Rex H. Henderson

PSALM 65

To the chief Musician, A Psalm and Song of David.

Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Sion: and unto thee shall the vow be performed. O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall all flesh come. Iniquities prevail against me: as for our transgressions, thou shalt purge them away. Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, that he may dwell in thy courts: we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple. By terrible things in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation; who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea: Which by his strength setteth fast the mountains; being girded with power: Which stilleth the noise of the seas, the noise of their waves, and the tumult of the people. They also that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens: thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice. Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it: thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God, which is full of water: thou preparest them corn, when thou hast so provided for it. Thou waterest the ridges thereof abundantly: thou settlest the furrows thereof: thou makest it soft with showers: thou blessest the springing thereof. Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; and thy paths drop fatness. They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness: and the little hills rejoice on every side. The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, they also sing. (Psalm 65, KJV)

Psalm 65

Good Gifts Come from God

Gifts of forgiving and cleansing calls
For the harp, lyre and voices of praise.
When they get together in God’s house,
And so privileged, their voices raise.

Back then, people lived on the soil,
And Harvest Hymns were meaningful,
But off farm living and city dwelling,
Breaks the back of Harvest Hymnal.

However, in this Psalm one can almost
Feel the splash of showers, and sense
The springing growth coming into life,
And His blessings on fields in evidence.

The beauty of summer flushes the earth,
But the “crown” rests upon the harvest:
A beautiful picture of God’s power;
The miracle of harvest joy and quest.

     “We plow the fields and scatter
       The good seed on the land.
        But it is fed and watered
        By God’s almighty hand.

        He sends the snow in winter,
        And the warmth to swell the grain,
        The breeze and the sunshine
        And soft refreshing rain.”

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