Having now completed our reading of the life of our Lord up to his resurrection, we will meditate upon a few choice psalms. The first is full of praise and adoration.
Few things are both good and pleasant. Medicine is good, but not pleasant; sin, to the ungodly, is pleasant, but it can never be good. In the praise of God both the good and the pleasant are combined.
With poor self-condemned outcast souls he builds up his church. His grace delights to select such, and to do great things for them.
It will be well to read these two verses over again. The Lord who tells the stars, bends over wounded sinners, and binds up broken hearts—condescension like this is amazing. In the contemplation of it we are lost in love and wonder.
The Creator cares for the work of his own hands. Does he hear the ravens cry and will he not hear us when we confess our sins and ask for pardon? Ay, that he will.
Psalm 147:10, 11
We value men by their strength, God cares more for their weakness; we admire those who can run with speed: he favours those who have learned to rest in his mercy. Let the weak in body and mind be consoled by the fact that the Lord of Mercy cares for them.
Whether it be in the realm of nature or grace the word of the Lord brooks no hindrance, yields to no obstacle.
so that the tender plants are protected from the frost
Dwellers in severe climates feel the force of this. It is a striking expression. If the comforts of grace and nature were removed from us we should soon perish. Who can stand before his cold?
We who dwell in this land of privileges ought to be as grateful as ancient Israel. As a family we have been highly favoured, and let us, one and all, unite in praising the Lord.
From all that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator’s praise arise;
Let the Redeemer’s name be sung
Through every land, by every tongue.
Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends thy word:
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore
Till suns shall rise and set no more.