5. Why art thou cast down, O my soul? If God
be thine, why this dejection? And why art thou disquieted within me?
Wherefore indulge unreasonable sorrows, which benefit no one, fret yourself,
and dishonor your God? Why overburden yourself with forebodings? Hope in God,
or wait for God. There is need of patience, but there is ground for
hope. The Heavenly Father will not stand by and see his children trampled on
forever; light must arise for the people of God, though for a while they may
walk in darkness. Why, then, should we not be encouraged, and lift up our head
with comfortable hope? For I shall yet praise him. Times of complaint
will soon end and seasons of praise begin. Who is the health of my countenance, and my God. My God will clear the furrows from my brow and the
tear marks from my cheek; therefore will I smile in the face of the storm. The
psalm has a blessed ending, such as we would like to imitate when death puts an
end to our mortal existence.
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