The sixty-third psalm
is by the superscription referred to the time when David was "in the
wilderness of Judah," which has led many readers to think of his long stay
there during Saul's persecution. But the psalm certainly belongs to the period
of his reign, as is obvious from its words, "The king shall
rejoice in God." It must therefore belong to his brief sojourn in the same
wilderness on his flight to Mahanaim, when, as we read in 2 Sam., "The
people were weary and hungry and thirsty in the wilderness." There is a
beautiful progress of thought in it, which is very obvious if we notice the triple
occurrence of the words "my soul," and their various
connections—"my soul thirsteth," "my soul is satisfied,"
"my soul followeth hard after Thee;" or, in other words, the psalm is
a transcript of the passage of a believing soul from longing through fruition
to firm trust, in which it is sustained by the right hand of God.
The first of these
emotions, which is so natural to the fugitive in his sorrows, is expressed with
singular poetic beauty in language borrowed from the ashen grey monotony of the
waterless land in which he was. One of our most accurate and least imaginative
travellers describes it thus: "There were no signs of vegetation, with the
exception of a few reeds and rushes, and here and there a tamarisk." This
lonely land, cracked with drought, as if gaping with chapped lips for the rain
that comes not, is the image of his painful yearning for the Fountain of living
waters. As his men plodded along over the burning marl, fainting for thirst and
finding nothing in the dry torrent beds, so he longed for the refreshment of
that gracious presence. Then he remembers how in happier days he had had the
same desires, and they had been satisfied in the tabernacle. Probably the
words should read, "Thus in the sanctuary have I gazed upon Thee, to see
Thy power and Thy glory." In the desert and in the sanctuary his longing
had been the same, but then he had been able to behold the symbol which bore
the name, "the glory,"—and now he wanders far from it. How
beautifully this regretful sense of absence from and pining after the ark is
illustrated by those inimitably pathetic words of the fugitive's answer to the
priests who desired to share his exile. "And the king said unto Zadok,
Carry back the ark of God into the city. If I find favour in the eyes of the
Lord, He will bring me again, and show me both it and His habitation."
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