Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. That is a wonderful word, — almost the same in Hebrew as in English, —covered, hidden, concealed, put away, removed, dismissed for ever.
Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile. When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah....
Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. No man knows the blessedness of pardoned sin but the man who has felt the weight of guilt upon his conscience. If you have ever been burdened and crushed under a load of sin, it will be a joy worth more than ten thousand worlds for you to get the burden lifted from your...
Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile. Twice he says “blessed.” He had felt the weight of sin; he had been sore troubled, and now that Nathan is sent to him with the word of pardon, “The Lord hath put away thy sin,...
Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile. Here are two reasons for the man’s blessedness: sin is not laid to his charge, and he is no longer deceitful; he no longer tries to palliate and to excuse his sin; he makes a clean breast of it; and God, in a higher sense, gives him a clean breast....
Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile. He is blessed twice over; God multiplies the blessing, He blesses him effectually, he blesses him emphatically, he blesses him in body, he blesses him in soul. He is blessed; he has iniquities, but God does not impute them to him. They have been of...
Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile. He is an honest, truthful, guileless man A man cannot be a blessed man while he is double-minded, while he has graft, or what is here called guile, within him. A sincere and guileless heart is an evidence of grace, so “blessed is the man unto whom...
Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, — Even God does not keep it recorded against him. The man has committed iniquity, but it is no longer laid to his charge, even by him whose all-seeing eye has witnessed it: “Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth not iniquity,” — Psa_32:2. And in whose spirit there is no guile....
Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile. He had a thousand iniquities; he transgressed in all sorts of ways. The Lord does not impute these things to him. He has set them down to the account of another, who has ventured to stand in the sinner’s stead, and be made sin in the sinner’s place,...
Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile. For, when sin is gone, men become honest before God. The fear of punishment makes them endeavor to evade the truth concerning sin; but, when they see sin pardoned, then are they honest before the Lord.
Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile He has no need to dissemble now, for his sin is forgiven. David had tried to tamper with his conscience after his great sin. He invented all sorts of excuses and schemes, to try to hide his guilt, but when, at last, he was fully convinced of the...
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah. I understand this to have been the feeling of David after his great sin, before he confessed it. He tried to excuse it to his conscience. It has been thought by some...
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. Sin was in his heart but he would not confess it. He was silent before God in hardness of heart; and then his sorrow grew worse and worse, till not only his flesh began to fail, but his bones — the most solid part of his frame, began to grow old, too. He felt like a man...
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah. He tells us that he had such a sense of guilt that he could not rest; and until he made confession of his sin to God, he became sick in body as well as in soul. It...
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah. While under a sense of sin, David could not pray; or his prayer, if he did offer one at all, turned into a kind of roaring, like the cry of a wounded beast. He was so...
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. A wanton glance, the sin with Bathsheba, where was the pleasure of it when it cost him all this? Such groaning that his very bones got old as if they were rotten, and his heart was heavy as if he wished to die.
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah. This is the experience of those men whom God saves. Till they confess sin, that sin rankles in them like venom; it boils their blood, it eats into their bones, it makes...
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. I have heard that certain diseases, when they are suppressed, are all the more terrible and deadly; and, certainly, suppressed sin, or suppressed sorrow for sin, which has no vent by way of confession before God, is a dreadful thing. It seems to eat into the very bones:...
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah. As if he was parched and scorched with inward grief. The agony of his soul kept him from sleeping, prevented him from taking his necessary food, and made him seem like a...
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. A wanton glance, and the sin with Bathsheba. Where was the pleasure of it when it cost him all this? Such groaning that his very bones get old as if they were rotten, and his heart was heavy as if he wished to die. “For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me.” God was...