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I Was There to Hear Your Borning Cry ~ Hymn 488

By: Steve Negley

Posted: November 29, 2019

Category: Daily Devotional

Devotional Thoughts Based on the Glory to God Hymnal

Psalm 139

The Glory to God Presbyterian Hymnal shows the wonderful connection between our hymns and the book in the scriptures that we know as the Psalms. The Psalms seem to inspire hundreds of the musical selections included in our hymnal, and some psalms are reflected in many hymns.

Psalm 139 (a rather lengthy psalm) is tied by the hymnal editors to over two dozen hymns. Hymn 488 (I Was There to Hear Your Borning Cry) reminds us of God’s interaction with us from womb to tomb. As does Psalm 139:

O Lord, you have searched me and known me.
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
you discern my thoughts from far away.
You search out my path and my lying down,
and are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue,
O Lord, you know it completely.
You hem me in, behind and before,
and lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
it is so high that I cannot attain it.

Where can I go from your spirit?
Or where can I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there;
if I make my bed in Sheol, you are there.
If I take the wings of the morning
and settle at the farthest limits of the sea,
10 even there your hand shall lead me,
and your right hand shall hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
and the light around me become night,”
12 even the darkness is not dark to you;
the night is as bright as the day,
for darkness is as light to you.

13 For it was you who formed my inward parts;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
that I know very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes beheld my unformed substance.
In your book were written
all the days that were formed for me,
when none of them as yet existed.
17 How weighty to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 I try to count them—they are more than the sand;
I come to the end[a]—I am still with you.

Prayer

From my first breath to my first taste of eternity, You are with me, Dear God. Thanks for being with me today. Amen.