Psa 55:1 To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. Give ear to my prayer, O God, and hide not yourself from my plea for mercy!
Psa 55:2 Attend to me, and answer me; I am restless in my complaint and I moan,
Psa 55:3 because of the noise of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked. For they drop trouble upon me, and in anger they bear a grudge against me.
Psa 55:4 My heart is in anguish within me; the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
Psa 55:5 Fear and trembling come upon me, and horror overwhelms me.
Psa 55:6 And I say, "Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest;
Psa 55:7 yes, I would wander far away; I would lodge in the wilderness; Selah.
Psa 55:8 I would hurry to find a shelter from the raging wind and tempest."
Psa 55:9 Destroy, O Lord, divide their tongues; for I see violence and strife in the city.
Psa 55:10 Day and night they go around it on its walls, and iniquity and trouble are within it;
Psa 55:11 ruin is in its midst; oppression and fraud do not depart from its marketplace.
Psa 55:12 For it is not an enemy who taunts me-- then I could bear it; it is not an adversary who deals insolently with me-- then I could hide from him.
Psa 55:13 But it is you, a man, my equal, my companion, my familiar friend.
Psa 55:14 We used to take sweet counsel together; within God's house we walked in the throng.
Psa 55:15 Let death steal over them; let them go down to Sheol alive; for evil is in their dwelling place and in their heart.
Psa 55:16 But I call to God, and the LORD will save me.
Psa 55:17 Evening and morning and at noon I utter my complaint and moan, and he hears my voice.
Psa 55:18 He redeems my soul in safety from the battle that I wage, for many are arrayed against me.
Psa 55:19 God will give ear and humble them, he who is enthroned from of old, Selah, because they do not change and do not fear God.
Psa 55:20 My companion stretched out his hand against his friends; he violated his covenant.
Psa 55:21 His speech was smooth as butter, yet war was in his heart; his words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.
Psa 55:22 Cast your burden on the LORD, and he will sustain you; he will never permit the righteous to be moved.
Psa 55:23 But you, O God, will cast them down into the pit of destruction; men of blood and treachery shall not live out half their days. But I will trust in you.
I don’t know about you, but this Psalm seems to reflect my life in so many ways. I feel myself sinking, feel the burden of my sin and shame pushing me further and further into the pit of death. I feel that I simply cannot go any farther. Yet, how many times do I forget to just, simply go and call upon the name of my Father? How many times do I think that I can fix it myself. Or worse yet, how many times do I just let it go, and let it build up within me?
It’s so hard to remember that God will help me. God will save me. He will always be at my right hand to help and guide me. Nothing is to hard for Him. I have got to learn that when times are hard, I can’t just turn to wordly things, or turn to nothing at all but sin. I must ask God to put in my heart that passion for Him, for when things get rough to follow Him, go to Him, TRUST in Him. Let us make that our goal this week. Let’s take each hard situation, and simply trust and follow Him.
For any of you that I will be seeing on Sunday, if you want to do this with me, I’d love to hear about it at church. :-)
-Your brother in Christ