Psalm 42:11 Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted within me? hope you in God: for I shall yet praise him… Whatever God may be, it is no advantage to me if He is not my God. Another man's health will not make me well. Another man's wealth will not make me rich. Another man's knowledge will not make me wise. Another man's station will not make me dignified. The leaving out of one word from the will may ruin a man's hopes and blast all his expectations. The want of this one word "My" is the sinner's loss of heaven, and the dagger that smites him into the second death. That pronoun my is just worth as much to the soul as God and heaven; because without it you can't have them. That little word is the private cabinet in which all our comfort for time and for eternity is locked up. It is the one string upon which all our joys are hung. (R. Berry.) Parallel Verses KJV: Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God. |
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