The Triumph of Trust

George H. Morrison
"But I will trust in thee." Psalm 55:23
The value of a word and the power that it has over our hearts depends largely upon the man
who speaks it and on the circumstances of its utterance. When Paul said to the Philippians,
"Rejoice in the Lord, and again I say rejoice," how inexpressibly these words are deepened by the
circumstances of the Apostleno longer young nor free, but a prisoner in a Roman cell with his
life-work seemingly shattered at his feet. Living words have the quality of life. They are born and
bear the fashion of their birth. They may be robbed of meaning, or may be filled with meaning,
by the hour in which the spirit utters them. So it seems to me the only way to enter into the
grandeur of our text is to learn the circumstances of the Psalm. What kind of man was this who
said so confidently: "But I will trust in thee?" What were his circumstances? Was he happy? Was
everything going very well with him? A study of the psalm will show us that.
The Psalmist Was a Man Unanswered
First, note that he was a man unanswered. He knew the bitterness of heaven's silence. His
opening cry in our deep psalm is this: "Hide not thyself from my supplication" (Psa_55:1).
It is an easy thing to trust in God when swiftly and certainly our prayers are answered. There
are some who read this column whose life is a compact of answered prayer. But when we pray
and the face of God is hidden, and we are restless because heaven is silentit is often difficult to
trust Him then. Especially is that true of intercession when we have been praying for someone
who is dear, that God would spare a life or kill a habit or bring the beloved prodigal home again.
To continue trusting when we have prayed like that and the prayers have seemed to go whistling
down the wind, is one of the hardest tasks in human life. The splendid thing is that the psalmist
did it. He refused to regard silence as indifference. He knew that a thousand days are as one day
to God and that sometimes love delays the chariot wheels. Heaven might be silent and the face
of God averted and all the comfort of fellowship withdrawn, but "I will trust in thee."
The Psalmist Was Afraid
Observe next, he was a man afraid. "The terrors of death are fallen upon me. Fearfulness and
trembling are come upon me" (Psa_55:4-5). Now if the writer of this psalm was David, he was
one of the bravest souls who ever lived. As a shepherd lad, as an outlaw, as a king, he had given
most conspicuous proofs of gallantry. Yet that gallant and courageous heart cries out: "The
terrors of death are fallen upon me; fearfulness and trembling are come upon me."
Such hours come to the businessman when he has grappled with some big concern; to the
lawyer on the eve of a very important case; to the mother, brooding in the quiet night on the
responsibilities of her home and children; or to the pastor, praying for his flock. Suddenly our
courage fails for reasons that are often quite inexplicable. Things are not different, duties are not
different, but in a strange and mysterious fashion we are different. And men who faced the lion
and the bear and were quick to answer the challenge of Goliath experience the fearfulness of
David. All of us have fainting fits, even the strongest and the bravest; hours when the strong
men bow themselves and when the keepers of the house do tremble. David had them in their full
intensity, and the good thing is that when they fell on him, he lifted up his heart and cried, "But I
will trust in thee."
The Psalmist Was Imprisoned
Observe next, he was a man imprisoned. "O that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly
away and be at rest" (Psa_55:6). Now this does not mean that he was in a dungeon. It is evident
from the psalm that he was not. It means that he was weary of his lot; he was dead-sick of it; he

loathed it. The meanness of things to that great heart had grown intolerable. He would have
given worlds to fly away, but that was the one thing he could not do. In the providential ordering
of heaven he was bound, as it were, by fetters to his place. And I believe there are few people
anywhere, whatever their lot or calling, who have not known the longing to escape. To escape
from the bondage of ourselveswhat a craving we often feel for that! To get awayjust to get
right awayfrom the routine which meets us every morning, how overpowering at times is that
desire! It was then that David rose to a better way. The wings of a dove would never give him
rest. The thing he needed was to find his rest under the overshadowing wing of Godright there,
just where he was, amid the burdens and the cares of kingship, "I will trust in thee."
The Psalmist Was Deceived
Observe lastly, he was a man deceived. Somebody he trusted had proven false, and it had
almost broken David's heart (Psa_55:12-14). A man his equal, his guide and his acquaintance to
whom he used to turn for loving counsel; a man with whom, on quiet Sabbath mornings, he used
to walk unto the house of God; a man whose friendship he had never doubted and on whose
loyalty he would have staked his life had played the part of Iscariot to the psalmist. What a
devastating revelation! What a tragic and desolating hour! How many people have lost their
faith in God when they have lost it in a man or woman? Yet David, amid the ruins of that
friendship, deserted by one he clung to as a brother, says, "But I will trust in thee."