We often read this Psalm, because we are very often in the same state that the psalmist was in when he wrote it, and the language seems to suit us at many periods of our life. Psalms 42:1. _As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God._ It is the «hart» that pan... [ Continue Reading ]
Psalms 42:1. _As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God._ It is said that when they cannot find water, they sometimes let loose a hart, which, flying over the desert sand, by instinct seems to scent out the water-brook. If he cannot find it, however, the stag... [ Continue Reading ]
Psalms 42:1. _As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God._ Hunted, hot, weary, thirsty! It must drink or die. You see the poor creature with the big tears in its eyes, with the sweat distilling from it, moving to and fro as it pants in its longing for the water... [ Continue Reading ]
Psalms 42:1. _As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God._ «As the hart panteth» or «brayeth.» And if such be your soul's panting after God, you shall have what you pant for. Sooner or later, God will manifest himself in grace to the man who cries after him in... [ Continue Reading ]