"My cup runneth over." That is to say, the blessing is greater than we can appropriate. "He is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup." (Psalm 16:5). It is infinite—it is Himself. Made ours for time, and for eternity; filling the heart with worship and the lips with praise. Made ours too according to the purposes of His own love, and that we should be to the praise of His glory (see Eph. 1:11, 12), in virtue of that other cup, which was sorrow indeed to Him, and that wrung from Him that marvelous and bitter cry, "My God, My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?"—the cup of divine judgment due to our sins. That too was a full cup, and to any but to Him, who was Himself infinite, it must have been overflowing and inexhaustible. But He drank it to the very dregs. It did not run over; not a drop escaped His holy lips; there was no miscarriage of justice with respect to sin on the part of God on the one hand, nor any incapacity of endurance on the part of the blessed Lord on the other; all was infinite, all was perfect, in that terrible transaction, and the results to Him and to us are perfect too. He is ours and we are His in fellowship and in glory forever and ever.
"Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever." (Psalm 23:6).
Jesus said, "The cup which my Father hath given me, shall I not drink it?" (John 18:31).
"The cup of blessing which we bless, is it not the communion of the blood of Christ?"