Psalm 55
    
    In the eventful life of David trouble follows trouble as 
    wave succeeds to wave. His intervals of rest were very few. Throughout his 
    days darkness seems often to gather clouds. But he finds refuge in God; and 
    deliverance was his happy experience. This God is our God forever and ever. 
    Let us trust. He will not fail us. 
    1 , 2. "Listen to my prayer, O God. Do not ignore my 
    cry for help! Please listen and answer me, for I am overwhelmed by my 
    troubles." 
    
    It is a wondrous privilege that we may be importunate 
    with God. It is no presumption to use holy boldness, and to give Him no rest 
    in cries for audience. We are permitted to tell out our sorrows in mourning 
    terms, and to pray that our sadness may attract attention. Strong crying and 
    tears marked our Lord's hours of supplication. We cannot err in following 
    Him. 
    3, 4, 5. "Because of the voice of the enemy, because 
    of the oppression of the wicked; for they cast iniquity upon me, and in 
    wrath they hate me. My heart is sorely pained within me; and the terrors of 
    death have fallen upon me. Fear and trembling have come upon me, and horror 
    has overwhelmed me." 
    It is good in prayer to specify the cause of our 
    distress. What we deeply feel, we should distinctly state. David is 
    cast down by the open reviling of his enemies, who scrupled not to impute 
    all wicked ways to him. Here we see the type of Him who suffered such 
    malignant charges against His holy walk. The Psalmist states his agonized 
    condition. Trust in God does not destroy feelings of alarm, though they 
    restrain them from overwhelming force. 
    In this fearful description of his inward agony, can we 
    fail to see the path which our great Redeemer trod? What was His state of 
    mental misery when He felt the crushing burden of His people's sins, and was 
    bowed to the earth by its overwhelming load? Sorrow was indeed the occupant 
    of His heart when the exclamation was pressed out, "My God, my God, why have 
    You forsaken Me?" We may be terrified, but we must never yield to despair.
    
    6, 7, 8. "And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! 
    for then would I fly away, and be at rest. Lo, then would I wander far off, 
    and remain in the wilderness. I would hasten my escape from the windy storm 
    and tempest." 
    It is a feeling common to the breast of man to flee 
    turmoil and to desire rest. There is a charm in tranquil peace which sweetly 
    attracts desire. Rest and peace are among the sweet promises from our great 
    Lord's lips. "Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will 
    give you rest." "Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you." Sweet is 
    the promise, "The Lord Himself shall give you peace always and by all 
    means." Therefore, as the timid dove with rapid wing flees to the lonely 
    desert, and seeks shelter from tempestuous winds, so the soul longs for the 
    tranquility of repose. 
    But in these desires there must be moderation. When 
    called to combat we must not use the coward's flight. When called to patient 
    endurance we must not show impatience. If we would win the crown we must not 
    shrink from the cross. We may find rest in trouble, when rest from 
    trouble is wisely withheld. 
    9, 10, 11. "Destroy them, Lord, and confuse their 
    speech, for I see violence and strife in the city. Its walls are patrolled 
    day and night against invaders, but the real danger is wickedness within the 
    city. Murder and robbery are everywhere there; threats and cheating are 
    rampant in the streets." 
    
