“Trust (Psalm 13)”

Single, 2026

THE VERSE BEHIND THE SONG

“But I trust in your unfailing love; my heart rejoices in your salvation. I will sing the Lord’s praise, for he has been good to me.”

Psalm 13:5-6

“I’m Done Running”

Single, 2026

THE VERSE BEHIND THE SONG

“Be still, and know that I am God.”

Psalm 46:10

THE VERSE BEHIND THE SONG

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”

Matthew 11:28

A DEVOTIONAL FROM JOSH’S VERSE

Trust in the Waiting

From Psalm 13, the verse behind “Trust (Psalm 13)”

Opening Prayer

Lord, You know the prayers I have prayed so many times that the words feel worn thin. You know the waiting rooms, the quiet drives home, the nights I rehearse the same worry in the dark. Meet me in the how long today. Teach my heart to trust You in the middle of it, before anything changes on the outside. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Scripture Reading

Psalm 13 (NIV)

1 How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
2 How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and day after day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?
3 Look on me and answer, Lord my God.
Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death,
4 and my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,”
and my foes will rejoice when I fall.
5 But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart rejoices in your salvation.
6 I will sing the Lord’s praise,
for he has been good to me.

Reflection

Psalm 13 asks the same question four times in two verses. How long, Lord? How long will You hide Your face? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts? David was not being dramatic, and he was not lacking faith. He was being honest, the way you are honest with someone you know loves you. Only a person who believes God is listening dares to ask Him how long.

Most of us live some part of our lives inside this psalm. There is the prayer you have prayed for a child until you are embarrassed to say it out loud one more time. There is the diagnosis that turned your calendar into a hallway of appointments. There is the empty chair, the closed door, the application with no answer, the person who used to call. The wrestling David describes happens at 3 a.m., when the house is quiet and the thoughts are not. Sorrow in the heart, day after day. Scripture does not rush past that. It wrote the season down and put it in the hymnbook.

Notice what David does with his pain. He does not take it to people who cannot carry it, and he does not bury it under a brave face. He takes it straight to God, by name: “Look on me and answer, Lord my God.” His request is small and enormous at once. Give light to my eyes. In other words, Lord, I cannot see my way through this, so lend me Your eyes until mine work again. That is a prayer any of us can pray on the worst day of the year, standing at the kitchen sink with the water running so nobody hears us cry.

Then the psalm turns on one small word. But.

“But I trust in your unfailing love.” David’s circumstances had not changed between verse 4 and verse 5. The enemy was still winning. The face of God still felt hidden. What changed was where David put his weight. He stopped leaning on the timeline and started leaning on the character of God. Unfailing love does not mean love that hurries. It means love that has never once let go, not in David’s lifetime and not in yours.

The psalm ends with a man singing. “I will sing the Lord’s praise, for he has been good to me.” Past tense. While he was still waiting for the rescue, David reached back and remembered the goodness that had already carried him this far. Memory became his choir. He sang before the answer came, and the singing itself became a kind of answer, proof that hope was still alive in a heart that sorrow had tried to close.

This is why a sixteen-year-old singing this psalm stops me in my tracks. Josh Grove took David’s oldest question and carried it in a young voice, and somehow that is exactly right, because trust is not something we graduate from. The teenager waiting on God and the grandmother waiting on God are praying the same prayer across the same silence. The waiting is not wasted time, beloved. It is the soil where trust grows roots that fair weather never asks for.

If you are in a how long season tonight, you are in good company, and you are in the Word of God itself. Ask Him honestly. Ask Him by name. Then borrow David’s turn: lean your weight on Who He is instead of when He moves. Remember one way He has been good to you, out loud if you can. Singing in the waiting is not pretending. It is trusting with your mouth what your heart is still learning to believe.

Journaling Reflection

Take a few quiet minutes with these. Let the first line get you started, and write the rest as honestly as David did.

1. The “how long” I am carrying right now is… Write it plainly, the way you would say it to God at 3 a.m.

2. A time God was good to me, even inside a hard season, was… Let one remembered kindness stand as your evidence.

3. One small way I can lean on God’s character instead of His timeline this week is…

Closing Prayer

Father, I bring You my how long, and I will not dress it up. You have never once let go of me, even when I could not feel Your hand. Give light to my eyes today. Help me remember the goodness that has already carried me, and teach me to sing in the waiting, trusting Your unfailing love more than my own understanding. I am Yours in the middle of it, not only at the end of it. In Jesus’ name, Amen.