Commute

"From my youth, you, Lord Jehovah, my hope, my trust," Psalm 71:5.

The plea for deliverance arises from the heart of a youth who's cast his lot wholly with God. Depends upon God as refuge. O God, deliver! rescue! save! From shame. From evil. From injustice. From cruelty. From men's damaging grasp. The youth ever returns to his Rock. His fortress. His hope. His trust. He started leaning on God before his birth: God delivered him from the womb. So he always praises God. He asks for God's protection into old age. When his strength's spent. To what end should God protect? So that the maturing man may tell God's wonderful care to the next generation. O God, revive! Lift up again! And the youth will sing God's praises all the way to old age and gray head.

When we meet with a brother or sister today, young or old, we share God's wonderful works of deliverance in our lives. And so, together, we trust God alone able to deliver from evil and commute into his salvation.