Psalm 37

HOW TO STOP WORRYING TRUST IN THE LORD (Psa. 37:3)


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Faith in the Lord Jesus Christ will cure worry! When you trust Him to provide all your physical and spiritual needs (Matt. 6:33; Phil. 4:19), you find comfort. Don’t look to the deeds nor strength of the flesh to find your comfort, but to Him alone (Psa. 62:8).

DELIGHT YOURSELF ALSO IN THE LORD (Psa. 37:4).

Rejoicing in the Lord is a sure cure for worry (Phil. 3:3). When your are taken up with the glory of His person, the power of His atonement, the freeness of His grace, and the

sureness of His mercy, it leaves you no room for worrying. (Col. 2:9-10).

COMMIT YOUR WAY TO THE LORD (Psa. 37:5).

The marginal reading is, Roll the whole burden of life upon Him. Casting all your care upon Him, for He careth for you (I Pet. 1:5). When you realize that your heavenly Father does all things well, surely you can commit your way to His wise providence and stop worrying. (Rom. 8:28).

REST IN THE LORD (Psa. 37:7).

Our Lord Jesus Christ, having accomplished salvation for you, his elect by entering into His rest (Heb. 1:3). Learn by His grace to cease from going about trying to establish a righteousness (Rom. 10:4) and make haste to enter into Him by faith and rest (Heb. 4:10).

CEASE FROM ANGER (Psa. 37:8).

When you try to take matters into our own hands, your are bound to create a sure mess of things. Remember that the wrath of man will never work the righteousness of God(James 1:18). God will take care of you and subdue all your enemies under His feet (Col.2:14).

DEPART FROM EVIL (Psa. 37:27).

You are exhorted in the scripture to put off the old man with his deeds (Col. 3:8-15). By God’s grace and power He does restrain you from living for self and to strive to live for the glory of God (Jer. 9:23-24).

WAIT ON THE LORD (Psa. 37:34).

Wait with great expectations on the certainties of His promises (II Pet. 1:4). God’s purpose of grace and mercy cannot fail (Isa. 42:1; Psa. 27:14). His blessings are worth waiting for (Prov. 3:6-7).

Pastor Tom Harding