Psalm 119, Verse 169

In imitating You Yeshua, my perfect example, I too choose to make my food the will of the Father who sent Thee—for did You not tell those that informed You that Your mother and brothers have come to meet You, saying, "He who does the will of My Father are My mother and brothers?" Yet I recognize that to always do Your will, I constantly need the nourishment found in Your word. I need understanding Adonai. I desire increasing insight and revelation; for it is through these that I can walk after Your ways. By the light of Your word, I can discard all that You expose; and by keeping Your word as my plumb, I can make all decisions to please You. Therefore I cry to You, Adonai, because You are good and faithful and kind, give me understanding into the deep truth of Your word; and grace to walk by it to do Your will.

Moving to the last of the 22 Hebrew alphabets, the Psalmist now composes his last eight stanzas of this Psalm. Notice how masterfully he makes one appeal after another, each time beginning with the letter "Tav".

Lately, I have found myself drawn to Psalm 119. Charles Spurgeon beautifully describes it thus:

There is no title to this Psalm, neither is any author's name mentioned. It is not just long only; but equally excels in breadth of thought, depth of meaning, and height of fervour. It is like the celestial city which lieth four square, and the height and the breadth of it are equal. Many superficial readers have imagined that it harps upon one string, and abounds in pious repetitions and redundancies; but this arises from the shallowness of the reader's own mind: those who have studied this divine hymn, and carefully noted each line of it, are amazed at the variety and profundity of the thought.

It contains no idle word; the grapes of this cluster are almost to bursting full with the new wine of the kingdom. The more you look into this mirror of a gracious heart the more you will see in it. Placid on the surface as the sea of glass before the eternal throne, it yet contains within its depths an ocean of fire, and those who devoutly gaze into it shall not only see the brightness, but feel the glow of the sacred flame. It is loaded with holy sense, and is as weighty as it is bulky.

The Psalm is alphabetical. Eight stanzas commence with one letter, and then another eight with the next letter, and so the whole Psalm proceeds by octonaries quite through the twenty-two letters of the Hebrew alphabet, from Aleph to Tau.

I thought I should post a verse each day in the hope that we all, including myself, may get an opportunity to reflect on them.