Preserve me, O God, for I take refuge in You(v. 1). I find and I have no other dwelling place other than my Lord, and where do I go, if not to the Lord? My only and only refuge. You are my Lord; No good have I beyond You(v.2). Even my very best and if at all there is any righteousness, is just filthy rags.Nothing of me is worth comparison, not even worth considered comparable. As for the saints who are on the earth, they are the excellent; All my delight is in them (v.3). Yes, the saints are excellent, whether weak or strong, good or not so. Only the self is ugly. In the eyes of the Lord, all the saints are beautiful, they have been washed by the blood and covered by the blood. That's why they are called "saints", and have been qualified as saints. So the Lord delights in the saints! Jehovah is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup; You maintain my lot(v.5). What a blessing, God is my inheritance, He is my possession! I own Him! He owns me! Can any mind believe that the Creator of the heavens and the earth is mine! Yes, all the believers! If not for the devil's blindfolding, all believers should rejoice in the fact that God is their possession. Yes, indeed, He is!
Making every faithful saying of the Bible mine, and subjectively experiencing them is wonderful and joyous. The Word, the Bible is so real and living. O how I love it. There are treasures within every word, only in spirit with the Spirit, they are discovered and partaken of. Read, read, read the Word. Eat, eat, eat the Word everyday. There's no better bread under the sun except the bread of life in the Word.
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