Psalm 91
I can’t read Psalm 91 without humming “On Eagles Wings” and
rightly so. This is a psalm that has to be sung in the same way I sang
“I am trusting thee, Lord Jesus” when I had to walk down our basement stairs in the dark.
The snare of the fowler, the deadly pestilence, the terrors at night, the arrows by day and
the charge of the light brigade can only be faced by a chorus like, “And I will
raise you up on eagle’s wings.” And while it is true that the way out is up, it
takes some going through before the Lord can be the wind beneath your wings. That
is what songs and psalms like this are for - the going through times. Such songs
and psalms encourage the heart in the dark and difficult, strengthen the spirit
in the unpredictable and unnerving, restore hope in the face of despair, faith
in times of doubt. The only thing better than a song sung in such times is a
song sung together. One day when raised on eagle’s wings, borne on the breath
of dawn, shining like the sun we find ourselves held in the palm of God’s hand
we’ll sing a new song with a chorus that never ends. In the meantime this one
will see us through.
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