assures us, “Neither is there salva tion in any other; for there is none other name under heaven, given among men, whereby we must be saved.” No wonder David could ask the question, “Whom shall I fear?” Fear here means not just anxiety as it does at the end of the verse, but also represents the consideration that there is no one else deserving of our reverential trust. Who is there I can praise as I ought to praise the Lord ? There is a natural and holy fear of offending God. There is a concern that we might yield to temptation. There is a realization of the result of pride in our lives. All of these things are very evident. They must be considered. God is the only One whom we can truly fear in the sense of reverential trust. The Psalmist continues, “The Lord is the strength of my life!” In what or in whom do you find your strength? Do you have a lo t of money? Do you have a good many friends? Is your health quite good? Do you count on things being the same tomorrow as they are today? Whether we are willing to face it or not, they won’t be in the future. Do you know that some day you could suffer a mental breakdown? Physi cians tell us that one out of every two hospital beds is occupied today with an individual who is suffering from a mental problem. It could hap- to you. The very word strength signifies the idea of being twisted together. Let me put it this way: when my life is intertwined with God’s life, my weakness is made His strength. Imagine that I’m holding a piece of thread in my hands. It can be bro ken easily. Yet if I take this thread and intertwine it with a stronger piece of cord or rope, it becomes im possible to break. It has taken on the strength of that around which it has been intertwined. This is like the strength you have available
that David is confessing far more that the fact that God is light. He’s testifying that the Lord is his light. There is the personal and practical application. David found life and light in a Person. “The Lord is my light and my sal vation.” There’s only one Person in whom we can t r u s t confidently. There’s only one Saviour. There are not a dozen. There are not even two Saviours. There’s only one way to NOT THE PLACE BUT HIM It would be sweet could I see it, That land where the Saviour walked, The quiet roads in the glowing, The hills where He sat and talked. My heart would be ever searching For some dear trace of Him there, His footprints in the meadows. The tones of His voice in the air. My hand would be ever questing, With fingertips athrill, For an ancient wall or a rock where His touch might linger still. My feet would falter in anguish At the place where my dear Lord died My very soul would be sobbing, My heart would be crucified. Yes, it would be sweet, could I see it, My cup is filled to the brim With the blessed hope of seeing soon Not the place where He dwelt, — but Him! — Martha Snell Nicholson find eternal life. I heard a man testi fy that it had taken him 40 years to learn just three simple truths. First of all, he finally came to appre ciate that he couldn't do anything to save himself; second, that God didn’t expect him to ; and finally, that Christ absolutely had done it all. The Lord is my salvation. That word is El Shaddai. I t means the Covenant-Keeper, the One who never goes back on His promises. Acts 4:12 4
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