Summary: Everybody dies - even Kings like David.
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1. Of all the Psalms that David wrote, I think the one that is best known and loved and best reflects his over all life is Psa.23.
Psalms 23:1-6 (AMP)
1 THE LORD is my Shepherd [to feed, guide, and shield me], I shall not lack.
2 He makes me lie down in [fresh, tender] green pastures; He leads me beside the still and restful waters.
3 He refreshes and restores my life (my self); He leads me in the paths of righteousness [uprightness and right standing with Him—not for my earning it, but] for His name's sake.
4 Yes, though I walk through the [deep, sunless] valley of the shadow of death, I will fear or dread no evil, for You are with me; Your rod [to protect] and Your staff [to guide], they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my [brimming] cup runs over.
6 Surely or only goodness, mercy, and unfailing love shall follow me all the days of my life, and through the length of my days the house of the Lord [and His presence] shall be my dwelling place.
2. The Death of David.
I. First, we have David's Condition.
1 Kings 1:1-4 (AMP)
1 AND KING David was old and advanced in years; they covered him with [bed]clothes, but he could not get warm.
2 So his servants [the physicians] said to him, Let there be sought for my lord the king a young virgin, and let her wait on and be useful to the king; let her lie in your bosom, that my lord the king may get warm.
3 So they sought a fair maiden through all the territory of Israel and found Abishag the Shunammite, and brought her to the king.
4 The maiden was beautiful; and she waited on and nursed him. But the king had no intercourse with her.
David is about 70 years old, he is bed ridden and always chiled...Before the days of electric blankets they often used the warmth of a healthy person to care for a sick person. This procedure was noted by Greek physician Galen, and Jewish historian Josephus.
Remember the movie City Slickers with Billy Crystal? One day he goes to school with his son to tell them about his work. He suddently says, "Value this time in your life, kids, because this is the time in your life when you still have your choices. It goes by fast.
When you're a teenager you think you can do anything and you do. Your twenties are a blur. Thirties you raise your family, you make a little money, and you think to yourself, "What happened to my twenties?"
Forties, you grow a little pot belly, you grow another chin. The music starts to get too loud, one of your old girlfriends from High School becomes a grandmother.
Fifties, you have a minor surgery - you'll call it a procedure but its surgery.
Sixties, you'll have a major surgery, the music is still loud, but it doesnt matter because you can't hear it anyway.
Seventies, you and the wife retire to Ft. Lauderdale. You start eating dinner at 2:00 in the afternoon, you have lunch around 10:00, breakfast the night before, spend most of your time wandering around malls looking for ultimate soft yogurt and muttering, "How come the kids don't call?"
The eighties, you'll have a major stroke, and you end up babbling wiht some Jamaican nurse who your wife can't stand, but you call mama."
Ecclesiastes 12:1-8 (NKJV)
1 Remember now your Creator in the days of your youth, Before the difficult days come, And the years draw near when you say, "I have no pleasure in them":
2 While the sun and the light, The moon and the stars, Are not darkened, And the clouds do not return after the rain;
3 In the day when the keepers of the house tremble, And the strong men bow down; When the grinders cease because they are few, And those that look through the windows grow dim;
4 When the doors are shut in the streets, And the sound of grinding is low; When one rises up at the sound of a bird, And all the daughters of music are brought low;
5 Also they are afraid of height, And of terrors in the way; When the almond tree blossoms, The grasshopper is a burden, And desire fails. For man goes to his eternal home, And the mourners go about the streets.
6 Remember your Creator before the silver cord is loosed, Or the golden bowl is broken, Or the pitcher shattered at the fountain, Or the wheel broken at the well.