Together, we have faith

July 29, 2026
Christ In The Psalms
Psalm 46:1–3 — Blessed Assurance!
Psalm 46:1-3
To the choirmaster. Of the Sons of Korah. According to Alamoth. A Song.
“God is our refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear though the earth give way,
though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam,
though the mountains tremble at its swelling. Selah”
“All this is calculated to make the church of Christ fear, as the disciples were afraid in the storm on the Sea of Galilee (Mark 4:37–38). Nothing that threatens the church or the individual Christian can be worse than this. But nothing—nothing—can separate us from the love of God in Christ and the strong refuge we find in him (cf. Rom. 8:38–39)” (C. Ash)
Psalm 46:1–3 — blessed assurance! Two notes to begin. The superscription is “according to Alamoth. A song.” “The word Alamoth is close to the word for a virgin or young woman (עַלְמָה, almah; cf. Ps. 68:25, in a temple procession). In 1 Chronicles 15:20 (where some men “play harps according to Alamoth” as the ark of the covenant is brought into Jerusalem), it seems to be a tune. The association with the ark, the visible symbol of God’s presence among his people, accords with the theme of the psalm.” Also, there are three “Selah’s” which indicates a pause or a stop for meditation and remembrance. The greatness of God is our strength and refuge, who is always there with us and for us (“a very present help”). This is true even through the restless agitation of the proud—“the word is used of the sea in Psalm 89:9 and Job 38:11 and of the arrogance of the wicked in Psalms 10:2 and 31:18 and 23. This proud rebellion threatens the mountains, the pillars of the moral stability of the cosmos (cf. 11:3).” (Ash) When all around us seems to give way, Christ is our hope and stay!
Song for Today —
“Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.
Refrain:
This is my story, this is my song,
praising my Savior all the day long;
this is my story, this is my song,
praising my Savior all the day long.
2 Perfect submission, perfect delight,
visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
angels descending, bring from above
echoes of mercy, whispers of love. [Refrain]
3 Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Savior am happy and blest;
watching and waiting, looking above,
filled with His goodness, lost in His love. [Refrain]”
(Fanny Crosby, 1873)


