipation to await the verification of the covenant by the blood of Calvary. The thief runs<br />
to meet Him with a tremendous shout, Father Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Job, Jeremiah, Isaiah, Ezekiel,<br />
Daniel, the Hebrew children and all the mighty hosts of Old Testament saints rend the firmament<br />
with triumphant shouts congratulating King Jesus on the victory won. Now the good old Jewish<br />
Sabbath sets in, the most wonderful they had seen in four thousand years. Oh! what an ovation!<br />
Golden harps are impoverished in the attempted proclamation. The first day of the week supervenes<br />
at midnight, eternally commemorated by the abolishment of the intermediate paradise, the<br />
emancipation of all the captives (Ephesians 4:8), and the resurrection of our glorious Lord. Here<br />
begins that wonderful ascension (Ephesians 8:9), when our Lord “descended into the lower parts of<br />
the earth” [which never did mean the grave], the Savior leading the way with the patriarchs and<br />
prophets on <strong>His</strong> right and on <strong>His</strong> left, followed by the mighty hosts of Old Testament saints, jubilant<br />
and ecstatic, reaching the sepulcher at day-dawn, calling <strong>His</strong> body into life and re-entering it;<br />
meanwhile the sacramental host, all invisible because they are disembodied spirits, accompanying<br />
our risen Lord the forty days of <strong>His</strong> abiding with <strong>His</strong> disciples, and ascending with Him from Mt.<br />
Olivet, constituting the mighty trophy of <strong>His</strong> victory, whom He leads into the heavenly metropolis<br />
and presents before the Father. David’s prophetic eye in Psalm 24 caught a glimpse of this wonderful<br />
scene, while our Lord, accompanied by the mighty hosts of Old Testament saints, sweeps through<br />
trackless ether, passing rolling worlds, glowing suns, wheeling spheres, and flaming comets, finally<br />
draws nigh the celestial gates, saluted by seraphic voices:<br />
“Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors, and let the King<br />
of Glory come in.” “Who is this King of Glory?” “The Lord, mighty to save and strong<br />
to deliver.”<br />
The pearly gates fly high and swing wide, multiplied millions of celestial seraphs shout long and<br />
loud, “Welcome home, welcome home, welcome home, O King of Glory, Conqueror of Mt. Calvary.<br />
Heaven is stirred with such an ovation as archangels never knew, infinitely eclipsing the tremendous<br />
shout of the sons of God at creation’s birth. Amid the jubilant congratulations of angelic millions,<br />
the triumphal procession, led by King Jesus, moves through the city and halts before the great white<br />
throne, “Father, here am I, and the children thou hast given me.” Now Abraham mounts a celestial<br />
pinnacle and testifies, followed by the thrilling witnesses to the wonders of redeeming grace, while