The Weapon of God’s Word

I rise before dawn and cry out for help. —Psalm 119:147

The poet has not neglected God in his waking hours; he exercises what Matthew Henry calls “the handmaids of his devotion: hope in, and meditation on, God’s word.” The poet has already given hours to his devotion, and yet doubt still visits his doorstep. How very human our poet is, as he reminds us that God is just as available by night as he is by day . . .

He knows prayer, and yet he is still waiting for answers to the deeper things that weigh on his soul. And here he still lies in the night watches, his doubt and fears hopping about on the ground like crickets, chirping in the expanse. So he picks up his trusty weapons of choice—the surety of the word and mediation on it—and, though weary of the battle, he calls yet again with hope to the One who has unlimited power and strength to fight with fists of untiring fury, lighting the night sky and chasing away the darkness. ¹

¹ His Testimonies, My Heritage, 2019, K.A. Ellis (Kristie Anyabwile)

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His Testimonies, My Heritage (2019) edited by Kristie Anyabwile, used by kind permission of the Publisher, The Good Book Company. www.thegoodbook.com

Scripture taken from The CSB