Psalm 93

1 The LORD reigneth, he is clothed with majesty; the LORD is clothed with strength, wherewith he hath girded himself: the world also is stablished, that it cannot be moved.
2 Thy throne is established of old: thou art from everlasting.
3 The floods have lifted up, O LORD, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their waves.
4 The LORD on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea, than the mighty waves of the sea.
5 Thy testimonies are very sure: holiness becometh thine house, O LORD, for ever.

Key Verse:
4 The LORD on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea, than the mighty waves of the sea.

Key Observation:
A psalm of the majesty of the Lord.

Memory Verse:
2 Thy throne is established of old: thou art from everlasting.

Devotion:
This psalm speaks of the millennium. When else will the Lord reign? The psalm speaks of the floods lifting up. In Revelation, the beast is said to come out of the “sea”, perhaps metaphorically speaking of the sea of people. Is God here speaking of a “flood” of people? Or perhaps is it an allusion to the tribulation, the time of Jacob’s trouble? It does tell us that whatever the flood is, the Lord is greater even than the flood.

Not many years ago, a local flood came through our area, and devestated many houses. In the place where the levee broke, just on the dry side, stood a brand new brick house with a tile roof. When the water rushed through the levee, it took out the house so that not a brick could be found when the waters receded. That was just a local flood! Imagine what would happen should a larger area of land be considered here. Having said that, I do think that this is a metaphor for opposition to God. God is mightier, and soon I think we will see how much mightier!

A Mighty Fortress is Our God,
by Martin Luther

A mighty fortress is our God,
a bulwark never failing;
our helper he amid the flood
of mortal ills prevaling.
For still our ancient foe
doth seek to work us woe;
his craft and power are great,
and armed with cruel hate,
on earth is not his equal.

2. Did we in our own strength confide,
our striving would be losing,
were not the right man on our side,
the man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is he;
Lord Sabaoth, his name,
from age to age the same,
and he must win the battle.

3. And though this world, with devils filled,
should threaten to undo us,
we will not fear, for God hath willed
his truth to triumph through us.
The Prince of Darkness grim,
we tremble not for him;
his rage we can endure,
for lo, his doom is sure;
one little word shall fell him.