¶ In the midst of peace and in the midst of chaos, in the midst of love and in the midst of war, in the midst of setback and in the midst of victory, in the midst of repentance and in the midst of forgiveness, in the midst of great grief and in the midst of ecstatic delight, in the midst of hell and in the midst of high water, in the midst of shame and in the midst of the Glory of God, David was a “Godly Kind”, “A Man After GOD’s Own Heart”. The Sweet Psalmist of Israel, though steeped in the Levitical Law of his day was far from being stiffened, starched, and bleached by it. Like Abraham, David walked through his life before the Lord by Faith in the Freedom of the Spirit, led by the Spirit. David’s life, like Abraham’s, was an adventure. Why else, in the midst of such things as those we just mentioned would a man, much more a king, stop and take the time to pen and perform Psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs unto the Lord? Who, but “A Man After GOD’s Own Heart” would, in the midst of being hunted down by violent, bloodthirsty men, do such a thing as pick up an instrument of 10 strings, compose a Psalm, and have his wayfaring Band of Praisers and Worshipers perform it unto the Lord before retiring into the serenity of slumber for the night.
¶ I can hear David’s Evening Thoughts at the closing of his day just before he settles into the restful repose of sound sleep in that Clandestine Hideout hidden in the hollow of the Hand of God, safe from those who pursued him throughout the day.
¶ “O, you sons of men, just how long will you chase after the deadly vanity that you so dearly love? Just how long will you follow after Absalom in his fatal uprising against God? How long will you clutch in your right hand that lethal, yet so alluring to the flesh, Lease on Lies he sold you on in the very Gates of the City of David? O, what price men pay! This Lease on Lies of which we speak might also be known as the Devil’s Own Document for it was drawn up by Abaddon himself to plant in the disingenuous mind of Absalom a castle-in-the-air to entice Absalom into a fight he could not win. Too late to back out, Absalom found himself in a deadly contest with God. How long, you rebellious sons of men, will you do your best to mingle, mix, and match with the Light of the Glory of God your now you see ’em, now you don’t shifting shades and shadows of deception to ribbon, knot, twist, and tangle the Truth with lies? Heresies, that do, in the end, bring only confusion, dishonor, reproach, shame, and death upon those who brandish them. Into whose debt did you descend to purchase this Lease on Lies that you believed somewhere down the line would bring you sovereign rein, wealth unimaginable, the fear of men, and the worship of the world? Selah! Have you no idea that you have been cross-stitched by the Evil One, tightly secured by his weaver’s hitch, and bundled for the fires of hell by buying into this tightly woven lacework of lies?”
¶ Only by the Spirit of God could David, being greatly outnumbered in the midst of a violent rebellion, as well as being forsaken, threatened, and violently turned against by many he trusted and loved in the very inner circle of his own ministry, find the strength to say, “I will both lay me down in peace and sweet slumber, for it is You, and You alone O Lord Who has taken up my cause. It is You and You alone that makes me to dwell throughout this night in safety.” V.8 wcv ….knowing, without a doubt, that he would rise the following morning fully sustained, of a sound body and Godly mind, to pen, and perform yet another Psalm; Psalm V, which firmly states, “O Lord, my voice will You hear in the morning, my singing will You hear at the break of day, for I will be watching, and waiting for You, O Lord, to set my day in order” Ps 5:3 wcv That, my friend, is ABIDING. That my friend is FAITH. That my friend is KNOWING the Lord. That my friend is the GODLY KIND.
¶ In Psalm IV, we have an EVENING PRAYER FOR DELIVERANCE composed by David, King of Israel, on an instrument of 10 strings and presented to the Master Player of Stringed Instruments, the anointed leader of David’s band of praisers and worshipers, to be sung to the idyllic lilting of their stringed instruments which did rise up towards heaven out of that Clandestine Hideout in lyrical rhapsody before the Lord from David and his behallowed serenaders of God before retiring into the sweet slumber of peace in that haven of a hollow in which they dwelt for the night known as the Hollow of the Hand of God. Thus they enjoyed the supernatural covering of sweet peace and sound sleep smack-dab-in-the-middle of a massive, bloody, violent rebellion led by his own son, from which David and a few of his faithful were for a short time, on the run. Here, you have a man so in tune with God that the Lord would come down and, in the long shadows of the evening, not only walk with him but assure him that He had taken up his cause against these bloody revilers, which is why this warrior, this mystic, this poet, this warrior king, this “Man After God’s Own Heart” would pen and perform on an instrument of ten strings a composition such as this:
PSALM IV
An Evening Prayer for Deliverance
<<For the Chief Musician of Stringed Instruments>>
A Psalm of David
1 Answer me when I call, O God of my righteousness: Thou hast relieved me in my distress; Be gracious to me and hear my prayer.
