This morning the Lord directed me to read Psalm 18. How fitting. We walked a walk similar to that of David this week - though on a much smaller scale.
Psalm 18The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;
He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
I call to the Lord, who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies.
From His temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears.
The Lord thundered from heaven; the voice of the Most High resounded.
He shot his arrows and scattered the enemies, great bolts of lightning and routed them.
He reached down from on high and took hold of me; he drew me out of deep waters.
He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes who were too strong for me/
The Lord was my support.
He brought me out into a spacious place;
He rescued me because he delighted in me.
He is a shield for all who take refuge in him.
It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect.
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