Psalm 88
“O LORD, God of my salvation; I cry out day and night
before you.” The writer from the sons of Korah was in a very low
condition. “My soul is full of troubles.” He suspected that death
could not be far away. In his despair he could not see anything
beyond the grave.
Yet he had enough faith in the Almighty to cry out to
God personally. “You have put me in the depths of the pit.” He
was near death, but not as the result of impersonal forces of disease
or treachery. He knew that God was sovereign over all and that the
Lord was angry with him. “Your wrath lies heavy upon me.”
The psalmist expressed his sense of extreme abandonment
and attributed this also to the hand of God. He was trapped, and his
lonely life was slipping away. Yet he continued to call out to the
Lord for deliverance night and day. He could not approach death with
peace. The only life that he knew would soon be gone.
Almost every psalm in the Bible ends with some note of
hope, but not Psalm 88. The psalmist's words complete the full range
of human emotion by providing us with this example of a man who cried
out to God at his very lowest moment. He was like a Jeremiah or a
Paul who despaired of life itself and was utterly at the end of his
strength. The only sign of spiritual life remaining in him was the
simple fact that he was still addressing the Almighty.
Yet the psalmist's last cry to God in despair was a word
of enduring faith. Like the Messiah on the cross, He called out to
God when all was lost. In the words of Psalm 88, “O Lord, why do
You cast my soul away? Why do You hide your face from me?”
All was not lost. Out of the final wounds of our
Redeemer came the greatest and most powerful hope that humanity has
ever known. Because of Him, there is a future even for those who have
nothing left. As we learn from the resurrection, when Jesus cried out
to His Father, “He was heard.” (Hebrews 5:7) From the darkest
corner of a dying world, the Son of God has won for His people the
glories of heaven.
Prayer
from A
Book of Prayers
Great God of Our
Salvation, You hear Your children when they call upon Your Name. We
cannot trust in our strength, for it is almost gone. We cannot trust
in our companions, for they have rejected us. Make us to praise You
in resurrection life. Those that lie in the grave cannot sing praises
to You. We are helpless unless You speak life again into our mortal
bodies.
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