As In a Mirror

“The mouth of the righteous speaks wisdom,
And his tongue talks of justice.
The law of his God is in his heart;
None of his steps shall slide.

Wait on the LORD,
And keep His way,
And He shall exalt you to inherit the land;
When the wicked are cut off, you shall see it.
I have seen the wicked in great power,
And spreading himself like a native green tree.
Yet he passed away, and behold, he was no more;
Indeed I sought him, but he could not be found.

Mark the blameless man, and observe the upright;
For the future of that man is peace.
But the transgressors shall be destroyed together;
The future of the wicked shall be cut off.

But the salvation of the righteous is from the LORD;
He is their strength in the time of trouble.
And the LORD shall help them and deliver them;
He shall deliver them from the wicked,
And save them,
Because they trust in Him.” (Psalm 37:30-31, 34-40)

“Blessed is the man whose strength is in You,
Whose heart is set on pilgrimage.
As they pass through the Valley of Baca,
They make it a spring;
The rain also covers it with pools.
They go from strength to strength;
Each one appears before God in Zion.

O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer;
Give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah
O God, behold our shield,
And look upon the face of Your anointed.

For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand.
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
Than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For the LORD God is a sun and shield;
The LORD will give grace and glory;
No good thing will He withhold
From those who walk uprightly.

O LORD of hosts,
Blessed is the man who trusts in You!” (Psalm 84:5-12)

I hide Your words within my heart
To never depart.
Now I see that glory
So dimly, but earnestly
I seek Your face
So I never fade away
Running after other things.
I want to be in Your place
And walk in all of Your ways.
I run after this one thing,
The presence of the King.

Today, my own words are few. No great philosophical or theological musings. (I did that last week!) It’s real simple. Often times what poetry does is it takes the deep, deep things within the heart and releases them in such a way that everyone can understand, like a flower blooming. The kind of poetry I love is the kind that requires some Scriptural literacy. Take an example from Amy Carmichael: “Let all be anathema to me/ That turns me from Getsemane.” What went on in Gethsemane? That is where Jesus prayed, “Not My will, Father, but Yours be done.” Let all else be anathema to me!

I also wanted to share this song for the week, which follows this theme. “In Your Freedom.” The more I listen to this song, the more I really love it.

I search for You God of strength
I bow to You in my brokenness
And no other King could have so humbly come
To save my soul and heal my heart

I have nothing more than all You offer me
There is nothing else that’s of worth to me

And I love You Lord
You rescued me
You are all that I want
You’re all that I need

I pray to You God of peace
I rest in You my cares released

I have nothing more than all You offer me
There is nothing else that’s of worth to me

In Your freedom I will live
In Your freedom I will live
I offer devotion, I offer devotion

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