Death comes to all, and sometimes it makes us cling to this life.----The author of Psalm 103 faces the reality of death with clear-eyed honesty. He speaks of failing man, like grass, like the flower of the field, soon withering and fading, its place remembering it no more.----He speaks of unfailing mercy, the covenant love and enduring righteousness of the God of heaven, by which he saves and keeps his people.----He speaks, too, of the marks of mercy, the indications of those who have tasted and are resting on the mercies of the Lord- righteously fearful, covenantally faithful, and never forgetful, proving in all things that they are God's and that he is theirs.----The unfailing mercies of God thus prove the only true refuge for failing men.