2003-03-31 - Reflections
Micah 2:12,13 I will surely assemble all of you, Jacob, I will surely gather the remnant of Israel. I will put them together like sheep in the fold; Like a flock in the midst of its pasture they will be noisy with men. The breaker goes up before them; they break out, pass through the gate, and go out by it. So their king goes on before them, and the Lord at their hand.
I came upon a poem by Alexander Murray which was published in 1838. It is a poem that offers reflections on Micah 2:12, 13. There is not too much out there on Michah and it is probably rare that we hear a sermon on the book or read much on it.
They are wrenched from our arms as if drops from the heart,
No pains now torment them, no cares now annoy,
Be ours now to tread in the steps that they trod,
They have trodden the way that we shortly must tread,
O Shepherd of Israel gather us all,
Then, like flocks in their fold at the still eventide,
And the voices that once rose around the same hearth,
Soli Deo Gloria,