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Abraham Lincoln, America’s most beloved president, was anything but beloved while he was in office. The South hated him. The anti-war activists hated him. Democrats hated him, calling him a widow-maker. The media ridiculed his eyes, looks, and body, calling him a freak of nature. … More

Hate

Most scholars attribute the authorship of this Psalm to David. An important feature of this Psalm is its messianic character. With the exception of Psalm 22, no portion of the Old Testament is more frequently quoted by the New Testament writers. Picture the psalmist in distress as an overflowing flood (vv. 1,2). However, no one takes the picture literally. Rather the flood of troubles or enemies is clearly in view for the rest of the psalm. David’s enemies hated him without a cause (vv. 1-4).

The scene changes to a man with a dried out throat and failing eyes (v. 3). Perhaps the throat is dry from calling for help and the eyes weary with weeping. Having described himself and His condition, the writer turned to his numerous enemies (v. 4) and this complaint turns to prayer (v. 5). First comes the confession of innocence. This is followed by requests for exoneration of the good people (v. 6).

Nothing David nor his great descendent did would please his oppressors. If the world hates God and His son then the Christian in the world today can expect to be hated also.

David was zealous for God’s house (vv. 7-12). He was suffering for the Lord’s sake (v. 7). His own relatives hated him even though he had zeal for the Lord (vv. 8-9). Their insults to God was directed to him. When he was in grief he fasted and prayed. Are we concerned enough about our enemies who may cause us grief to pray and fast for them? I even need to pray for those who may hate me.

Application

Even though I want to do God’s will, I still make mistakes. But like David, I should pray that my foolish mistakes will not cause others to stumble.

Psalms 69:1-12 (English Standard Version)

Save me, O God! For the waters have come up to my neck. I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold; I have come into deep waters, and the flood sweeps over me. I am weary with my crying out; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God. More in number than the hairs of my head are those who hate me without cause; mighty are those who would destroy me, those who attack me with lies. What I did not steal must I now restore? O God, you know my folly; the wrongs I have done are not hidden from you. Let not those who hope in you be put to shame through me, O Lord GOD of hosts; let not those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, O God of Israel. For it is for your sake that I have borne reproach, that dishonor has covered my face. I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother's sons. For zeal for your house has consumed me, and the reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me. When I wept and humbled my soul with fasting, it became my reproach. When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them. I am the talk of those who sit in the gate, and the drunkards make songs about me.

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