More than watchmen for the morning

Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord!

O Lord, hear my voice!

Let your ears be attentive

to the voice of my pleas for mercy!

If you, O Lord, should mark iniquities,

O Lord, who could stand?

But with you there is forgiveness,

that you may be feared.

I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,

and in his word I hope;

my soul waits for the Lord

more than watchmen for the morning,

more than watchmen for the morning.

O Israel, hope in the Lord!

For with the Lord there is steadfast love,

and with him is plentiful redemption.

And he will redeem Israel

from all his iniquities.

– Psalm 130 (ESV)

I love this Psalm.

It got me thinking. We are all, truly, waiting for the morning, aren’t we? I’ve experienced what I consider some bright mornings here on earth. But I don’t know – maybe I don’t really know what “bright” is.

There is a part of my soul that is waiting. Waiting for the Lord’s bright dawn, with more expectancy and longing than a watchman waits for the morning. Because the Lord is really the only One we can truly hope in, with every assurance that our hope will not disappoint.

That’s why the Psalmist exhorts Israel to wait for the Lord. In him alone is steadfast love, and plentiful, bountiful redemption.

I love redemption!

And deep down I know that all the brightest mornings I can ever experience here will seem dull and shabby compared to the bright Morning that is to come.

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