2. My soul longeth—it pines, and faints to
meet with the saints in the Lord’s house. The desire was deep and
insatiable—the very soul of the man was yearning for his God. Yea, even fainteth; as though it could not long hold out, but was wasted with an
inward consumption because he was debarred the worship of the Lord in the
appointed place. For the courts of the Lord.
To stand once again in those areas which were dedicated to holy adoration was the
soul-longing of the psalmist. My heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. It was God himself that he pined for, the only living and true
God. The psalmist declared that could not remain silent in his desires, but
began to cry out for God and his house; he wept, he sighed, he pleaded for the
privilege.
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