My soul thirsteth for God, — It was a soul thirst, not a throat thirst; the thirst had got as far down as the soul, till the inner spirit was as dry as a man’s throat after a long journey through the desert. “My soul thirsteth for God,” Psa_42:2. For the living God: David had thirsted, you remember, for water from the well of Bethlehem that is...
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? Not God’s worship only; not God’s people, but God himself he pants for. Oh! for such a thirst. The next best thing to having God is to have an insatiable thirst after him. Do you think a soul ever could be cast away that longed for God? Impossible. There is...
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? Not sacraments, not sermons, but God. Not books, not even prayers, but God. Three times he puts it; “for God”--“for the living God”--“that I may come and appear before God.” We could not pant after an idol or an image; but we do thirst after a living God that...
When shall I come and appear before God? My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? That is another of the taunts of the ungodly. Just now, they said, “When shall he die and his name perish?” Now they cry, “Where is thy God?” “You said that he would help you; you were sure that he would comfort...
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? The psalmist had sorrow within, and persecution without, and a Christian sometimes has to eat salt meat. “My tears have been my meat.” He finds but very little sweetness or solace in such food as this; yet, after all, there is much in a Christian’s...
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? “Thou art forsaken. God has forgotten thee.” At the very thought of this, he had the salt meat of his tears, and nothing else, for there is nothing that touches a Christian’s heart and wounds him to the quick like that. “Where is thy God?”
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? That is a very stinging question, and the enemy knows that and he takes care to put it often to the Christian.” “Where is thy God.” “ My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” That was the bitterest bitter in Christ’s cup. When our adversaries think...
When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy day. You see, brethren, the more a man enjoys the means of grace at one time, the more he grieves when he loses them. “I had gone with the multitude.”...
When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy day. Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance....
When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: You could not help it. It is not the best thing in the world. Meditation is always good, but it needs to be done in a wise way, else we may meditate ourselves into still deeper griefs. “ I pour out my soul in me.” Psa_42:4. For I had gone with the multitude, Here were memories which made him...
When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me :- That is not a good thing to do; if you do pour your soul out, do not pour it into yourself again. There is little gain when you merely empty your grief out of yourself into yourself. I have known many a man lay his burden down, and then take it up again directly. That is poor economy; the...
For I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holy day. Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? You see, the psalmist here talks to himself. Every man is two men; we are duplicates, if not triplicates, and it is well sometimes to...
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance. As one well remarks, Christian men have a deal of indoor work to do. They have not only to question others, but they have to question themselves. “Why art thou cast down, O my soul?” Be very jealous,...
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? As old Master Trapp says, “David tries to talk David out of the dumps; and he does well.” Here were two Davids--David that was down and David that was up, and David draws David up. So you, too, if you are a little low tonight, should let your better, godlier self talk to...
Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance. “I know I shall; he will yet look at me. I shall not always be in the dark; wherefore, let me begin at once to praise him.” It is well sometimes to snatch a light from the altars of the future, and with it to kindle the sacrifices of the present: “I shall yet praise him...
O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar. Oh, what a mercy it is to be able to look back upon our past experiences of God’s mercy! How delightful it is to remember what the Lord was, to us in days gone by, for he is the same God still. When you are...
O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar. Or the little hill. I did know thee there. These were thy trysting-places. There didst thou meet with me, and I do remember this, and canst thou have met me in love so often, and wilt thou cast me away now?...
O my God, my soul is cast down within me: Is it not a blessed thing that, even when he is down, he says, “ Oh, my God”? He gets hold of his God. He has lost his company, but he has not lost his God. See-“my soul”--“my God.” His God is as much his as his soul is his. He puts them together-“my God”-“my soul.” Psa_42:6. Therefore will I remember thee...
O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar. From the little hill I will think of all thy former love; — all the sacred spots where thou hast met with me, all the lonely places where thou hast been my comfort, and all the joyful regions where thou hast...