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NASB | Numbers 33:55 'But if you do not drive out the inhabitants of the land from before you, then it shall come about that those whom you let remain of them will become as pricks in your eyes and as thorns in your sides, and they will trouble you in the land in which you live. |
AMPLIFIED 2015 | Numbers 33:55 'But if you do not drive out the inhabitants of the land from before you, then those you let remain of them will be like pricks in your eyes and like thorns in your sides, and they will attack you in the land in which you live. |
Subject: Why the children? |
Bible Note: Dear Ariel, We must be extremely cautious about going beyond what the Scripture actually reveals. If the Scripture does not assert a thing, nor does it logically follow from what the Scripture does reveal, we must not presume upon the truth. You wrote, "Scripture does seem to support this view, but the love, mercy and grace that is our Father doesn't seem to line up with that view." That is not the full story. (1) We know that our Father is also perfectly holy and perfectly just. His wrath -- everlasting wrath -- is upon all those whose righteousness is not perfect. (2) We know that all men died in Adam. There is, indeed, an age of accountability: it starts at conception. We are all of the seed of our federal head, Adam. Therefore, ALL men are doomed. Yet they can be saved by works, just not their own. Outside of double imputation, there is no other hope for any of the seed of Adam. So let us take great care in stating confidently those things the Bible does say... and carefully avoid saying anything less or anything more. In Him, Doc Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure; Save from wrath and make me pure. Not the labor of my hands Can fulfill Thy law’s demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and Thou alone. Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to the cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress; Helpless look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Savior, or I die. |