
We are hassled, bothered and bewildered during the COVID pandemic. We wonder what the heck the escape route is. In Psalm 57, King David is in an even worse fix. He’s holed up in a cave, in fear for his life. How does he react?
Somehow, he maintains a deep and sublime hope in God.
Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me,
for in you I take refuge.
I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings
until the disaster has passed. (Psalm57:1)
The annual Getty Sing! conference was online this year because of COVID. My wife and I attended virtually. The theme was singing the scriptures. When we do that, something begins to happen. Our joy and trust in the Lord increases, even though what we want to happen has not happened yet.
My heart, O God, is steadfast,
my heart is steadfast;
I will sing and make music. (Psalm 57:7)
I used parts of Psalm 57 and Psalm 63 as a springboard to express hope in a COVID Psalm.
Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me,
for in you my soul takes refuge;
in the shadow of your wings I will take refuge,
till the storms of COVID pass by.
O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you;
my flesh faints for you,
as in a virus filled land
where there is no vaccine.
So even in an online church service,
I behold your power and glory.
Because your steadfast love is better than life,
my lips will praise you til the cure is found
My soul will be satisfied as with sharing food at a rich buffet,
and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips,
when I remember you when anxious,
waking in the middle of the night,
Longing for the end of COVID.
For you have been my help,
My soul clings to you;
for in you I take refuge.
Just as you cared for King David
Holed up in a dank cave
Who took refuge in the shadow of your wings
until his disaster had passed
May we take refuge in the shadow of your wings until COVID has passed.
How long, O Lord, how long?
When will COVID cease?
Like David we say
My heart, O God, is steadfast,
my heart is steadfast;
I will sing and make music.
I sing with virtual choirs worldwide
Making music onto you.
Though the cure we long for
Still has not yet happened
Yet nonetheless filled with hope
We Praise you Lord!