Psalm 63

6. When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches. Solitude and stillness render the night watches a fit season for meditation on the so often experienced mercies of God; which, when thus called to remembrance, become a delicious repast to the spirit, filling it with all joy, and peace, and consolation; giving songs in the night, and making darkness itself cheerful. How cheerful, then, will be that last morning, when the righteous, awaking up after the divine likeness, shall be satisfied with all the fullness of God, and praise him with joyful lips, in those eternal courts, where there is no night, and from whence sorrow and sighing fly far away! George Horne

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