Piety must begin at home. Our first duties are those within our own abode. We must have a blameless heart at home, or we cannot keep a blameless way abroad. Notice that these words are a part of a song. There is no music like the harmony of a gracious life, no psalm so sweet as the daily practice of holiness.
Reader, how does it fare with your family?
Do you sing in the choir, and sin in the chamber?
Are you a saint abroad, and a devil at home?
For shame!
What we are at home, that we are indeed!
He cannot be a true saint whose habitation is a scene of strife, and whose household dreads his appearance at the fireside.
[Charles H. Spurgeon]
Psalm 101:2 … I will behave myself wisely in a perfect way. O when wilt thou come unto me? I will walk within my house with a perfect heart.
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