Psalm 62: The Weight of Silence
"Truly my soul waiteth upon God." Other translations say "in silence." That first word — truly, only, surely — hammers through this psalm like a refrain. "He only is my rock." "My soul, wait thou only upon God." David is stripping away every false support with the ruthlessness of a man who has tried them all and found them wanting. Men of low degree are vanity; men of high degree are a lie; place them on a scale and they are lighter than breath itself. Riches? Do not set your heart upon them. Power? It belongs to God alone. What remains when everything else has been weighed and found weightless? Only God — and, remarkably, his mercy. "Power belongeth unto God. Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy." That "also" is everything. Power alone might terrify us. But power joined to mercy — that is the rock on which a soul can rest in genuine silence, no longer striving, no longer grasping, simply waiting.
00:00 My Soul Waiteth Upon God
01:00 Wait Thou Only Upon God
02:00 Power and Mercy Belong to God