Here David turns to speak to his tormentors. Doesn't this almost sound like a threat?? "How long will you spread rumors about me and tell lies? Know this! God has set me apart and hears me when I call to him!!" And his tormentors ought to take warning. David has God on his side and so do we, as Christians.
I don't know about you, but I'm one of those people who likes for everyone to be happy. I am unnerved or depressed when I think that someone is upset with me or there is any kind of unrest with any of my relationships. If a friend of mine who normally smiles and hugs me when I see him or her instead looks the other way when I walk by them, I'm suddenly on edge and must know what is wrong. Even if my friend is not upset with me, I must know what is bothering him or her. So, having several people, whether they be friends, enemies, or complete strangers, telling lies about me and making others turn against me is a complete nightmare!! I'm sure that it would make me feel alone and desperate to repair these relationships. When this sort of trial arises I always try look inward. Is there something that I did to bring this on? Is there something that I need to apologize for and repent of? Many times, there is!! However, if I had done nothing wrong, my only comfort would be in knowing that God is on my side and that he has a plan for me. What a blessed thought!!
If God Himself be for Me by Paul Gerhardt
If God Himself be for me, I may a host defy,
For when I pray, before me my foes confounded fly.
If Christ, the Head, befriend me, if God be my support,
The mischief they intend me shall quickly come to naught.
I build on this foundation, that Jesus and His blood
Alone are my salvation, the true eternal good;
Without Him, all that pleases is valueless on earth:
The gifts I owe to Jesus alone my love are worth.
His Holy Spirit dwelleth within my willing heart,
Tames it when it rebelleth, and soothes the keenest smart.
He crowns His work with blessing, and helpeth me to cry
“My Father!” without ceasing to Him Who reigns on high.
To mine His Spirit speaketh sweet words of soothing power,
How God to Him that seeketh for rest, hath rest in store;
How God Himself prepareth my heritage and lot,
And though my body weareth, my Heav’n shall fail me not.
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