One day which was just like all the other days, the generals of King David's cabinet made their way to the palace. Walking the cobbled streets up the winding way to the palace as they did each morning. Arriving at the huge stone citadel they expected to be sent away by the frustrated and depressed King of Israel. His chambers were usually dark, unlike the old days when he was up at the dawn . . . but before they could get any further in their usual confused fog at the change in David - it struck them. One by one with incredulous faces they looked up.
There he was. The sweet psalmist of Israel, perched on the steps of his throne, harp in hand, face tilted reverently upward, tears streaming down his face. He was back. David was back, and so was his song.Like a freshly dug well gushing in a parched desert the generals dropped to the floor. Like the days of old their hearts began to burn with adoring love to God. Work was set aside, worship was their passion. Soon workers, servants, aides, guests, nobles, all took their places in the court of God's king. David got his song back.
And what a song it must have been. It was the song of a soul set free. One Psalm may capture that initial gratitude of liberation David must have felt. Listen to Psalm 40. So that is what David did. I personally think Psalm 40 is his testimony at the relief of forgiveness. Listen to him in Psalm 40:1-5
“For the director of music. Of David. A psalm. I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. [2] He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. [3] He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord. [4] Blessed is the man who makes the Lord his trust, who does not look to the proud, to those who turn aside to false gods. [5] Many, O Lord my God, are the wonders you have done. The things you planned for us no one can recount to you; were I to speak and tell of them, they would be too many to declare.” Psalm 40:1-5 (NIV)
“For the director of music. Of David. A psalm. I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. [2] He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. [3] He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord. [4] Blessed is the man who makes the Lord his trust, who does not look to the proud, to those who turn aside to false gods. [5] Many, O Lord my God, are the wonders you have done. The things you planned for us no one can recount to you; were I to speak and tell of them, they would be too many to declare.” Psalm 40:1-5 (NIV)
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