    We have here an dreadful picture how sin will spread, and 
    how sinful men sow seeds of mischief. When this is evident, let the godly 
    man appeal to heaven, and pray God's power to check the evil. We have 
    encouragement in the case of the Babel-builders, and thus may ask for 
    plotting tongues to be confused. 
    12, 13, 14, 15. "For it was not an enemy who 
    reproached me; then I could have borne it; neither was it he who hated me 
    that magnified himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him; 
    but it was you, a man my equal, my guide, and my acquaintance. We took sweet 
    counsel together, and walked to the house of God in company. Let death seize 
    upon them, and let them go down quick into hell; for wickedness is in their 
    dwellings, and among them." 
    The bitterest pang is when hostility is found in one who 
    was loved as an intimate friend, and trusted as a faithful guide, and sought 
    as a confidential adviser, and walked with, as a fellow-worshiper. David 
    drank this bitter cup; so did our beloved Lord. Judas from walking by His 
    side hastened to the blackest crime. But he went to "his own place." 
    Dreadful is the thought. It is recorded for our warning. 
    16, 17. "As for me, I will call upon God; and the Lord 
    shall save me. Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry 
    aloud; and He shall hear my voice." 
    Under the pressure of such a weight of woe, David makes 
    holy profession. Let the wicked rage—let foes prove treacherous—let 
    malignity in every form assail, he will still look to God. The severest 
    trials are only blessings in disguise when they quicken our speed to the 
    mercy-seat. Then burdens become light, and darkness brightens, and songs 
    of deliverance break forth. 
    David resolves that he will not use his voice in 
    lamentations or reproach, but will call upon God; and he will do so not in 
    formality, or in lifeless exercise, but in the full assurance of faith, that 
    audience will be given. Happy are they who know that they have free access 
    to the ears of God, and that their petitions, perfumed with the Redeemer's 
    blood, will encircle the mercy-seat with fragrant incense. 
    He resolves, also, that stated periods should be set 
    apart by him for distinct worship. Doubtless, we should be always in a 
    prayerful frame, and constant prayers should carry our desires on high. But 
    still to prevent forgetfulness, it is the part of wisdom diligently to 
    adhere to regulated times. Three times each day David made distinct 
    supplications. 
    18. "He has delivered my soul in peace from the battle 
    that was against me; for there were many with me." 
    Happy is the mind which is enriched with large 
    experiences of felt mercies. No act of heavenly goodness should be 
    forgotten. The catalogue is capable of almost daily enlargement, and it 
    should be studied with devout thanksgiving. David had been a warrior from 
    his youth. He had taken part in many battles. He had been preserved, not in 
    safety only, but in peace. He had felt that God was on his side, and that in 
    God's support he was stronger than all the hosts of men. While others 
    trembled he knew no fears. 
    Is not this God our God forever and ever? Leaning 
    on His arm, should we not realize immovable support? David felt that there 
    were many with him. The eyes of Elijah's servant were opened to behold the 
    surrounding mountains filled with horses of fire and chariots of fire. Is it 
    not true that thus many are with us, and that the angel of the Lord encamps 
    round about those who fear Him and delivers them? 
    19. "God shall hear, and afflict them, even He who 
    abides of old. Because they have no changes, therefore they fear not God."
    
    David's faith grows stronger as his trials swell. 
    Unwavering is his confidence that his prayers shall all be heard, and 
    vengeance shall destroy his foes. He states the ground of his confidence, 
    even his knowledge that God changes not, but is the same yesterday, and 
    today, and forever. With Him there is no variableness, neither shadow of 
    turning. His mercy, which has been from everlasting, endures forever. 
    A reason is given why the ungodly disregard the Lord. 
    They have no changes—they are at ease. Soft is the nest in which they 
    quietly repose. They have comfort today, and they fondly think that it will 
    always last. Whereas the children of the Lord, who are emptied from vessel 
    to vessel, learn in each change to cling more closely to their God. 
    20, 21. "He has put forth his hands against those who 
    are at peace with him; he has broken his covenant. The words of his mouth 
    were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart; his words were softer 
    than oil, yet were they drawn swords."
    
    A picture is reproduced of the falsehood of the ungodly. 
    They treacherously assail the friends who trust them—their pledged promises 
    are wantonly disregarded. With gentle language and with oily tongue they 
    flatter and profess love, while the bitterest enmity is lurking in their 
    hearts. 
    This cruel trial burst with intensity on the head of 
    Jesus. The traitor drew near with words of reverence and love, with 
    treachery in his heart. 
    22, 23. "Cast your burden upon the Lord, and He shall 
    sustain you; He shall never allow the righteous to be moved. But You, O God, 
    shall bring them down into the pit of destruction; bloody and deceitful men 
    shall not live out half their days; but I will trust in You." 
    A precious exhortation follows, supported by precious 
    promises. It is acknowledged that burdens may press heavily upon the child 
    of God; but he is exhorted not to sink beneath them, but to cast them on Him 
    who is ever at hand to receive them, even the Lord. Oh, for faith most fully 
    to obey, and thus to obtain entire relief! Let us clasp to our hearts the 
    promise, "He shall sustain you." Amid most raging billows Peter did not 
    sink. Mountains of adversity crushed not David.
    Two inferences follow. He had full assurance that his 
    cruel and treacherous foes were only digging the pit of misery for 
    themselves, while his deliverance would only deepen his unfailing confidence 
    in God. Oh for more of this happy trust! It is worth more than ten thousand 
    worlds.