Rex H. Henderson

PSALM 28

A Psalm of David.

Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit. Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle. Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief is in their hearts. Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert. Because they regard not the works of the LORD, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up. Blessed be the LORD, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications. The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him. The LORD is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed. Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever. (Psalm 28, KJV)

PSALM 28

Hope in God Alone

When the worldly, wicked pressures you,
It’s time to call on God. Go to the Rock
Of your salvation lest you become
One of them and begin to mock.

For help, David makes a helpless
Appeal to God with up lifted hands.
No other source of strength,
All other ground is sinking sand.

   I am weary with my sighing:
   Every night I make my bed swim,
   I dissolve my couch with tears.
My eyes have wasted away with grief.

He prays that the wicked will
Suffer retribution for their sins,
Their utter disregard for God,
And never let them build again.

Now: He is keeping us from stumbling.
Then: He will present us blameless.
Today: Kept from stumbling.
Tomorrow: Accepted as blameless.

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