Trusting the God Who Carries Us Day by Day

For the leader. Of David. A psalm. A song. God will arise;all opponents shall be scattered,and foes shall flee. Disperse them as smoke is dispersed;as wax melts at fire,so the wicked shall perish before God. But the righteous shall rejoice;they shall exult in the presence of God;they shall be exceedingly joyful. Sing to God, chant hymns to the divine name;extol the One who rides the clouds,the One whose name is Yah. Exult in God’s presence— the guardian of the fatherless, the champion of widows,God, dwelling in holiness. God restores the lonely to their homes,sets free the imprisoned, safe and sound,while the rebellious must live in a parched land. O God, when You went at the head of Your army,when You marched through the desert,    selah the earth trembled, the sky rained because of God,yon Sinai, because of God—the God of Israel. You released a bountiful rain, O God;when Your own land languished, You sustained it. Your tribe dwells there;O God, in Your goodness You provide for the needy. My Sovereign gives a command;the women who bring the news are a great host: “The kings and their armies are in headlong flight;the women at home are sharing in the spoils; even for those of you who lie among the sheepfoldsthere are wings of a dove sheathed in silver,its pinions in fine gold.” When Shaddai scattered the kings,it seemed like a snowstorm in Zalmon. O majestic mountain, Mount Bashan;O jagged mountain, Mount Bashan; why so hostile, O jagged mountains,toward the mountain God desired as a dwelling? GOD shall abide there forever. God’s chariots are myriads upon myriads,thousands upon thousands;my Sovereign is among them as in Sinai in holiness. You went up to the heights, having taken captives,having received tribute of people,even of those who rebelagainst the abiding there of Yah—who is God. Blessed is my Sovereign,day by day supporting us—God, our deliverance.    Selah. God is for us a God of deliverance; GOD my Sovereign provides an escape from death. God will smash the heads of all opponents,the hairy crown of the one who walks about in guilt. My Sovereign said, “I will retrieve from Bashan,I will retrieve from the depths of the sea; that your feet may wade through blood,that the tongue of your dogs may have its portion of your enemies.” People see Your processions, O God,the processions of my God, my monarch,into the sanctuary. First come singers, then musicians,amidst maidens playing hand-drums. In assemblies bless God, ETERNAL One, O you who are from the fountain of Israel. There is little Benjamin who rules them,the princes of Judah who command them,the princes of Zebulun and Naphtali. Your God has ordained strength for you,the strength, O God,that You displayed for us from Your temple above Jerusalem.The kings bring You tribute. Blast the beast of the marsh,the herd of bulls among the peoples, the calves,till they come cringing with pieces of silver.Scatter the peoples who delight in wars! Tribute-bearers shall come from Egypt;Cush shall hasten its gifts to God. O kingdoms of the earth,sing to God;chant hymns to my Sovereign,    selah to the One who rides the ancient highest heavens,who thunders forth with a mighty voice. Ascribe might to God,whose majesty is over Israel,whose might is in the skies. You are awesome, O God, in Your holy places;it is the God of Israel who gives might and power to the people.Blessed is God.

Psalm 68:1–20 sweeps from a vision of God's decisive victory over His enemies, through His care for the fatherless, widows, and lonely, to a dramatic retelling of His march from Sinai, and finally to the worship climax: 'Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears our burden' (v. 19).