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 as a child I sang “I am trusting
thee, Lord Jesus” walking down our basement stairs in the dark. The snare of
the fowler, deadly pestilence, terrors at night, 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.
No comments:
Post a Comment