1 I waited patiently for the Lord;
he turned to me and heard my cry.
2 He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand.
3 He put a new song in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear the Lord
and put their trust in him.
4 Blessed is the one
who trusts in the Lord,
who does not look to the proud,
to those who turn aside to false gods.[b]
5 Many, Lord my God,
are the wonders you have done,
the things you planned for us.
None can compare with you;
were I to speak and tell of your deeds,
they would be too many to declare.
When I give thought to the “stuff” and “mess” of life, the verses above and the poem below come to my heart. If I had 10,000 tongues, I could not praise or thank my God enough for the times He lifted me from the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire, and set “set my feet on a rock.”
Please note that it was the Lord’s doing! “He” lifted out and set “me” on the rock for I could not get out of on my own. Left to me I would still be down in the mud and mire, in the slimy pit but when I cried out for His help, the Lord heard my cry and now I have a new song and a hymn of praise.
Jesus is my Rock, my Salvation, my Deliverer, my Refuge…in Christ alone do I find rest. He is the very Lifter of my head and the Keeper of my soul! The old church would say, “Nobody but Lord, Nobody but You! Nobody but You, Lord! Nobody but You! When I was in trouble, You came to my rescue! Nobody but You, Lord! Nobody but You!
One night I dreamed a dream.
I was walking along the beach with my Lord. Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life. For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to me and one to my Lord.
When the last scene of my life shot before me I looked back at the footprints in the sand. There was only one set of footprints. I realized that this was at the lowest and saddest times of my life. This always bothered me and I questioned the Lord about my dilemma.
“Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You, You would walk and talk with me all the way. But I’m aware that during the most troublesome times of my life there is only one set of footprints. I just don’t understand why, when I need You most, You leave me.”
He whispered, “My precious child, I love you and will never leave you, never, ever, during your trials and testings. When you saw only one set of footprints, It was then that I carried you.”
Margaret Fishback Powers, 1964