"Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from Him cometh my salvation. He only is my rock and my salvation...My soul, wait thou only upon God...He only is my rock and my salvation...Trust in Him at all times...power belongeth unto God. Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy..." -- Psalm 62:1-2, 5-6, 8, 11-12.


The Bible says, "Cursed is everyone that maketh flesh his arm." The Lord told Peter: "The spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak." Who is there that has not often been disappointed in others, and so very often disappointed in ourselves?

The flesh—self—in ourselves or others simply cannot be trusted. Often we have to learn from painful experience that there is only One upon whom we can lean with confidence. It is better to trust in the Lord than to put confidence in princes. It is better to trust in the Lord than to put confidence in men.

"Earthly friends may fail or leave us;
One day soothe, the next day grieve us;
But this Friend will ne’er deceive us;
Oh, how He loves!"

The Psalmist prophetically speaks of Judas, in relation to the Saviour: "Mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, hath lifted up his heel against Me."

There is no better prescription for our lives than that given in Proverbs 3:5-6: "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths."

We must part with even those help-meets that God brings into our lives (or they must part with us). It is good to have a loving partner on whom to lean, but it is far more important to lean on the Lord. He only is our rock and salvation. We can trust in Him at all times.

"When other helpers fail, and comforts flee;
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me."

When our son David, at the age of 29, was called Home, a friend sent us a tape of Vance Havner, speaking after his beloved wife of many years was called Home. It was entitled, "Now Thee alone I seek."

"He’s the One, the only One; when you need a Friend to help you, He’s the One." He’s the One Who sticks closer than a brother. He’s the only one Who will never leave nor forsake His own. Surely His goodness and mercy will follow—chase—each of His sheep all the days of this life, until all are in the eternal fold, forever to dwell in the house of the Lord.

The Psalmist is having a confession. He speaks of himself: "Truly, my soul waiteth upon God; from Him cometh my salvation. He only is my Rock and my Salvation." Let us ask ourselves: Can I honestly say this is true of me? Am I looking only to Him for salvation from the penalty and power of sin?

"I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus!
Trusting only in Thee!
Trusting Thee for full salvation,
Great and free. I am trusting Thee to guide me:
Thou alone shalt lead;
Ev’ry day and hour supplying
All my need. I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus!
Never let me fall!
I am trusting Thee for ever,
And for all."

"He only is my rock and my salvation." He is my stability and my ability. He is a solid Rock. No other foundation can be laid.

"No other hope shall intervene;
To Him we look, on Him we lean;
Other foundations we disown,
And build on Christ, the Living Stone!"

"To Whom coming, as unto a living stone, disallowed indeed of men, but chosen of God, and precious, Ye also, as living stones, are built up a spiritual house, an holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices, acceptable to God by Jesus Christ" (1 Peter 2:4-5).

He is my salvation. Without Him, I can do nothing, but "I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me" (Phil. 4:13). He is my strength and my song, and is become my salvation. I need to "stand still, and see the salvation of the Lord" (Exo. 14:13), Who is "able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think..." (Eph. 3:20).

Praise God, salvation is of the Lord. He alone is able to save, and "He is able also to save them to the uttermost that come unto God by Him" (Heb. 7:25). In Psalm 62:7 we read: "In God is my salvation and my glory: the Rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God." Ah, yes, "the eternal God is thy refuge (a place of safety in which to hide), and underneath are the everlasting arms (a power of security to hold)."

"When I fear my faith will fail,
Christ will hold me fast.
When the tempter would prevail,
He can hold me fast."

Verse 8 says, "Trust in Him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before Him." "They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary, and they shall walk and not faint."

"Oh, what peace we often forfeit;
Oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer."

Psalm 31:15 declares: "My times are in Thy hand." Everything is in the ultimate control of Him Who "maketh even the wrath of man to praise Him" (Ps. 76:10); "Who works all things according to the counsel of His own will; and Who works all things together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose" (Rom. 8:28).

He takes the bitter and the sweet, the good and the bad, and works all together for present and eternal good. His ways are past finding out, but "as for God, His way is perfect" (Ps. 18:30).

Since this is true, that my times are in His hand, then I can "trust the Lord at all times, and I can bless the Lord at all times" (Ps. 34:1). "Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless His holy Name" (Ps. 103:1).


Every trial draws Him nearer,
Peace, peace is mine!
All His strokes but make Him dearer;
Peace, peace is mine!
Bless I, then, the hand that smiteth
Gently, and to heal delighteth;
‘Tis against my sins He fighteth;
Peace, peace is mine!


Lord, when the journey’s over,
And we the road survey,
What grace shall we discover
Has led us all the way;
Where we were once so fearful,
The dangers seemed so vast;
Where we were sad and tearful,
The skies so overcast,
Because of weak faith’s blindness
So slow Thy love to learn;—
We shall Thy watchful kindness
In every stage discern.

The world’s vain, worthless pleasures,
Its treacherous hopes and lies,
Its rusty worn-out treasures,
As baubles we despise:
We look for His appearing,
The Morning Star so bright;
This hope our spirits cheering
Beguiles the hours of night:
We know by many a token
We soon shall reach our home;
For our "Beloved" has spoken,
"Behold, I quickly come!"

But, oh, most blessed Saviour,
Before we see Thy face,
Grant us each day this favour,
To live upon Thy grace!
While groaning in this prison,
With many a grief opprest,
To look, with faith’s strong vision,
To our eternal rest;
Time’s seen-things all are wasting,
Night’s shadows quickly flee;
O joy! The day is hasting,—
Eternity with Thee!