2Sa_5:24
When the wind rustled among the leaves of the trees, David was to regard it as a sign for battle. God gives to his waiting people hints as to when to bestir themselves more than usual; and surely, whenever we hear that the Spirit of God is moving like the wind through the churches it is time for us to arouse ourselves for sevenfold activity.
2Sa_5:25
If we do as the Lord commands us, he will command success to attend us.
Psalms 101
Thus, by successfully defeating the invading foe, David was firmly seated on his throne. How he resolved to act in his eminent position he tells us in—Psalms 101.
If thou see thy foe in need,
Haste with cheerful hand to feed;
House him, clothe him, grant him rest,
Bless him as thou wouldst be blest.
If thy foe be in thy hand,
Every vengeful thought withstand;
Let not anger’s sword be bared,
Spare him as thou wouldst be spared,
Oh praise ye the Lord
With heart and with voice;
His mercies record,
And round him rejoice.
Ye children of Zion,
Your Saviour adore!
And learn to rely on
His grace evermore.
Repose on his arm,
Ye sheep of his fold!
What terror can harm
With him to uphold?
His saints are his treasure,
Their peace will he seek;
And pour without measure
His gifts on the meek.
Go on in his might,
Ye men of the Lord:
His word be your light,
His promise your sword.
The king of salvation
Your foes will subdue;
And their degradation
Bring glory to you.
No, I shall envy them no more
Who grow profanely great,
Though they increase their golden store,
And rise to wondrous height.
Yes, you must bow your stately head,
Away your spirit flies,
And no kind angel near your bed,
To bear it to the skies.
Go now, and boast of all your stores,
And tell how bright they shine;
Your heaps of glittering dust are yours,
And my Redeemer’s mine.
If I must die, oh! let me die
With hope in Jesus’ blood—
The blood that saves from sin and guilt,
And reconciles to God.
If I must die, then let me die
In peace with all mankind,
And change these fleeting joys below
For pleasures all refined.
If I must die—and die I shall—
Let some kind seraph come,
And bear me on his friendly wing,
To my celestial home!
Lord, when I lift my voice to Thee,
To whom all praise belongs,
Thy justice and Thy love shall be
The subject of my songs.
All sinful ways I will abhor,
All wicked men forsake;
And only those who love Thy law
For my companions take.
Lord! that I may not go astray,
Thy constant grace impart;
When wilt Thou come to point my way.
And fix my roving heart?
