Psalm 124:7
Our soul has escaped like a bird out of the fowler’s snare. The snare is broken, and we have escaped.
The broken snare makes the relief of escape concrete: the bird was within the hunter’s reach, and the people remember how close destruction came.
Questions to write on. Each one opens a new entry with this verse already attached.
What past danger comes to mind when you picture a bird escaping a broken snare?
Write on thisHow does the repeated word “escaped” shape the way you would describe help you have received?
Write on thisWhere else Scripture says this
12 passages readers most often link with this verse, and the thread each one shares with it.
Answered prayer. gratitude. praise and worship.
Something small to carry out of this verse
The danger in this song was real, and so was the escape. The surrounding verses name the source of that help: YHWH, who made heaven and earth.
Now put it in your words.
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Cross-reference data from OpenBible.info (CC BY). Scripture from the World English Bible (public domain). Arc diagram after Chris Harrison and Christoph Römhild (2007).
