Psalm to heal our nation, from the master of God-frequencies
What a challenging week, my friend, yet Liberty stands ever with us. She reminds us that nothing or no one can impose its control over the inner sanctum of the heart, because no matter who or what attempts to cloud our witness, we still have the power.
We can apply a time honored treatment, which is designed to bridge the gap between world-weariness and the spirit of joy. Relevant for treating our minds from processing such a crush of ignoble acts, such as we have observed this week, is Psalm 63. It’s a healing gift from the master of God-frequencies, King David. He likely composed it when he was in brief exile from the throne, which was during the rebellion of Absalom.
‘King David’ exemplifies the People’s right of self-governance, while David’s son ‘Absalom’ would be the physical strength and beauty of honorable representation ‘of the People, by the People and for the People.’
But when the ‘Absaloms’ of this world give way to ego’s sway, they mindlessly dethrone not just the People and belittle the Mantle of its leader, but they scorn the One who alone bestows that honor.
Sung or spoken, a Psalm is designed to tune our bodies and minds to the highest light of the heart.
Psalm 63 does that, and more. It’s a traditional method for regaining our inner throne room, because it helps restore our sense of joy and confidence. We can let go and allow the Power to wisely rule our inner kingdom, which is consciousness. And, by that awareness, we can effect positive change in the world around us.
Notice how different Psalm 63 is from the earlier psalms, which provide a kind of catharsis through lamentation. This one uses praise to recognize and allow true God-government to transform us until, because of and through our renewed mind, it handles the negativity and with aplomb. It allows us to quietly observe but then swiftly kick out the attempts to propagandize the mass mind. We rejoice as did David, when he declared that ‘stopp’d shall be the mouth of liars all.’
A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah
The Psalms of David in Metre
Lord, thee my God, I’ll early seek:
my soul doth thirst for thee;
My flesh longs in a dry parch’d land,
wherein no waters be:
That I thy power may behold,
and brightness of thy face,
As I have seen thee heretofore
within thy holy place.
Since better is thy love than life,
my lips thee praise shall give.
I in thy name will lift my hands,
and bless thee while I live.
Ev’n as with marrow and with fat
my soul shall filled be;
Then shall my mouth with joyful lips
sing praises unto thee:
When I do thee upon my bed
remember with delight,
And when on thee I meditate
in watches of the night.
In shadow of thy wings I’ll joy;
for thou mine help hast been.
My soul thee follows hard; and me
thy right hand doth sustain.
Who seek my soul to spill shall sink
down to earth’s lowest room.
They by the sword shall be cut off,
and foxes’ prey become.
Yet shall the king in God rejoice,
and each one glory shall
That swear by him: but stopp’d shall be
the mouth of liars all.
May the great love of our inner power keep us wise to navigate the times.
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