A Plea for Victory
A song. A psalm of David.
1 My heart is confident, God;
I will sing; I will sing praises
with the whole of my being.[a]
2 Wake up, harp and lyre!
I will wake up the dawn.
3 I will praise you, Lord, among the peoples;
I will sing praises to you among the nations.
4 For your faithful love is higher than the heavens,
and your faithfulness reaches to the clouds.
5 God, be exalted above the heavens,
and let your glory be over the whole earth.
6 Save with your right hand and answer me
so that those you love may be rescued.
7 God has spoken in his sanctuary:[b]
“I will celebrate!
I will divide up Shechem.
I will apportion the Valley of Succoth.
8 Gilead is mine, Manasseh is mine,
and Ephraim is my helmet;
Judah is my scepter.
9 Moab is my washbasin;
I throw my sandal on Edom.
I shout in triumph over Philistia.”
10 Who will bring me to the fortified city?
Who will lead me to Edom?
11 God, haven’t you rejected us?
God, you do not march out with our armies.
12 Give us aid against the foe,
for human help is worthless.
13 With God we will perform valiantly;
he will trample our foes.
Prayer against an Enemy
For the choir director. A psalm of David.
1 God of my praise, do not be silent.
2 For wicked and deceitful mouths open against me;
they speak against me with lying tongues.
3 They surround me with hateful words
and attack me without cause.
4 In return for my love they accuse me,
but I continue to pray.[c]
5 They repay me evil for good,
and hatred for my love.
6 Set a wicked person over him;
let an accuser[d] stand at his right hand.
7 When he is judged, let him be found guilty,
and let his prayer be counted as sin.
8 Let his days be few;
let another take over his position.
9 Let his children be fatherless
and his wife a widow.
10 Let his children wander as beggars,
searching for food far[e] from their demolished homes.
11 Let a creditor seize all he has;
let strangers plunder what he has worked for.
12 Let no one show him kindness,
and let no one be gracious to his fatherless children.
13 Let the line of his descendants be cut off;
let their name be blotted out in the next generation.
14 Let the iniquity of his fathers
be remembered before the Lord,
and do not let his mother’s sin be blotted out.
15 Let their sins[f] always remain before the Lord,
and let him remove[g] all memory of them from the earth.
16 For he did not think to show kindness,
but pursued the suffering, needy, and brokenhearted
in order to put them to death.
17 He loved cursing—let it fall on him;
he took no delight in blessing—let it be far from him.
18 He wore cursing like his coat—
let it enter his body like water
and go into his bones like oil.
19 Let it be like a robe he wraps around himself,
like a belt he always wears.
20 Let this be the Lord’s payment to my accusers,
to those who speak evil against me.
21 But you, Lord, my Lord,
deal kindly with me for your name’s sake;
because your faithful love is good, rescue me.
22 For I am suffering and needy;
my heart is wounded within me.
23 I fade away like a lengthening shadow;
I am shaken off like a locust.
24 My knees are weak from fasting,
and my body is emaciated.[h]
25 I have become an object of ridicule to my accusers;[i]
when they see me, they shake their heads in scorn.
26 Help me, Lord my God;
save me according to your faithful love
27 so they may know that this is your hand
and that you, Lord, have done it.
28 Though they curse, you will bless.
When they rise up, they will be put to shame,
but your servant will rejoice.
29 My accusers will be clothed with disgrace;
they will wear their shame like a cloak.
30 I will fervently thank the Lord with my mouth;
I will praise him in the presence of many.
31 For he stands at the right hand of the needy
to save him from those who would condemn him.
The Priestly King
A psalm of David.
1 This is the declaration of the Lord
to my Lord:
“Sit at my right hand
until I make your enemies your footstool.”
2 The Lord will extend your mighty scepter from Zion.
Rule[j] over your surrounding[k] enemies.
3 Your people will volunteer
on your day of battle.[l]
In holy splendor, from the womb of the dawn,
the dew of your youth belongs to you.[m]
4 The Lord has sworn an oath and will not take it back:
“You are a priest forever
according to the pattern of Melchizedek.”
5 The Lord is at your right hand;
he will crush kings on the day of his anger.
6 He will judge the nations, heaping up corpses;
he will crush leaders over the entire world.
7 He will drink from the brook by the road;
therefore, he will lift up his head.
The first five verses of Psalm 108 opens with a declaration of the greatness of God in song and instrument. Afterwards notice that verse 6 says “… so that those you love may be rescued” or some translations read “delivered”. Rescued from what though?
The doldrums is an old maritime word used to describe a sea condition where there is no wind or wave to move a sailor’s ship and would often end with a sudden wind blowing. It is a bleak period that sailors dread being caught in because their ship could be stuck in doldrums for weeks. We may have heard a similar phrase, “the summer doldrums,” where the heat of summer drags on but suddenly ends with a cooling thunderstorm or an early cool front. The opening verses of Psalm 108 are a declaration to be free of the doldrums as well and a hope for a sudden filling of God’s spirit; these verses crescendo into high praise for God. Have you ever been lifted up by a praise song when you sing aloud an awesome melody? These times bring about a remembrance of God’s goodness and then deliverance comes while residing in the atmosphere of His presence. If you are caught in the doldrums today, remember that deliverance can arise in hopeful singing and praise – ushering in His presence all the while.
Psalm 92:1 It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praise to your name, Most High