Songs In The Night — Part 1

“If God would make manifest the fact that ‘He giveth songs in the night,’

He must first make it night.” — William Taylor

Welcome,

It’s tea time. A moment to slow our breathing, open the Word, and allow His love and truth to do its quiet, faithful work in us.

“But none says, ‘Where is God my Maker, who gives songs in the night?’” — Job 35:10

There was a time when I cried out to the Lord, “Where or what is the song You give in the night?”

I’ve come to learn that there is no sweeter sound than a song in the night.

Anyone can sing when life is bright and beautiful. But the songs born in suffering carry a depth and sweetness that cannot be learned any other way.

Yes, the Lord does give songs in the night.

Sleepless night.
Anxious night.
Loss night.
Discouragement night.
Disappointment night.
Bereavement night.

These are the nights that press hard upon the soul — the kind that leave us awake in the darkness, searching for comfort, understanding, and hope. Wondering how God gives a song.

I know those nights.

“It is well.” The incredible words of a mother, having spent the morning holding her only son in her arms as he slowly slipped away in death. Oh, the anguish that must have overwhelmed her soul! God had allowed a “night” for her. Who would have blamed her if she had slipped into despair and accused God? But she didn’t.

Instead, in the middle of heartbreaking sorrow, she trusted Him.

And yet, I have found that when suffering drives us toward Jesus instead of away from Him, something holy begins to happen in the heart. The Lord Himself becomes our refuge. His presence grows precious. His promises become life. And slowly, softly, a song begins to rise in the darkness.

There have been nights when I could do nothing but cling to Him in weakness and tears. Nights when my heart could not understand what His hand was allowing.

I was paralyzed, in such deep grief that, at first, I could hardly hear the songs in the night. But as I kept running to Jesus, His comfort slowly quieted the sorrow enough for me to hear Him again.

Not because the pain was small.
Not because the sorrow was easy.
But because He was near.

The enemy would love for suffering to make us bitter, fearful, and hopeless. But Jesus calls us nearer still. He invites us to bring every grief to Him and rest beneath His care.

“The LORD is close to the brokenhearted; He rescues those whose spirits are crushed.” — Psalm 34:18

What a faithful Shepherd He is to wounded hearts.

Sometimes the song He gives is not loud or triumphant. Sometimes it is simply the quiet assurance: I am with you. I will not fail you. Morning is coming.

“By day the LORD commands His steadfast love, and at night His song is with me.” — Psalm 42:8 ESV

Be encouraged, dear heart. God is working in the dark, too.

2 Kings 4:8–37

A Quiet Prayer:

Loving Father, help me to hear your voice in the deep, dark nights of trials. I trust you have a good plan for me.

Amen

Steeped in God’s love, 🌸

Evelyn

Join me to read Part 2 on Monday, May 25th.