This psalm is a beautiful image of Christ and His Church. It refers to him as the King and the bride here is the Church. “My heart bursts its banks, spilling beauty and goodness. I pour it out in a poem to the king, shaping the river into words: You’re the handsomest of men; every word from your lips is sheer grace, and God has blessed you, blessed you so much.”TM
This King is so incredibly attractive, honest, loving, and perfect in every way, that everything in life before him, just pales into insignificance. “Now listen, daughter, don’t miss a word: forget your country, put your home behind you.”TM This world is not my home, I’m just passing through! My treasures are laid up, somewhere beyond the blue! The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore! I can hardly wait to join my King in heaven. That day will be “A procession of joy and laughter! A grand entrance to the king’s palace!”TM
But as I wait for that day, I have to forget the past! I shouldn’t let the future interfere with my job in the present either. As a bride of Christ, “Set your mind now on sons—don’t dote on father and grandfather.”TM God wants us to reproduce ourselves as we wait for our wedding day feast!