vs. 6 Not done with the scary stuff…and that’s the way it comes…waves of trials and turmoil; testings and troubles, wearing me down…ABBA FATHER!!!
This pestilence can walk, and sees in the darkness and is bent on my destruction – again in broad daylight (when I think I’m safe.) This is just a more specific and vivid description of the ugly villian You’ve conquered for me already in vs. 3! I’ve nothing to fear – I’m abiding! Help me to always be sensative to You and stay close.
vs. 7 Even Your rescue is scary, God. I know You mean to assure me of my safety, that I will continue to stand even as ten thousand fall at my one side & ten thousand fall again on my other side (the wearisome, multiple attacks of satan), somehow, Lord, I don’t want to see this…I do fear this day…I trust You, and I am certain of my safety with You, but this scene is too awful.
I also know your judgement will come…I think of America…I think of those who reject Christ, and even the remorse of Christians, perhaps, who refused to abide with you.