16. III. And now I am to close up with his EXALTATION. “I have exalted one chosen from the people.” You will remember, while I am speaking upon this exaltation that it is really the exaltation of all the elect in the person of Christ; for all that Christ is, and all that Christ has, is mine. If I am a believer, whatever he is in his exalted person, that I am, for I am made to sit together with Christ in heavenly places.
17. 1. First, dear friends, it was exaltation enough for the body of Christ to be exalted into union with the divinity. That was an honour which none of us can ever receive. We never hope to have this body united with God. It cannot be. Once has incarnation happened — and only once. Concerning no other man can it be said, “He was one with the Father, and the Father was one with him.” Concerning no other man shall it be said, that the Deity tabernacled in him, and that God was revealed in his flesh, seen by angels, justified in the Spirit, and received up in glory.
18. 2. Again: Christ exalted by his resurrection. Oh! I should have liked to have stolen into that tomb of our Saviour, I suppose it was a large chamber; within it lay a massive marble sarcophagus, and very likely a ponderous lid was laid upon it. Then outside the door there lay a mighty stone, and guards kept watch before it. Three days did that sleeper slumber there! Oh! I could have wished to lift the lid of that sarcophagus, and look upon him. Pale he lay; blood streaks there were upon him, not all quite washed away by those careful women who had buried him. Death exulting cries, “I have slain him: the seed of the woman who is to destroy me is now my captive!” Ah! how grim death laughed! Ah! how he stared through his bony eyelids, as he said, “I have the boasted victor in my grasp.” “Ah!” said Christ, “but I have you!” And up he sprang, the lid of the sarcophagus fell off; and he, who has the keys of death and hell, seized death, ground his iron limbs to powder, dashed him to the ground and said, “Oh death, I will be your plague; Oh hell, I will be your destruction.” Out he came, and in turn the watchmen fled away. Startling with glory, radiant with light, effulgent with divinity, he stood before them. Christ was then exalted in his resurrection.
19. 3. But how exalted was he in his ascension! He went out from the city to the top of the hill, his disciples attending him while he waited the appointed moment. See his ascension! Bidding farewell to the whole circle, up he went gradually ascending, like the rising of a mist from the lake, or the cloud from the steaming river. Aloft he soared: by his own mighty buoyancy and elasticity he ascended up on high — not like Elijah, carried up by fiery horses; nor like Enoch of old, it could not be said he was not, for God took him. He went himself; and as he went, I think I see the angels looking down from heaven’s battlements, and crying, “See the conquering hero comes!” while at his nearer approach again they shouted, “See the conquering hero comes!” So his journey through the plains of ether is complete — he nears the gates of heaven — attending angels shout “Lift up your heads, you everlasting gates; and be lifted up, you everlasting doors!” The glorious hosts within scarcely ask the question, “Who is the king of glory”; when from ten thousand thousand tongues there rolls an ocean of harmony, beating in mighty waves of music on the pearly gates and opening them at once, “The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle.” Lo! heaven’s barriers are thrown wide open and cherubim are hastening to meet their monarch.
They brought his chariot from afar,
To bear him to his throne;
Clapp’d their triumphant wings and said,
“The Saviour’s work is done.”
Behold he marches through the streets. See how kingdoms and powers fall down before him! Crowns are laid at his feet, and his Father says, “Well done, my Son, well done!” while heaven echoes with the shout, “Well done! well done!” Up he climbs to that high throne, side by side with the Paternal Deity. “I have exalted one chosen from the people.”
20. 4. The last exaltation of Christ which I shall mention is that which is to come, when he shall sit upon the throne of his father David, and shall judge all nations. You will observe I have omitted that exaltation which Christ is to have as the king of this world during the millennium. I do not profess to understand it, and therefore I leave that alone. But I believe Jesus Christ is to come upon the throne of judgment, “and before him shall be gathered all nations; and he shall separate them one from another, as a shepherd divides his sheep from the goats.” Sinner! you believe that there is a judgment; you know that the tares and wheat cannot always grow together — that the sheep and the goats shall not always feed in one pasture; but do you know of that man who is to judge you — that he who is to judge you is a man? I say a man — a man once despised and rejected.
The Lord shall come, but not the same
As once in lowliness he came:
A humble man before his foes;
A weary man, and full of woes.
Ah! no. Rainbows shall be around his head; he shall hold the sun in his right hand as the token of his government; he shall put the moon and stars beneath his feet, as the dust of the pedestal of his throne, which shall be of solid clouds of light. The books shall be opened — those massive books, which contain the deeds of both quick and dead. Ah! how shall the despised Nazarene sit triumphant over all his foes. No more the taunt, the jeer, the scoff; but one hideous cry of misery, “Hide us