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Psalm 11


 In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

 For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that

they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

 The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord’s throne is in heaven:

His eyes behold, his

eyelids try, the children of men.

The Lord trieth the righteous:

but the wicked and him that loveth violence

His soul hateth.

 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone,

and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

 For the righteous Lord loveth righteousness;

his countenance doth behold the upright.




That is a jubilant bird-note, but the bird is singing, not

on some fair dewy spring morning, but in a cloudy

heaven, and in the very midst of a destructive tempest.

a little while ago I listened to a concert of mingled

thunder and bird-song.  Between the crashing peals of

thunder, I heard the clear thrilling note of the lark.

The melody seemed to come out of the very heart of the

tempest.  The environment of this Psalm is stormy.

The sun is down.  The stars are hid.  The waters are out.   The

roads are broken up.  And in the very midst of the darkness and

desolation one hears the triumphant cry of the Psalmist, “In the

Lord put I my trust.”  The singer is a soul in difficulty.  He is

the victim of relentless antagonists.  He is pursued by implacable

foes.  The fight would appear to be going against him.  The

enemies are over-whelming, and, just at this point of seeming defeat

and imminent disaster, there emerges this note of joyful

confidence in God.  “In the Lord put I my trust.”  It is a song in

the night.

~ J. H. Jowett






A beautiful story is told of the little birds whose nest had

been ruined.  As the poet walked among the trees in his garden

after the storm, he found a torn nest lying on the ground.  He

began to brood sadly over it, pitying the birds whose home had

thus been wrecked.  But as he stood there and mused he heard a

twittering and chattering over his head; looking up he saw the

birds busy building again their ruined nest!




“I heard a  bird at break of day

Sing from the autumn trees

A song so musical and calm,

So full of certainites,

No man, I think, could listen long

Except upon his knees.

Yet this was but a simple bird

Alone among dead trees.”




There is a  bird of the Thrush Family found in the south of

Ireland, called “The Storm Thrush,”

from its peculiar love of storms.  In the wildest storms of rain and wind it betakes itself

to the very topmost twig of the highest tree and there pours out

its beautiful song – its frail perch swaying in the wind.




Robert Louis Stevenson closes one of his prayers with these

words: “Help us with the grace of courage that we be none of

us cast down while we sit lamenting over the ruins of our

happiness.  Touch us with the fire of Thine altar, that we may

be up and doing, to rebuild our city.”

Begin to build anew!


This Psalm is so full of hope during the darkest night.

If the foundations be destroyed what can the righteous do?

The very next verse tells us that God is where He always was and always will be :

He is is His Throne in His holy temple.

What can the righteous do when the foundations are destroyed?

First and foremost they can trust God because

He is always stable.

They can pray.  Do you think we need to pray for America the Beautiful?

I will trust in the Lord till I die.


I must include God’s great plan of salvation for those who desire to know it.






Acts 16:30-31

 ”Sirs, what must I do to be saved?”

And they said,

“Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ,

and thou shalt be saved, and thy house.”


Romans 10:8-13

But what saith it?

The word is nigh thee,

even in thy mouth,

and in thy heart:

that is,

the word of faith, which we preach;

That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth

the Lord Jesus,

and shalt believe in thine heart

that God hath raised Him from the dead,

thou shalt be saved.

For with the heart man believeth unto


and with the mouth confession is made unto


For the scripture saith,


believeth on Him

shall not be ashamed.

 For there is no difference between the Jew and the Greek:

for the same Lord over


is rich unto


that call upon Him.


For whosoever shall CALL upon the NAME of the Lord




The plan of salvation is simple.

 Believe that the Lord Jesus Christ,

died for your sins and rose again from the dead.

 Ask Him to forgive you of your sins.

 Invite Him into your heart to be the Savior of your soul.






When you’re crying yourself to sleep,

know that Jesus is lending His shoulder to you.

When you’re pushed to the ground,

know that Jesus is holding out His hands to you.

When you feel like dying,

know that Jesus died to let you live.

When you feel like no one loves you,

know that Jesus loves you more than you can imagine.




 Taylor Greger



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