I've been paying a lot of attention to the themes in Psalm 30 these past few months. It talks of being brought up from the grave and rescued by the Lord from the pit... about a time of feeling secure, followed by dismay, weeping and wailing and then silence. I have lived this, truly. I have identified strongly with the words of this psalm, but not all of them. The last few verses speak of the Lord turning my wailing into dancing, and how he will remove the sackcloth and clothe me with joy, that my heart will sing to him and not be silent.
I'm waiting...
I see Psalm 30 as my anthem these days, for how much I am able to identify and connect with the words of hardship and suffering. Just now, I looked up the meaning of the word "anthem" and I found definitions including words such as rousing, sacred, and song of praise. So I do believe that end will come which those last few verses describe because...
...weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
Lord help me.
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