Read | Psalm 57

Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me,

    for in you I take refuge.

I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings

    until the disaster has passed.

I cry out to God Most High,

    to God, who vindicates me.

He sends from heaven and saves me,

    rebuking those who hotly pursue me—

    God sends forth his love and his faithfulness.

I am in the midst of lions;

    I am forced to dwell among ravenous beasts—

men whose teeth are spears and arrows,

    whose tongues are sharp swords.

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;

    let your glory be over all the earth.

They spread a net for my feet—

    I was bowed down in distress.

They dug a pit in my path—

    but they have fallen into it themselves.

My heart, O God, is steadfast,

    my heart is steadfast;

    I will sing and make music.

Awake, my soul!

    Awake, harp and lyre!

    I will awaken the dawn.

I will praise you, Lord, among the nations;

    I will sing of you among the peoples.

For great is your love, reaching to the heavens;

    your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;

    let your glory be over all the earth.

Respond | Joey Dearduff

I have been embarrassingly guilty in the past two months of sleeping-in. Sometimes emotionally draining days lead to restless nights which lead to bedridden mornings. Sometimes a much too indulged Netflix binge leads to a much too late night which leads to a full eight hours that ends just before noon. Sometimes I sleep in because it’s raining outside and, quite simply, I decide I have nothing better to do. And sometimes I sleep in just because I can. What a lesson I have to learn in Psalm 57. Awake, my soul! it proclaims! Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the darn. Of course, the psalmist cares less about how late I’ve been sleeping and more about the uncontainable, the inexplicable wonder of God. My soul longs for the Divine, and (as St. Augustine once so famously said) is restless until it rests in God. It is a wakeful rest—finding peace and security in the Hands that created the heavens while awakening in a joyous psalm of love and thanks and praise for the One who holds us.