Advent – Hope – My Hope is in You

02 Dec

The view from our apartment in Panama one evening.

Psalm 39:7-8 (ESV)

“And now, O Lord, for what do I wait?  My hope is in you.  Deliver me from all my transgressions.  Do not make me the scorn of the fool!”

People throw their hope upon a lot of things, like throwing a grappling hook upon a rocky ledge, hoping that it will hit and hold upon an outcrop.  But what they throw their hope upon is often not secure.  They might test their weight on a person or on money or on gadgets or on self or etcetera.  Those, however, are only as firm as Jello.  And that’s not firm.

David the songwriter knew this.  “Let me know how fleeting I am!” he pleaded.  “Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath…[M]an heaps up wealth and does not know who will gather” (Psalm 39:4-6).  As he stood on the other side of time than we do, beyond the incarnation of God, he knew that neither he nor his fellow man were solid enough to hope in.  So he hoped in God.  Though Christ was just a shadow in his heart, his hope was anchored where ours is – in God through Christ.  Though his righteousness was exemplary and his sins were many, he knew that God would “deliver [him] from all [his] transgressions.”  He had the hope of eternal life, because he hoped in God, although eternal life’s price had not been made; he knew it would be.  And he waited for that day when the Lord said to his Lord, “Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool” (Psalm 110:1).


by Daniel W. Whittle

A lamp in the night, a song in time of sorrow;
A great glad hope which faith can ever borrow
To gild the passing day, with the glory of the morrow,
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.

A star in the sky, a beacon bright to guide us;
An anchor sure to hold when storms betide us;
A refuge for the soul, where in quiet we may hide us,
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.

A call of command, like trumpet clearly sounding,
To make us bold when evil is surrounding;
To stir the sluggish heart and to keep in good abounding,
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.

A word from the One to all our hearts the dearest,
A parting word to make Him aye the nearest;
Of all His precious words, the sweetest, brightest, clearest,
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.

Blessed hope, blessed hope,
Blessed hope of the coming of the Lord;
How the aching heart it cheers,
How it glistens through our tears,
Blessed hope of the coming of the Lord.

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Posted by on December 2, 2008 in Uncategorized


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