The Soul's Resting-Place
Psalm 116:7
Return to your rest, O my soul; for the LORD has dealt bountifully with you.


It seemed scarcely a stone's throw from the busy streets, almost in the centre of the city's crowding and rushing, that we found the quaint little park with its grass and trees, its flowers, its quiet resting-places and playing children. "How strange it seems to find such a garden spot in the heart of all the city's din and traffic, its restless comings and goings!" we said, dropping down upon one of the rustic seats. "Yet how hard it would be to endure all the strain and turmoil if there were no such places!" "It is like life," said a friend thoughtfully. "Our days are full of care and toil, of eager pursuit and feverish ambition. The demands of business, of civic duty, and of social life crowd and press upon each other; but deep in the heart of each of us, if life is what it should be, lies some quiet little garden spot, fenced about and protected. Our religious life has its roots there; it holds our holiest ties and friendships, and something from out our childhood which never grows old or dies. The world may fill our outward lives with the city's roar and tumult, but the soul holds ever amid it all its garden of flowers and rest."

(W. L. Watkinson.)



Parallel Verses
KJV: Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully with thee.

WEB: Return to your rest, my soul, for Yahweh has dealt bountifully with you.




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