Assur also is joined with them: they have holpen the children of Lot. Selah. Here is a mention of the growing power of Assyria. What a host there was, what a band of enemies against God’s people! Oh, dear friends, I trust that none of us will have our names written in this black list! Be not enemies of God and of his truth; for, if so, you will...
Do unto them as unto the Midianites; as to Sisera, as to Jabin, at the brook of Kison: which perished at Endor: they became as dung for the earth. In those great battles the enemies of the Lord and his people were utterly cut in pieces. Mighty men as they were, they left their corpses to manure the soil.
Make their nobles like Oreb, and like Zeeb: yea, all their princes as Zebah, and as Zalmunna. These were four princes who were slain by Gideon and his allies; two of them bore the names of wolf and raven, — cruel names, and war is ever a cruel thing. But what had they done, these men of arms, these mighty warriors? The psalmist tells us: —
Who said, Let us take to ourselves the houses of God in possession. They were not content with their own houses, they wanted God’s houses; and there are some men who can never rest except when they are doing mischief to the cause and cross of Christ. Woe unto them, for the fate of Oreb and Zeeb shall be theirs in due time!
O my God, make them like a wheel; as the stubble before the wind. Or rather, “Thou shalt make them a wheel,” never still. The real translation, I think, would be, “Make them like those light dry flowers which are blown by the wind across the plains.” Mr. Thomson, in his Land and the Book, speaks of the branches of the wild artichoke which form a...
As the fire burneth a wood, and as the flame setteth the mountains on fire; Travelers tell us that they have sometimes seen the sides of mountains all ablaze where the timber, growing old, and everything being dry in the heat of summer, a chance spark has set the whole on a flame. This is what God will do with his enemies. He will as certainly and...
And make them afraid with thy storm. Fill their faces with shame; that they may seek thy name, O LORD. That is the prayer which we might pray tonight for all those who are denying the Godhead of Christ, and his great sacrifice of the Cross, and for all who reject the inspiration of Scripture and the blessed doctrines of grace. “O Lord, fill their...
Let them be confounded and troubled for ever; Or rather, “They shall be confounded and troubled for ever.” That is an awful passage, “Confounded and troubled for ever.”
Yea, let them be put to shame, and perish: that men may know that thou, whose name alone is JEHOVAH, art the most high over all the earth. You notice that, when I read the Scriptures, wherever I find the word LORD in capital letters, I read it as Jehovah, for so it should be. I wish that the translators of the Revised Version had had the courage...
How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts! The outer portions and the inner parts as well, — how lovely they all are! To be among thy people, to have sweet fellowship with them, how delightful it is, “O Lord of hosts Thou dwellest in thy tabernacles, O Jehovah of hosts, like a king in the center of his army, and thy people encamp round...
How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts! My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. Perhaps the psalmist would never have said, “How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts!” if he had not been detained from them so long that he could truly say, “My soul...
How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts ! “Though they are only tabernacles, temporary structures that are soon to be taken down, and carried away, they are very dear to us. Thy tabernacles are so lovely to us because thou dost meet us there.”
How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts! “How amiable “ — how lovely “are thy tabernacles!” The temple was not then built; the Lord’s house was as yet only a tent, so that it is not the glory of architecture that makes the house to be lovely, the glory of it is the indwelling God. “How amiable are thy tabernacles!” That is to say, every...
My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: Those children of God, who have been for even a little while exiled from the court of the Lord, prize them all the more when they get back to them. Psa_84:2. My heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. There gets to be so deep a longing to appear once more in the house of the...
My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. A little starving brings on an appetite for health-giving food, and a brief absence from the house of God, through sickness, or by reason of distance, makes a Christian sigh and cry for the dainties of the divine table. Even the...
My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. His soul longed until, as it were, it grew pale, — for so the Hebrew may be rendered, — it grew white with faintness in the intensity of his desire to get up to the courts where God was to be found. God is a King, his ancient...
Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, — She is such a bold bird that she comes and picks up a crumb or two even in the courts of God’s house; so, Lord, let me be one of thy sparrows today: “ Yea, the sparrow hath found an house,” — Psa_84:3. And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my...
Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God. The psalmist envies even the birds that twitter around the sanctuary, and wishes that he, too, had wings that he might fly to God’s altar with them, and there take up his permanent abode.
Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God. He envies even the sparrows, which have no sort of bashfulness, but boldly enter God’s house, and find a house for themselves there. O Lord, make me like the sparrows, blessed in finding...