The third stanza of this very honest poem.
Be good to your servant while I live,
that I may obey your word.
Open my eyes that I may see
wonderful things in your law.
I am a stranger on earth;
do not hide your commands from me.
My soul is consumed with longing
for your laws at all times.
You rebuke the arrogant, who are accursed,
those who stray from your commands.
Remove from me their scorn and contempt,
for I keep your statutes.
Though rulers sit together and slander me,
your servant will meditate on your decrees.
Your statutes are my delight;
they are my counselors.
The writer of this Psalm was honest with God about his needs and his complaints. He told God of his harsh feelings for those who mistreated him, and he asked for God’s help.
Lord, teach me to be honest with you and to delight in your word.