Saturday, January 23, 2016
"A Golden Psalm of David"
This is another stunner, a beautiful Psalm written by David as he traveled through pagan lands while hiding from Saul. A Chaldee translation of the title is, "a straight sculpture of David." As lovely as the sculpture of David in art, this is more so. More people have viewed this work from the Divine finger of God in verse here in the Psalms, than have viewed "David," the work of Michaeangelo. These verses are to be seen not only as the musings of the wandering psalmist, but as prophetic of Christ. As such it can be seen through two lenses. The third perspective is our own, what the words have to do with us, the beauty that attracts and hopefully is embraced. Adam Clarke says, "I am convinced that every verse of it belongs to Jesus Christ and none other." (Thus his quotations that follow.)
"Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust."
"I take refuge in Thee."
THE PASSION OF CHRIST
"I consider this a prayer of the man Christ Jesus on His entering on His great atoning work, particularly His passion in the Garden of Gethsemane...'Shomreni,' 'keep me'--preserve, sustain, this feeble humanity, now about to bear the load of that punishment due to the whole of the human race...'For in thee have I hoped'...the term 'El,' which signifies the 'strong God,' an expression suited to the frailty of that human nature which was now entering upon its vicarious suffers."
This certainly can be the expression of the Psalmist as he wanders through hostile territory. Not even his home is safe because King Saul is out for his blood. In a sense, this world is not our home because we have an enemy of our soul who is on our trail. But God is our refuge in whom we can trust to preserve us.
"Thou art my Lord, adonai attah, 'Thou are my Prop, Stay, or Support...'without which He could not have sustained the sufferings which He passed through, nor could have made an atonement for the sin of the world."
"As for the saints, the godly ones, the holy ones...they are the majestic ones in whom is all my delight." These are the ones "who through faith and patience inherit the promises." So smack dab in the middle of this talk of the passion of Christ is His view towards us, towards you. Isn't that astounding! Remember Proverbs 8:31, "Rejoicing in the world, His earth, And having my delight in the sons of men." Let that tickle your fancy, that God DELIGHTS in you, oh you big, beautiful, majestic you.
The Jews who rejected the Messiah, "the sorrows of those who have bartered for another god," have missed the point in the pouring of blood upon the sacrifices. Rather instead, "The Lord is the portion of my inheritance," and "The lines have fallen unto me in pleasant places; indeed my heritage is beautiful to me." This is for "A Church, an innumerable multitude of saints, partakers of the divine nature, and filled with all the fullness of God."
"The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and my cup;
Thou dost support my lot.
The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Indeed, my heritage is beautiful to me."
Have you ever rested in that thought, that the lines have fallen in pleasant places, that your heritage is beautiful? We moved many times, but there have been times in accepting the call of God that we had those moments of seeing the pleasantness of places, of being blessed before they became spiritual battlefields. My heritage is beautiful in that it goes back generations to those who have ministered before the Lord and handed down that mantel. However, if you are the first in the line of the heritage without an obvious previous line of godly examples to look back on, you can almost be sure that there was someone in your ancestry who prayed for you. Pass that on. Yet, if no one else, the Lord is your portion of your inheritance. Take a sip of that cup! Commune, take communion in remembrance of Him.
David as a wanderer, an escapee, can remember how the lines had fallen in pleasant places, his shepherd days, the days when he was called in and shockingly anointed by Samuel to be king. Somehow through all his troubles, David kept a song in his heart of gratitude for the pleasant places, for his heritage. This song, this Psalm, can keep you through those darker valleys, when eyes cannot see, but a heart can hold onto a morsel of beauty. How much more true of our Christ "who for the joy set before Him endured the cross." (Hebrews 12:2)
Hang onto those thoughts today. Psalm 16 is to be continued...
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