The Treasury of David
by Charles Haddon Spurgeon (1834-1892)
5. Laid me down. David’s faith enabled him
to lie down; anxiety would certainly have kept him on tiptoe, watching for an
enemy. And slept. Yes, he was able to sleep, in the midst of trouble,
surrounded by foes. “So he
giveth his beloved sleep.” There
is a sleep of presumption; God deliver us from it! There is a sleep of holy
confidence; God help us so to close our eyes! But David says he awaked
also. Some sleep the sleep of death; but he, though exposed to many enemies,
reclined his head on the bosom of his God, slept happily beneath the wing of
Providence in sweet security, and then awoke in safety, for the Lord sustained me. The sweet
influence of the Pleiades of promise shone upon the sleeper, and he awoke
conscious that the Lord had preserved him. An excellent divine has well
remarked, “This quietude of a man’s heart by faith in God is a higher sort of work
than the natural resolution of manly courage, for it is the gracious operation
of God’s Holy Spirit upholding a man above nature, and therefore the Lord must
have all the glory of it.”
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