The Psalmists and the Savior

The Psalms are not about you, but they are for you. And if you have ever struggled to relate to these ancient poems, this blog post is for you as well.

These poems and songs were written by historical people, thousands of years ago. People with real struggles, real problems, real joys, people who laughed at jokes, drank too much wine sometimes, got annoyed at their kids, and struggled to understand God’s ways in their lives. The authors, and the psalms themselves, are deeply relatable.

As an illustration, come with for a quick journey through all 150 Psalms. We’re going to survey every time the Psalmists say “I am _____.” The authors are telling us how they feel, and how they see themselves. Note, this is every instance of “I am” when not spoken by the Lord, in the ESV. The statements that aren’t entirely negative are bolded.

I am languishing.
I am weary with my moaning.
I am shaken.
I am a worm and not a man.
I am poured out like water.
I am lonely and afflicted.
I am in distress.
I am cut off from your sight.
I am utterly bowed down and prostrate.
I am feeble and crushed.
I am like a deaf man; I do not hear.
I am ready to fall, and my pain is ever before me.
I am sorry for my sin.
I am mute; I do not open my mouth, for it is you who have done it.
I am spent by the hostility of your hand.
I am a sojourner with you, a guest.
I am poor and needy.
I am like a green olive tree in the house of God.
I am restless in my complaint and I moan.
I am weary with my crying out.
I am the talk of those who sit in the gate, and the drunkards make songs about me.
I am in distress.
I am in despair.
I am afflicted, and in pain.
I am poor and needy.
I am continually with you; you hold my right hand.
I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
I am poor and needy.
I am godly.
I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am a man who has no strength.
I am shut in so that I cannot escape.
I am helpless.
I am like a desert owl of the wilderness, like an owl of the waste places.
I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop.
I am poor and needy.
I am gone like a shadow at evening; I am shaken off like a locust.
I am an object of scorn to my accusers.
I am greatly afflicted.
I am your servant; I am your servant, the son of your maidservant. You have loosed my bonds.
I am a sojourner on the earth.
I am a companion of all who fear you, of those who keep your precepts.
I am yours; save me.
I am severely afflicted.
I am afraid of your judgments.
I am your servant; give me understanding.
I am small and despised.
I am for peace.
I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
I am still with you.

I am brought very low!
I am your servant.


I’m just going to leave that right there. Thank you, Lord, for your Psalms!

Reader: as you read through the Psalms, now you know who and what you are. Now: who and what is God?

11 months ago

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