I’m working on a sermon on Psalm 27 for Sunday at Glen Carbon and later in lent I’ll use it at a midweek service in Bunker Hill.
In the Hebrew the psalm, begins and ends with the personal name of God, Yahweh. It’s usually translated as “Lord” in English.
1 Yahweh my light and my rescue. Whom shall I fear? Yahweh my stronghold. Of whom shall I be afraid?
14 Wait for Yahweh. Be strong. Strengthen your heart. Wait for Yahweh.
I wish I could be as the psalmist to begin and end each day with the name of the Lord on my lips. However, that never seems to happen. My first thought is often, “Coffee.” And my last is “Time for bed.”
Still though I can’t trust myself to utter the Lord’s name upon arising and going to bed. I can count on the Lord being present in my rising and in my retiring for the night. I can count on the Lord to be the light of my life whether awake or sleeping. That’s a wonderful grace to have, and it is grace. It’s the kind of grace that allows me to have confidence to see the goodness of Yahweh in the land of the live ones. (v.13) I can count on Yahweh’s presence as long as I am in the land of the living here on earth; and one day in the land of the eternally living.
Prayer: Gracious Father, protector of those who hope in you; You heard the cry of your Son and kept him safe in your shelter in the day of evil. Grant that your servants who seek your face in times of trouble may see your goodness in the land of the living, through your Son, Jesus Christ our Lord.