1 Praise be to the Lord my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle. 2 He is my loving God and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer, my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples[a] under me. 3 Lord, what are human beings that you care for them, mere mortals that you think of them? 4 They are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow. 5 Part your heavens, Lord, and come down; touch the mountains, so that they smoke. 6 Send forth lightning and scatter the enemy; shoot your arrows and rout them. 7 Reach down your hand from on high; deliver me and rescue me from the mighty waters, from the hands of foreigners 8 whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful. 9 I will sing a new song to you, my God; on the ten-stringed lyre I will make music to you, 10 to the One who gives victory to kings, who delivers his servant David. From the deadly sword 11 deliver me; rescue me from the hands of foreigners whose mouths are full of lies, whose right hands are deceitful. 12 Then our sons in their youth will be like well-nurtured plants, and our daughters will be like pillars carved to adorn a palace. 13 Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision. Our sheep will increase by thousands, by tens of thousands in our fields; 14 our oxen will draw heavy loads.[b] There will be no breaching of walls, no going into captivity, no cry of distress in our streets. 15 Blessed is the people of whom this is true; blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.
“Praise be to the Lord my Rock who never lets war come near me and who doesn’t let me get involved in battles”…that is how many of us would prefer the first verse of this psalm to read! Of course, this is not the case, and we quickly come to see that as long as we are still living in this world we are in a battle (or a series of battles).
It’s good to regularly remind myself that I am in an unseen spiritual battle, because strangely enough, I seem to regularly forget this and get a little caught off guard by it.
But God offers us ongoing training in battle, as well as being our shield and refuge in the midst of it, and thankfully, He gives us ultimate victory!
I will get through this (and every future) battle I face, and I will grow a little stronger, as a result, ready to face the next one. He is training me for battle, and with each little victory I get stronger.
The last verse of this psalm sums it up well: “Blessed are the people of whom this is true; blessed are the people whose God is the Lord”.
Written by Shelley Witt