When the prolific duo of Ashford and Simpson penned these words, were they thinking beyond the human realm?
Ain’t no mountain high enough.
Ain’t no valley low enough.
Ain’t no river wide enough, to keep me from getting’ to you.
The psalmist portrays this distance from the Savior in terms of life and death, painting mortality as the last moment in which He can reach out and pluck His creations for the abyss.
The cords of death entangle me, the anguish of the grave came over me; I was overcome by distress and sorrow.
Then I called on the name of the Lord: “Lord, save me!” (Ps 116:3-4)
Such is extent of the Savior’s reach that not even the ebbing moments of life can rebuff Him. We cry out “Lord, save me!” and redemption extends life forever. Restoration is a now and still to come reality. Whatever remains of our time in this world can be in peace and assurance;
Return to your rest, my soul, for the Lord has been good to you. (v7)
A thankful heart taken captive by the Spirit guides our gratitude-filled steps, all of these remaining days;
I will sacrifice a thank offering to you and call on the name of the Lord. I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all his people, in the courts of the house of the Lord—in your midst Jerusalem.
Praise the Lord. (vv 17-19)
Grace and peace to you…
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