"Pushed to the wall, I called to God; from the wide open spaces, he answered." It's much harder for me to deal with the more stormy and difficult passages of the Psalms like this one. I have many ideas and thoughts about the beautiful passages, but the Psalms are full of really hard concepts too. And without addressing those, I wouldn't be showing the whole picture of God's love. And the whole picture in the Psalms is powerful. It tells the story of practically every human emotion, the good, the bad, even the ugly. In this Psalm, the writer feels surrounded. Yet he begins and ends the Psalm with the eternal love of God. In this translation, he says again and again, "His love never quits." The Psalmist knows we will be up against walls, but reminds us that through it all, we are loved enormously with a love that never ends. Psalm 118
1-4 Thank God because he’s good, because his love never quits. Tell the world, Israel, “His love never quits.” And you, clan of Aaron, tell the world, “His love never quits.” And you who fear God, join in, “His love never quits.” 5-16 Pushed to the wall, I called to God; from the wide open spaces, he answered. God’s now at my side and I’m not afraid; who would dare lay a hand on me? God’s my strong champion; I flick off my enemies like flies. Far better to take refuge in God than trust in people; Far better to take refuge in God than trust in celebrities. Hemmed in by barbarians, in God’s name I rubbed their faces in the dirt; Hemmed in and with no way out, in God’s name I rubbed their faces in the dirt; Like swarming bees, like wild prairie fire, they hemmed me in; in God’s name I rubbed their faces in the dirt. I was right on the cliff-edge, ready to fall, when God grabbed and held me. God’s my strength, he’s also my song, and now he’s my salvation. Hear the shouts, hear the triumph songs in the camp of the saved? “The hand of God has turned the tide! The hand of God is raised in victory! The hand of God has turned the tide!” 17-20 I didn’t die. I lived! And now I’m telling the world what God did. God tested me, he pushed me hard, but he didn’t hand me over to Death. Swing wide the city gates—the righteous gates! I’ll walk right through and thank God! This Temple Gate belongs to God, so the victors can enter and praise. 21-25 Thank you for responding to me; you’ve truly become my salvation! The stone the masons discarded as flawed is now the capstone! This is God’s work. We rub our eyes—we can hardly believe it! This is the very day God acted-- let’s celebrate and be festive! Salvation now, God. Salvation now! Oh yes, God—a free and full life! 26-29 Blessed are you who enter in God’s name-- from God’s house we bless you! God is God, he has bathed us in light. Festoon the shrine with garlands, hang colored banners above the altar! You’re my God, and I thank you. O my God, I lift high your praise. Thank God—he’s so good. His love never quits!
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