Friday, December 11, 2015

Rediscovery of the depth and beauty of Psalmody (Part 3): pouring out our sorrow in front of Him

Toscana, Italy  source

The Bible-believing Christians should rejoice in the Lord always (Phil.4:4), for this is what He commands us. We also know well that one of the important fruits of the Spirit is joy (Gal.5:22).

What impressed me and comforted me, however, is that He also allows us to pour out our sorrow in front of Him as we read Psalm 88, for example.

Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves.
Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me;
thou has made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: Lord, I have called daily upon thee,
I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
Psalm 88:6-9

Isn't it so comforting that He allows us to express our inner pains, lament and anguish? Isn't it such a consolation that He is willing to listen to our heart cry and embrace it? By singing, listening and meditating on Psalmody, He has brought such a deep healing effect on my soul.

So if you are in distress now, come with me and listen to Psalm 88 together. Upon meditating on the verses, you can freely express your inner cry to Him. He is so merciful and full of love. Come to Him and talk to Him.

Psalter Number 240.  Psalm 88
An Outpouring of Sorrow
1. Lord, the God of my salvation,
Day and night I cry to Thee;
Let my prayer now find acceptance,
In Thy mercy answer me.
Full of troubles and affliction,
Nigh to death my soul is brought
Helpless, like one cast forever
From Thy care and from Thy thought.
2. Thou hast brought me down to darkness,
'Neath Thy wrath I am oppressed;
All the billows of affliction
Overwhelm my soul distressed.
Thou hast made my friends despise me,
And companionless I go,
Bound, and helpless in my bondage,
Pining in my bitter woe.
3. Unto Thee with hands uplifted
Daily I direct my cry;
Hear, O Lord, my supplication,
Hear and save me ere I die.
Wilt Thou wait to show Thy wonders
And Thy mercy to the dead?
Let me live to tell Thy praises,
By Thy lovingkindness led.
4. Still, O Lord, renewed each morning
Unto Thee my prayer shall be;
Cast me not away forever,
Let me now Thy favor see.
All my life is spent in sorrow,
Grief and terror always nigh,
Waves of wrath have surged about me;
Show Thy mercy ere I die.
5. Friend and lover are departed,
Dark and lonely is my way;
Lord, be Thou my friend and helper,
Still to Thee, O Lord, I pray.
Lord, the God of my salvation,
Day and night I cry to Thee;
Let my prayer now find acceptance,
In Thy mercy answer me.