O God, you are my God; I earnestly search for you. My soul thirsts for you; my whole body longs for you in this parched and weary land where there is no water. I have seen you in your sanctuary and gazed upon your power and glory. Your unfailing love is better than life itself; how I praise you! I will praise you as long as I live, lifting up my hands to you in prayer. You satisfy me more than the richest feast. I will praise you with songs of joy. I lie awake thinking of you, meditating on you through the night. Because you are my helper, I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings. I cling to you; your strong right hand holds me securely. Psalm 63:1-8
There are so many images in this short Psalm
teaching us the meaning of being protected under the shadow
of God’s wings:
· Searching and thirsting for more of God’s presence
· Seeing God’s power and glory
· Realizing how a relationship with God surpasses anything life offers
· Lifting up hands in prayer as a matter of praise
· Satisfied
· Lying awake because God’s presence is just too overwhelmingly
wonderful
· Singing under the wings
· Clinging for joy because you’re securely held
Today two of those are where my heart is
stirred most, lifting hands in prayer, and singing under the wings. I cannot possibly estimate the number of
times I have sung the hymn “Under His Wings” either in worship or just riding
down the road. The words are not merely
rhyme, set to music; they are images of safety and song, the kind of which is
not for sale at any price. It is being
loved by God.
Under His wings I am safely abiding.
Tho' the night deepens and tempests are wild,
Still I can trust Him; I know He will keep me.
He has redeemed me, and I am His child.
Under His wings, under His wings, Who from His love can sever?
Under His wings my soul shall abide, Safely abide forever.[3]
There are so many images of being
securely held, so that no harm can befall, and love can be fully
expressed. There are parental images, a
mother’s loving embrace of her child, or the father’s strong hands holding off
any harm. There is the power of a mighty
force of angels, unseen by human eyes, but battling behind the scenes of this
dimension to clear our pathway through life.
And sometimes it is we who energize the trust of another, standing in
the gap for a friend, providing help or even life-sustaining food for a
homeless person.
There are times when a surge of the
understanding of God’s love and care so overwhelms us that we must
sing, we are compelled to lift holy hands in praise and
thanksgiving.
This praise is not just because we have
been blessed with a nice spot to see every day, or the house we live in, or a
thousand other blessings bestowed on the likes of one family; rather it is the
abiding; it is Christ’s abiding presence.
It is as Fanny Crosby wrote, blessed assurance, Jesus is mine
which helps me see those wings of protection, the love and everlasting arms of
Holy God, wrapped around a sinful human child who needs Him more than my next
breath.
For You Today
You
chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!
Title image: Pixabay.com W Unless noted, Scripture quoted from The New Living Translation©
For other posts on Psalm 63 see: Rescued and
A Little More Light – Part 2 and In Times Like These (or any time)
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