March 3, 2021 -- Psalm 5:11-12 -- Semi colon because the story is not done
/But let all who take refuge in you rejoice;
let them ever sing for joy,
and spread your protection over them,
that those who love your name may exult in you.
For you bless the righteous, O LORD;
you cover them with favor as with a shield.
Psalm 5:11-12 English Standard Version
In case my parents are reading this, be assured I’m not getting a tattoo. Okay, that is out of the way. If, hypothetically, if I did get a tattoo, it’d be a semi-colon on my wrist. Others with the same struggle I have will immediately recognize it and those who are informed or taught will understand. A semi colon ( ; ) indicates a pause in a sentence. It is a symbol to declare the one so marked has paused and reconsidered the act of suicide. It means the person has decided his story is not done.
The psalmist began this Psalm lamenting, belly-aching grief poured out in prayer before the LORD. He has prepared his sacrifice and watched. Perhaps his attentiveness on the LORD has lasted a long time with no sense of the LORD’s nearness or love. The story is not done.
Whether or not the LORD responded, the psalmist has preached to his own soul. Let all who take refuge in You rejoice. This is a decision. There is a prayer and plea—spread your protection over them. It is a vow of trust. It might well be that before the LORD has acted in faithfulness, in advance of God’s responding to the prayer of His servant, the servant, recalling past evidences of the LORD’s goodness, remembers this: “For you bless the righteous, O LORD; you cover him with favor as a shield”—and the psalmist will not let his groaning overwhelm him, he will watch in attendance on the LORD. There is no better refuge. The story is not done. He will live to write again.
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Psalm 5 is the song and prayer today. It is very much a lament, yet the tune offers some hopeful notes as well. Hope it is a blessing and inspiration.
Listen to my words, O LORD; Know the whispered things I say.
Heed my crying out for help—God, my King, to You I pray.
Hear me in the morning, LORD, When I lift my voice on high,
Setting forth my plea to You, looking out with watchful eye.
For I know that You, O God, Find in evil no delight;
Evil cannot dwell with You, Nor the proud stand in Your sight.
You hate all who practice sin. You destroy the one who lies;
For the LORD abominates Those who schemes of blood devise.
Yet in Your abounding love, To Your house will I drawn near,
Bowing to Your holy place, Worshiping in rev’rent fear.
Since, O LORD, my enemies All around me lie in wait,
Lead me in Your righteousness; Make Your way before me straight.
In their mouth there is no truth; All their heart destruction seeks,
Like an open grave their throat, Whole their tongue with honey speaks.
Make them bear their guilt, O God; Snare them in the things they planned!
Cast them out for all their sins, Rebel who against You stand.
Yet let all who trust in You Sing for joy through all their days.
Guard all those who love Your name; Let them give You joyful praise.
Blessing to the righteous one, You, O LORD, will surely bring;
With your favor, like a shield, You will give him covering.
Joseph Parry, 1879 tune Abertystwyth 77.77.D
The ARP Psalter