They are still wandering in the land of Moab, when the time draws
near when Moses must die. He is a hundred and twenty years old, but
hale and vigorous still. His eye is not dim, nor his natural force
abated. But the Lord has told him that his death is near. He gives
the command of the army of Israel to Joshua the son of Nun, and then
he speaks his last words.
Songs they are, dark and rugged, like all the higher Hebrew poetry;
but, like it, full of the very Spirit of God--the Spirit of wisdom
and understanding, the Spirit of faith and of the fear of the Lord.
There are three of these songs which seem to belong to those last
days of his.
The Prayer of Moses the man of God--which is our 90th Psalm, our
burial Psalm. We all know the sadness of that Psalm; its weariness,
as of one who had laboured long, and would fain be at rest; its
confession of man's frailty--fading away suddenly like the grass;
its confession of God's strength, God from everlasting, before the
mountains were brought forth; its eternal gospel of hope and
comfort, that the strength of God takes pity on the weakness of man,
'Lord, thou hast been our refuge, from one generation to another.
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