Psalm 62:5-7 My soul, wait silently for God alone, for my expectation is from Him. He only is my rock and my salvation; He is my defense; I shall not be moved. In God is my salvation and my glory; the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.
Waiting in silence when I’m at peace, sitting with Jesus in sweet release.
With Him there’s a now–not only “sometime,” there’s a now in this silence–and now, joy is mine. Not joy that’s giddy or bubbling with sound, but joy that runs deep, deep in the ground; a sense of well-being in knowing all’s well, living the truth I’ve heard others tell.
There is such a thing as freedom from sin. There is such a thing as peace deep within. From clawing and scarring…from fear’s agony….there’s healing, there’s joy: there is such a thing as me going free.
I go free: the blest refrain soothes my restless mind.
I go free: He paid the price–the sins were mine.
The bleeding and the nails were for a purpose, not “for naught.”
It wasn’t just an empty act.
It was my freedom that He bought.
And I go free.
Psalm 62:1, 2, 8 Truly my soul waits for God; from Him comes my salvation. He only is my rock and my salvation; He is my defense; I shall not be greatly moved. Trust in Him at all times, you people; pour out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us.
It is wisdom, not narcissism, that lays hold of the truth that the gospel applies to me.