It was when Job’s glory was fresh in him that his “bow was renewed” in his hand. Freshness and glory! And yet the brilliant music of these words is brought down to a minor strain by the little touch “it was”—not it is.

“All my [fresh] springs are in thee” (Psalm 87:7 KJV).

If our glory is to be fresh in us, it all depends upon what the glory in us is! There is only one unfailing source— Christ Himself! He is “in you, the hope of glory” (Colossians 1:27) if you have admitted Him; and He is your glory. Then you may sing, “My glory is fresh in me.”

Jesus Christ is always fresh!

And so is the oil with which He anoints us. “I shall be anointed with fresh oil” (Psalm 92:10 KJV). Fresh oil of joy! Fresh oil of consecration! Fresh oil upon the sacrifice as we offer to God continually “the fruit of lips that openly profess his name” (Hebrews 13:15).

My heart is parched by unbelief,

My spirit sere from inward strife;

The heavens above are turned to brass,

Arid and fruitless is my life.

Then falls Thy rain, O Holy One;

Fresh is the earth, and young once more;

Then falls Thy Spirit on my heart;

My life is green; the drought is o’er!

“DROUGHT” BY BETTY BRUECHER T

A desert road? when the Christian has ever at his command Fresh springs! Fresh oil! Fresh glory!