This morning, I turned to 2 Samuel 22. I share King David’s thoughts as I praise God this morning for strength.
“The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;
3 my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge,
my shield and the horn of my salvation.
He is my stronghold, my refuge and my savior—
from violent men you save me.
4 I call to the LORD, who is worthy of praise,
and I am saved from my enemies.
5 “The waves of death swirled about me;
the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.
6 The cords of the grave coiled around me;
the snares of death confronted me.
7 In my distress I called to the LORD;
I called out to my God.
From his temple he heard my voice;
my cry came to his ears.
17 “He reached down from on high and took hold of me;
he drew me out of deep waters.
29 You are my lamp, O LORD;
the LORD turns my darkness into light.
31 “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.
32 For who is God besides the LORD ?
And who is the Rock except our God?
33 It is God who arms me with strength
and makes my way perfect.
34 He makes my feet like the feet of a deer;
he enables me to stand on the heights.
37 You broaden the path beneath me,
so that my ankles do not turn.
47 “The LORD lives! Praise be to my Rock!
Exalted be God, the Rock, my Savior!