I love the Lord because he heard my plea for mercy, and listened to me.
As long as I live, I will call to him when I need help.
The ropes of death tightened around me, the snares of Sheol confronted me.
I was confronted with trouble and sorrow.
I called on the name of the Lord,“Please Lord, rescue my life!”
The Lord is merciful and fair; our God is compassionate.
The Lord protects the untrained; I was in serious trouble and he delivered me.
Rest once more, my soul, for the Lord has vindicated you.
Yes, Lord, you rescued my life from death, kept my eyes from tears and my feet from stumbling.
I will serve the Lord in the land of the living.
I had faith when I said,“I am severely oppressed.”
I rashly declared, “All men are liars.”
How can I repay the Lord for all his acts of kindness to me?
I will celebrate my deliverance, and call on the name of the Lord.
I will fulfill my vows to the Lord before all his people.
The Lord values the lives of his faithful followers.
Yes, Lord! I am indeed your servant;I am your servant, the son of your female servant.
You saved me from death.
I will present a thank offering to you, and call on the name of the Lord.
I will fulfill my vows to the Lord before all his people, in the courts of the Lord’s temple, in your midst, O Jerusalem.
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I've been reading Psalm 116 this week. Over and over. Like, when you hear a new song and immediately want to listen again. Or, when you find one you haven't listened to in awhile, and then you play it over and over because there's more to learn or more to feel.
Spurgeon calls it a Paschal song, but my recent personal experience doesn't match the Passover. Sure, my firstborn son is living and well, but the blood spilled wasn't from a lamb. The ropes of death tightened, the snares of Sheol confronted, and God continues to reveal compassion.
This psalm is passionate and powerful; a reflection of God's goodness during suffering. I can claim God's mercy, fairness and protection. I can proclaim God's redemption. But, I wasn't enslaved. That's where the Paschal history transforms into hope for the future. Jacob's children spent 400 years in Egypt as slaves. Severely oppressed.
"How can I repay the Lord for all his acts of kindness to me?" The Psalmist asks a question that resonates with our American 2020 reality. Like the psalmist, I will celebrate deliverance and call on the Lord's name and fulfill my vows. Sacrifices for my oppressed neighbor, my sisters and brothers in Christ. I will value the lives of faithful followers because GOD does. I will thank the Lord and love well.
There is beauty in this ancient Israeli song. It's a remembrance in the desert. The power is revealed in deep pain. And the hope is for the faithful.
So, sisters and brothers who are tired, have hope in the LORD. The LORD is our salvation, not a king or even a chosen nation. Serve the LORD in the land of the living. Fulfill your vows. Rejoice, give thanks! There's a strong enough hope for the severely oppressed.
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