The Lord is my protector;
he is my strong fortress.
My God is my protection,
and with him I am safe.
He protects me like a shield;
he defends me and keeps me safe.
He is my savior;
he protects me and saves me…
David spoke from experience. Thank you, Lord, for affording me the priviledge of having lived this also.
In my trouble I called to the Lord;
I called to my God for help.
In his temple he heard my voice;
he listened to my cry for help.
David must be referring to the celestial temple (Revelation 11:19) as opposed to the terrestrial one (1 Kings 6:37-38).
…I have kept myself from doing wrong.
May I always be able to say the same, Father.
This God is my strong refuge;
he makes my pathway safe.
He makes me sure-footed as a deer;
he keeps me safe on the mountains.
Habakkuk 3:19. 😊 May I not look to walk anywhere else.
David son of Jesse was the man whom God made great, whom the God of Jacob chose to be king, and who was the composer of beautiful songs for Israel. These are David’s last words…
It makes me kind of sad to read that although we all must pass from the scene on day. David had nearly three books in the Bible that covered his life. The other kings? Just a handful of chapters. I wonder what the Lord will write about me?
These are the names of David’s famous soldiers…
Is this the Old Testament equivalent of Hebrews 11? And as for me, what is it that I value really?
The Israelites fell back, but he stood his ground and fought the Philistines until his hand was so cramped that he could not let go of his sword. The Lord won a great victory that day. After it was over, the Israelites returned to where Eleazar was…
May I likewise be someone who stands in the gap, Father (Ezekiel 22:30).
At that time David was on a fortified hill, and a group of Philistines had occupied Bethlehem. David grew homesick and said, “How I wish someone would bring me a drink of water from the well by the gate at Bethlehem!” The three famous soldiers forced their way through the Philistine camp, drew some water from the well, and brought it back to David. But he would not drink it; instead he poured it out as an offering to the Lord and said, “Lord, I could never drink this! It would be like drinking the blood of these men who risked their lives!” So he refused to drink it.
Be careful what you wish for…
Those were the brave deeds of the three famous soldiers.
I do hope and trust that some of my deeds might qualify for being brave, Lord. And I do look forward to those that await.