"I will sing for joy at the works of Thy hands.
How great are Thy works, O Lord!
Thy thoughts are very deep.
A senseless man has no knowledge;
Nor does a stupid man understand this:
or in the King James Version verse 6,
"A brutish man knoweth not;
As Adam Clarke says, "'How great are Thy works!'
They are multitudinous, stupendous, and splendid;
and 'Thy thoughts,' Thy designs and counsels,
from which, by which, and in reference to which,
they have been formed; are very deep,
How great are Thy works, O Lord! You fill in the blank, "How great____________?
Have the works of God's creation taken your breath away until you can only gape and be without words? Doesn't it make your heart sing? In our recent trip to the South, our heart sang "Green, green, green, before unseen, Like the Garden of Eden so lush, so we gush." Well. you get the gest of it. But we constantly realized, how great were His works, How deep His thoughts. Deeper than the deepest ocean, Higher than the unfathomable sky above.
"'For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
Neither are your ways My ways,' declares the Lord.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
So are My ways higher than your ways,
And my thoughts than your thoughts.'"
So, 'A brutish man knoweth not.'
"the human hog--the stupid bear--the boor;
the man who is all flesh;
in whom spirit or intellect neither seems to work nor exist.
The brutish man, who never attempts to see God in His works.
'Neither doth a fool understand this.'
"The fool is different from the brutish man;
the latter has mind, but it is buried in flesh;
"Foolish, foolish, foolish!"
These are often themes of literature because they are conditions of man, not unknown.
Blessedly, there is another option, one who recognizes God and praises Him. As Matthew Henry says, "From a joyful remembrance of what God has done for us we may raise a joyful prospect of what He will do. We cannot comprehend the greatness of God's works, and therefore must reverently and awfully wonder at them. 'Men's works are little and trifling, for their thoughts are shallow; but, Lord, Thy works are great and as such as cannot be measured; for Thy thoughts are very deep and such as cannot be fathomed.' The greatness of God's works shall lead us to consider the depth of His thoughts...Those are fools who will not acquaint themselves with them, nor give Him the glory of them."
As is a popular adaptable saying on the internet goes, "This is Jack. Jack does not appreciate the awesome things God has made or the wondrous things God has done. Jack is a brute. Jack is a fool. Don't be like Jack."
What happens when one does not rise above being a brute or a fool? One becomes wicked. They seem to sprout up everywhere and even flourish. Certainly it seems to be true, not just on foreign enemy territory, but even in our own land where common sense has left the building and some see us as the enemy now and rise up against us. "Et tu brute?"
"That when the wicked sprouted up like grass, and all who did iniquity flourished,
It was only that they might be destroyed forevermore.
But Thou, O Lord, art on high forever.
For, behold, Thine enemies, O Lord,
For behold, Thine enemies will perish;
All who do iniquity will be scattered....
And my eye has looked exultantly upon my foes,
My ears hear of the evildoers who rise up against me."
The righteous man will flourish like the palm tree,
He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
Planted in the house of the Lord,
They will flourish in the courts of our God.
They will still yield fruit in old age;
They shall be full of sap and very green,
To declare that the Lord is upright;
He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him."
Are we there yet? Has old age started? Are we still yielding fruit in our old age?
I want to be full of sap, vim and vigor--if not physically, then expressively--
though my body may be bent, I can declare the Lord is upright,
and that He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him,
none, nope, nada.
Matthew Henry says, "...but God's trees are said to be planted in His house because it is from His grace, by His word and Spirit, that they receive all the sap and virtue that keep them alive and make them fruitful...Where God gives true grace He will give more grace. God's trees shall grow higher, like the tall cedars in Lebanon; they shall grow nearer heaven; they shall grow stronger...They shall be fruitful. The products of sanctification, all the instances of a lively devotion, good works, by which God is glorified and others are edified, these are the fruits of righteousness, in which it is the privilege of the righteous to abound. It is promised that they shall bring forth fruit in old age...The last days of the saints are sometimes their best days, and their last work is their best work."
You're only as old as your fruitfulness!