But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to
Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power
of the dog.
Save me from the lion’s mouth: for thou hast heard me
from the horns of the unicorns.
Trouble is a blessing when it draws us closer to
God. It is a precious time when those that are persecuted turn
from their persecutors and fix their eyes on the Lord. All earthly
support has its limits, but God’s help never fails. When God comes
to deliver us, the light of hope breaks through and our anguish is
driven away. From the lowest depths of sorrow, God will hear the
cry of the helpless. Prayer is the weapon that burst open the windows of
IT IS A CRY FROM THE VERY THREAT OF DEATH
Man has but one life and it is precious to him.
When that life is exposed to the threat of the sword, man cries
out in desperation. That cry will cause God to blunt the point of
the sharpest weapon of our enemy.
IT IS A CRY TO BE SAVED FROM THE FIERCENESS AND CRUELTY OF OUR
He cried “Save me!” Here we find not only a
threat of the sword, but also raging bulls and wild dogs. These
untamable beast have to be killed, they cannot be frightened away. The
fury of our enemy is not under the control of our own hand, but under
the control of our God. He holds the wind in His fists, His
whisper stills the storm, and His face will smite the mightest enemy.
In our deepest distress, we can recall the past times when God has
helped us and we can gather new strength and confidence from that
recollection. When we know that God is our Deliver, we can rise
from sure defeat to joyful hope, sudden calm, and restful assurance.
Faith, even though it may be feeble, will bring certain victory.
The past can be an inspiration for the present and a guide for the