He reached down from on high and took hold of me;
he drew me out of deep waters.
He rescued me from my powerful enemy,
from my foes, who were too strong for me.
They confronted me in the day of my disaster,
but the Lord was my support.
He brought me out into a spacious place;
he rescued me because he delighted in me.
He reached down and took hold of me. He drew me out. I had no merit that made me worthy. I had earned no right to this. I did not. I cannot. It is only because he is great. He rescues and shows his strength because he is great. It is to himself and for himself that he saves. And I am the recipient of a spacious place.
This grace I find myself in is indeed spacious. I cannot find its limits. I cannot trek its boundaries. All I need is here. All I am is found here. Here, where God is. Here where God rescues me and draws me out. Here where God takes hold of me. This is a place of grace.
My enemies were too strong for me, but God was stronger still. They confront me and seek to draw me from him, but God is my support. God brings me out. And God brings me in—in to this spacious place of grace.
As for God, his way is perfect;
the word of the Lord is flawless.
He is a shield
for all who take refuge in him.
For who is God besides the Lord?
And who is the Rock except our God?
It is God who arms me with strength
and makes my way perfect.
He makes my feet like the feet of a deer;
he enables me to stand on the heights.
He trains my hands for battle;
my arms can bend a bow of bronze.
You give me your shield of victory,
and your right hand sustains me;
you stoop down to make me great.
You broaden the path beneath me,
so that my ankles do not turn.
He is my shield—shielding me from my enemies even when my enemy is myself. He is the spacious place of refuge. In him I can hide and live and be. In him I can find rescue and hope and life.
No one is God but God. None are so strong, so great, so perfect. It is he who trains. He who enables. He who gives.
Why would the God of heaven stop to me? Why bend low to my lowly place? Why make great one who is like me?
The Lord is perfect and flawless full of strength. And so he loves in complete perfection. He chooses and direct in utter flawlessness. He pursues and rescues and shields in mighty strength.
There is none like him; none but him. God alone is great!
May we worship the Lord today for being the one with no equal. The one perfect and complete. The one Rock and Shield who takes hold of his children and draws them out and brings them in to his spacious place of grace.