Turtledove
What do you do when God has in some way let evildoers ravage your life or your community? Do you say, “Any God who would let that happen couldn’t possibly love me”? Or do you cry out to God in faith?
An Asaph psalm.
1 O God, why have you rejected us forever?
Why does your anger smoke
against the flock under your care?
2 Remember the people you chose so long ago
the tribe you redeemed
for your very own—
Mount Zion, your earthly home.
3 Tour these everlasting ruins—
survey the utter devastation
the enemy has wreaked on your sanctuary.
4 Your foes roared triumphantly
inside your meeting place.
They set up their symbols as the true signs.
5 They hacked away
like someone taking down
a tangle of trees with axes—
6 smashed its intricate carvings
with pickax and maul.
7 They set your sanctuary on fire
and desecrated the house that bears your name
razing it to the ground.
8 Telling themselves
“We’ll totally crush them!”
they torched every single place
God had met us in our land.
9 We see no signs to guide us now
there are no prophets anymore
and no one knows how long this will last.
10 How long is the foe to scoff, God?
Will the enemy revile your name forever?
11 Why do you hold back—
your hands folded in your lap?
12 You’ve been my king from ages past
performing acts of deliverance on earth.
13 You split the sea apart by your power
and crushed the heads of the sea serpent—
14 smashed the writhing heads of Leviathan
tossing him as food to the sharks.
15 You opened up springs and torrents
you dried up wild floodwaters.
16 Day and night are both yours—
you set both sun and moon in place.
17 You set the limits of everything on earth
both summer and winter.
18 Remember, YHWH
how the enemy has scoffed at you.
A foolish people has reviled your name.
19 Don’t surrender the life of your turtledove
to the beast.
Don’t forget the life of your poor forever.
20 Remember your covenant
because every dark corner of the land
is now haunted by violence!
21 Don’t let the oppressed retreat in shame.
Let the poor and downcast praise your name!
22 Stand up and defend your cause, God.
Remember how these fools insult you all day long!
23 Don’t ignore the outbursts of your foes
the uproar these upstarts raise against you
without ever letting up.
Imagine the psalmist sitting in the smoking ruins of Solomon’s temple after Jerusalem’s fall to the Babylonians in 586 BC. The psalm’s central section seems to counter the Babylonian myth of the god Marduk’s defeat of the seven-headed sea goddess Tiamat, conflating Tiamat with Tannin, the sea monster in Egyptian mythology. It thus makes the imagery do double duty by also evoking God’s defeat of Egypt at the Red Sea, which led to Israel’s creation. Now it is Babylon that has enslaved God’s people.
Beyond being Israel’s pride and joy, the temple was the center of Israel’s communal life and relationship with God, the center of every Israelite’s universe. But while its destruction seemed to say God was forever done with them, his covenant encouraged Israel to believe he would restore his people even after their sin had led to their being punished and exiled.
So instead of turning away, the psalmist turns to God, asking how he could abandon his sheep to their enemies. He tells him to survey the ruins, describing the enemy’s degrading behavior and how they’d replaced Israel’s symbols with pagan symbols of power. He laments his people’s lostness—without prophets, signs, or any idea of when God might speak again.
Then from Jerusalem’s smoking ruins and with the Babylonians’ boasts ringing in their ears, the psalmist insists with theological chutzpah that God still reigns supreme. This may seem a wilful denial of reality. But the psalmist knows that, while God’s judgment has fallen, as his prophets had said it would, Babylon’s days usurping God’s place are numbered. The psalmist also knows God can still bring beauty out of Jerusalem’s ashes. So he pleads with him to remember his covenant, defend his cause, and end the enemy’s abuse of his name.
Prayer:
Surrounded by oppression, Jesus, where do I turn? You alone offer healing and hope. You alone have the words of eternal life. Don’t ignore the evildoers’ abuse and surrender your dove to the beast. Remember your covenant, sealed with your blood. Defend the honor of your name. Amen.
In your free moments today, pray these words:
Don’t surrender the life of your turtledove
to the beast.
Don’t forget the life of your poor forever.
