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Emotional Meditation—By Micah Siemens

And then—it happens. Somewhere between one heartbeat and the next, between “Save me” and “You have answered me,” the whole psalm changes color. It’s as if the darkness sighs and releases its grip. The silence breaks, and the same lips that cried,

“Why have You forsaken me?” now proclaim, “I will declare Your name to my brothers and sisters; in the assembly I will praise You.”

This is resurrection language before resurrection history. The one who was abandoned now calls others into worship. It’s the holy turnaround—the sound of deliverance not yet seen, but already believed.

“You who fear the Lord, praise Him! All you descendants of Jacob, honor Him!”

David goes from isolation to invitation. It’s no longer his suffering story—it’s our worship song. And then, quietly, one of the most comforting lines in all of Scripture:

“For He has not despised or scorned the suffering of the afflicted one; He has not hidden His face from him but has listened to his cry for help.”

There it is—the answer we’ve been aching for since verse 1. God was never indifferent. The silence was not abandonment; it was mystery. And now, the veil lifts. From here, the psalm swells with joy:

“From You comes the theme of my praise in the great assembly.”

It’s no longer about personal pain; it’s about global glory. David sees a day when worship will overflow beyond Israel’s borders—when “all the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the Lord.”

That’s the gospel hidden in poetry—the prophecy that one Man’s suffering would ignite worldwide redemption. And how fittingly it ends:

“They will proclaim His righteousness, declaring to a people yet unborn: He has done it.”

He has done it. Those final words—in Hebrew, ‘asah’—echo forward through time, until they find their twin on Golgotha:

“It is finished.”

Psalm 22 doesn’t just predict the cross; it feels it. But more than that—it tastes resurrection before Easter ever arrived. This psalm reminds me that pain and praise can exist in the same song. And that God’s silence is often the space where He’s preparing the loudest answer.

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