Because he cleaves to me in love, I will deliver him; I will protect him because he knows my name.
“If you’ll hold on to me for dear life,” says God, “I’ll get you out of any trouble.”
My study Bible calls Psalm 91 a “meditation on God as the protector of the faithful (a wisdom psalm).” In this verse God is talking about you and me. I’m tempted to form an ideal picture of cleaving to God in love, decide I’m falling short, and conclude that God isn’t protecting me. Then I remember Psalm 89 and resist trying to measure or evaluate my cleaving or my love. God isn’t measuring or evaluating. God doesn’t protect me because I deserve it or I’ve earned it. This verse says that God protects me because I ask him. Dwell on this: God protects you because you ask him.
Lord, I have spent the last 90 psalms cleaving to you in love. I am holding on to you for dear life. I know to call your name. Lord, protect me. Amen.
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