2 O sons of men, how long will My honor become a reproach? How long will you love what is worthless and aim at deception? Selah
3 Know that the Lord has set him that is Godly apart for Himself. The Lord hears when I call to Him!
4 Tremble, and do not sin; Meditate in your heart upon your bed, and be still.
5 Offer the sacrifices of righteousness, and trust in the Lord
6 Many are saying, “Who will show us any good?” Lift up the Light of Thy countenance upon us, O Lord!
7 Thou hast put gladness in my heart, more than when their grain and new wine abound.
8 In peace I will both lie down in peace and sleep, For Thou alone, O Lord, do make me to dwell in safety.
¶ That my friend was my take on the NAS interpretation, the New American Standard version.
¶ Please allow me the liberty to pray this Psalm as prompted by the Holy Spirit for God’s people, my people, and my nation today, as we enter into the Beginning of Sorrows:
<<To the Master of stringed instruments, A Psalm of David>>
An EVENING PSALM for Deliverance
1 Hear me, O God, Father of my Righteousness: You have always lifted me up above mine enemy when I was in distress; once again show me Your boundless mercy and listen that I might please You with my song.
2 O, you sons of men, how long will you turn the Glory of God into shame? How long will you love vanity, and sell your soul as an investment in the Devil’s own Document for a Lease of Lies? Selah
3 Do you not know that the Lord has set apart The Godly Kind for Himself, that He hears my every song and honors my every request?
4 Take it from a bloody warrior such as your father; Cease from your violent deception or it will be the death of you. If you don’t fear me then you should certainly fear God – Search your heart tonight in the stillness of your quarters. Come to your senses and escape from the snare of the fowler, for you are not a warrior like your father, and I fear your rebellion will be the death of you.
5 The only thing strong about you is your conspiracy. Your sacrifices are but a vain show of theatrics to impress all those you have deceived,
6 Who says of the Godly Kind, “Who is left to do you any good?” but You, O Lord, lift up the Light of Your countenance upon me. Do you not see the Light of the Lord upon my face,
7 Which overwhelms my heart with a gladness and a joy far greater than those whose vats and cribs are overflowing with wine, oil, and grain?
8 I will lay me down this night both in peace and sweet slumber, for it is You alone, O Lord, that surrounds me with Your safety.
¶ Though written some 3000 years ago by “The Man After God’s Own Heart”, is all of this not relevant to the very hour in which we live in this here United States of America? Is Absalom not on the loose in America today? And so, being here, smack-dab-in-the-middle of it, as was David in his day, I must say, “Because I give the glory to God, I will take from Him – My comfort!”
¶ And so, constructed on a few borrowed lines from (Psalm 91), so writes the Old Psalmist of Kentucky of The Godly Kind.
THE GODLY KIND © will callery {based on Psalm 91}
Seems like these wars go on forever
And the fights, they wax hard and long.
I pray your wings stay strong
And the Wind of God carry you,
Carry you on.
You may see ten thousand fall.
I know, I know you are well-armed.
You will take to the fight like an eagle on the wing
And the Wind of God, He will bring
Bring you home
There is a Golden Thread of Love,
Romance from above
Winding down thru all of time.
Love never fails
The Godly Kind.
There is a fight brewing in this land,
There is a wild, unruly man
Wants to raise his hand above the Hand of God.
Oh, that Wind will be the death of him,
The Wind of God.
I fear for those who refuse to see,
But that ain’t you and that ain’t me.
We will stand, stand in harm’s way
Until the Wind of God carries us
Into a brand new day.
There is a Golden Thread of Love,
Romance from above,
Winding down thru all of time,
Love never fails
The Godly Kind
THE GODLY KIND ©Will Callery
God bless you today, each and every one, with the wisdom to know the difference between the Body of Christ and the Harlot Church of today. Which simply put means, KNOWING the Lord!
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