A Sheep’s Journey Through Psalms -34

A Devotional on Psalm 34: Tasting the Goodness of God

“I will bless the LORD at all times; his praise shall continually be in my mouth.” (Psalm 34:1, ESV)

As I sit with Psalm 34, David’s words crash over me like a wave, pulling me into the depths of God’s sovereign grace. This isn’t just a song; it’s a battle cry of a soul pursued, delivered, and utterly transformed by the unrelenting goodness of God. David, hunted by enemies, hounded by his own sin, doesn’t offer polished platitudes. He pours out raw, fervent praise from a heart that’s tasted the Lord’s mercy and found it sweeter than honey.

This psalm sings of God’s providence, His electing love, and the unshakable truth that He is the author of our deliverance. “Oh, taste and see that the LORD is good! Blessed is the man who takes refuge in him!” (v. 8). I’m struck by this invitation—not to merely observe God’s goodness but to taste it, to let it linger on the tongue of my soul. It’s personal. It’s intimate. It’s the kind of grace that reaches into the muck of my rebellion, plucks me from despair, and sets my feet on the Rock.

I think of my own life—moments when fear gripped me like a vice, when shame whispered I was too far gone. Yet, like David, I’ve seen God’s hand move. “I sought the LORD, and he answered me and delivered me from all my fears” (v. 4). This isn’t because I mustered enough faith or cleaned myself up first. No, it’s because God, in His sovereign mercy, chose to seek me before I sought Him. The doctrine of election hums through this psalm like a heartbeat: God’s deliverance isn’t random; it’s rooted in His eternal purpose to save His own.

David’s vivid imagery pulls me in further. “The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear him, and delivers them” (v. 7). Picture it—a celestial army, swords drawn, guarding you in the dead of night. This is no fairy tale; it’s the reality of God’s covenant faithfulness. He doesn’t just protect; He surrounds. He doesn’t just save; He encamps. For those chosen in Christ, there’s no moment unguarded, no trial unwatched. Even when I stumble, “the LORD upholds all who are falling and raises up all who are bowed down” (v. 14). My weakness isn’t my defeat; it’s the stage for His strength.

Yet, this psalm isn’t a promise of a pain-free life. David acknowledges the brokenhearted, the crushed in spirit (v. 18). I’ve been there—heart shattered, spirit gasping. But here’s the anchor: “The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.” God’s nearness isn’t a distant nod; it’s the warm embrace of a Father who runs to His child. In Christ, He’s already bridged the chasm my sin created. He’s near because He’s mine, and I’m His.

As a believer, I see mankind’s depravity woven through this psalm—not as despair but as the backdrop for grace. “The face of the LORD is against those who do evil” (v. 16), but for those who cry out, who fear Him, who trust in His Son, there’s redemption (v. 22). My righteousness isn’t my own; it’s Christ’s, imputed to me by faith. David’s confidence—“none of those who take refuge in him will be condemned”—points straight to the cross, where Jesus bore the condemnation I deserved.

So, what do I do with this? I bless the Lord, not just when life sparkles but when it stings. I praise Him because His goodness doesn’t waver with my circumstances. I taste His grace in the Word, in prayer, in the sacraments—reminders of His covenant love. And I run to Him, my refuge, knowing He’s already running toward me.

Prayer:

Sovereign Lord, Your goodness overwhelms me. Thank You for choosing me, delivering me, and encamping around me. When I’m broken, You’re near; when I’m weak, You uphold. Teach me to taste Your grace daily, to bless You in every season, and to rest in the refuge of Your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen.

Further Exercise:

Find and sing the lyrics of 10,000 Reasons (https://youtu.be/DXDGE_lRI0E) and worship God no matter whether your life is upside down or rightside up. Let the truth of God’s unfailing love wash over you.

Hymn Devotions Day 2 – Rock of Ages

DAY 2 – ROCK OF AGES 

One of the greatest hymns of all time, Rock of Ages packs deep spiritual truths in its short stanzas. The Rock of Ages is, of course, Jesus Christ, the One who was cleft for us on the cross. He was pierced for our transgressions and by His stripes we are healed. To Him alone we must go for salvation. The final part of verse one, though, is truly deep:

Be of sin the double cure

Save from wrath and make me pure

God’s wrath is poured out on the sinner. Even now they are under His condemnation (John 3:17). The precious blood of Jesus, poured out on the penitent crying for mercy and salvation, satisfies the wrath of God the Father. Not only that, but it cleanses us from all unrighteousness, hence “the double cure.” So much truth packed into so few words.

The rest of the song hammers home the inability of man to save himself, whether by works, (labor of hands) enthusiasm, (zeal) or by sorrow (tears). Only Jesus, alone, can save. This is the great truth about our Lord. Not only can He save, but He does save.

One early, alternate version of the first stanza ended like this: Be of sin the double cure, cleanse me from its guilt and power. While this version is not used as often, it also contains a great truth. Sin is a terrible power that makes all of us stand guilty before God. Truly, we need to fly to the fountain filled with the blood of Jesus to be washed clean.

As you spend time in prayer and contemplation, thank Jesus for His saving grace. Thank Him for substituting Himself for you on the cross, taking the wrath of God in your place and being willing to save.

 

Thank you Father, for sending Your Son as the means of salvation. Thank you Jesus for atoning for our sins by paying sin’s penalty. Be our Rock, we pray, where we can find shelter for all eternity. 

Rock of Ages by Augustus Toplady

 

Rock of Ages, cleft for me

Let me find myself in Thee

Let the water and the blood

From Thy wounded side which flowed

Be of sin the double cure

Save from wrath and make me pure

 

Not the labor of my hands

Can fulfill Thy laws demands

Could my zeal no languor know

Could my tears forever flow

These for sin could not atone

Thou must save and Thou alone

 

In my hand no price I bring

Simply to Thy cross I’ll cling

Naked, come to Thee for dress

Helpless, look to Thee for grace

Foul, I to the fountain fly

Wash me Savior, lest I die

 

While I draw this fleeting breath

When my eyes shall close in death

When I rise to worlds unknown

And behold Thee on Thy throne

Rock of Ages, cleft for me

Let me hide myself in Thee