In Psalm 40, the language of the One who won the mightiest victory, is that of utter dependence and
meekness. "I waited patiently .for the Lord, and He inclined unto me, and heard my cry. Me brought
me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established
my goings." This was the spirit of Jesus_"I waited on Jehovah, and He inclined unto me, and heard
my cry." No claim_perfect lowliness. And so the psalm ends as an example to us:"But I am poor
and needy, yet the Lord thinketh upon me. Thou art my help and my deliverer." It ends in this way
because His own are still in this world, in suffering. We have been called to the fellowship of God’s
Son. May we feel that we are poor and needy. Let it be sufficient that "the Lord thinketh upon us."
If the Lord of glory was poor and needy, let all pride be put to shame.

FRAGMENT. O to be but emptier, lowlier, mean, unnoticed, and unknown, And to God a vessel
holier, filled with Christ and Christ alone.