Spurgeon's, "Gleanings Among the Sheaves"
There is nothing which makes one love Christ so much as
a sense of His love to us, balanced with a sense of our
unworthiness of it.
It is sweet to think that Christ loves us; but, oh, to
remember that we are black as the "tents of Kedar,"
and yet He loves us! This is a thought which may well
wean us from everything else beside!