Verses 17-19...
If the LORD had not been my help,
my soul would soon have lived in the land of silence.
When I thought, “My foot slips,”
Your steadfast love, O LORD, held me up.
When the cares of my heart are many,
Your consolations cheer my soul.
I am so thankful for the honesty of the psalmist. Tears fill my eyes as I read these verses tonight. No matter how big my sorrows, my God is bigger. No matter how lonely I become, my Jesus experienced worse. No matter how unlovely I feel, His unfailing, redeeming love will wrap me in the beautiful white robes of my Saviour's righteousness.
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