Psalms 126:1
A Song of degrees. When the LORD turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream.
126:1. Being in trouble, the gracious pilgrims remember for their comfort times of national woe which were succeeded by remarkable deliverances. Then sorrow was gone like a dream, and the joy which followed was so great that it seemed too good to be true, and they feared that it must be the vision of an idle brain. So sudden and so overwhelming was their joy that they felt like people in a trance. It was not the freedom of an individual which the Lord in mercy had wrought, but of all Zion, of the whole nation; and this was reason enough for overflowing gladness. Let us look to the prison-houses from which we have been set free. At our conversion what a turning again of captivity we experienced. Since then, from multiplied troubles, from depression of spirit, from miserable backsliding, from grievous doubt, we have been emancipated, and we are not able to describe the bliss which followed each emancipation. This verse will have a higher fulfillment in the day of the final overthrow of the powers of darkness when the Lord comes forth for the salvation and glorification of his redeemed. Then in a fuller sense than even at Pentecost our old men will see visions, and our young men will dream dreams: all things will be so wonderful, so far beyond all expectation, that those who behold them will ask themselves whether it be not all a dream. The past is ever a sure preview of the future; we shall again and again find ourselves amazed at the wonderful goodness of the Lord. Let our hearts gratefully remember the former lovingkindnesses of the Lord: we were sadly low, sorely distressed, and completely past hope, but when Jehovah appeared he did not merely lift us out of despondency, he raised us into wondering happiness. He turns exile into ecstasy, and banishment into bliss.
The Treasury of David by Charles Haddon Spurgeon (1834-1892)
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