The Hart and the Water-Brooks: a practical exposition of the forty-second Psalm. — John Shaqi
The Hart and the Water-Brooks: a practical exposition of the forty-second Psalm.Macduff, John R. (John Ross)
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The Hart and the Water-Brooks: a practical exposition of the forty-second Psalm.
Macduff, John R. (John Ross)
Bible. Psalms, XLII -- Commentaries
We may imagine David, when he composed this Psalm, wrapped in silent
contemplation--the past, the present, and the future suggesting
mingled reflections. The shepherd, the king, the fugitive! Sad comment
on the alternations of human life! humbling lesson for God's Anointed!
It furnishes him with a true estimate of the world's greatness. It has
taught him the utter nothingness of all here as a portion for the
soul. Amid outward trial and inward despondency, FAITH looks to its
only true refuge and resting-place. His truant heart softened and
saddened by calamity, turns to its God,--"_As the hart panteth after
the water-brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. My soul
thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear
before God?_" (Ver. 1, 2.) But the wave is beaten back again! He
remembers his sins and his sorrows, and (more galling to his sensitive
spirit) the taunts of ungodly scoffers. "_My tears have been my meat
day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?_"
(Ver. 3.) Moreover, he is denied the solace of public ordinances. He
can no longer, as once he could, light the decaying ashes of his faith
at the fires of the altar. Memory dwelt with chastened sadness on the
hours of holy convocation. "_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._" (Ver. 4.) But, once more, the new-born principle
regains the mastery. He rebukes his own unbelief, urges renewed
dependence on God, and triumphs in the assurance of His countenance
and love. "_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._" (Ver. 5.) But again the harp is muffled!
_Unbelief_ musters her ranks; fresh remembrances of sin and sorrow
crowd upon him. "_O my God, my soul is cast down within me._" (Ver.
6.) _Faith_, however, has its antidote at hand, and the momentary
cause of depression is removed. The memory of former succours and
mercies inspires with confidence for the future, and he immediately
adds, "_I will remember_ THEE (in this the place of my Exile) _from
the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar_."
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