A Psalm of David
I am forgotten as though I were dead; I have become like
broken pottery.
For I hear many whispering, “Terror on every side!”
They conspire against me and plot to take my life.
But I trust in you, Lord; I say, “You are my God.”
My times are in your hands; deliver me from the hands of my
enemies,
from those who pursue me.
Let your face shine on your servant; save me in your
unfailing love.
Let me not be put to shame, Lord, for I have cried out to
you;
but let the wicked be put to shame and be silent in the
realm of the dead.
Let their lying lips be silenced, for with pride and
contempt they speak arrogantly against the righteous.
How abundant are the good things that you have stored up for
those who fear you,
that you bestow in the sight of all, on those who take
refuge in you.
In the shelter of your presence you hide them from all human
intrigues;
you keep them safe in your dwelling from accusing
tongues.
Praise be to the Lord, for he showed me the wonders of his
love
when I was in a city under siege.
In my alarm I said, “I am cut off from your sight!”
Yet you heard my cry for mercy when I called to you for
help.
Love the Lord, all his faithful people!
The Lord preserves those who are
true to him, but the proud he pays back in full.
Be strong and take heart, all you who hope in the Lord.
Father, you know the pain and suffering that we go through, the horrors that attack us. You hear us cry to you from the farthest, darkest place. Help us, Lord, to learn to trust you better; to know that you have such good plans for those who call to you.
He cares indeed, even more than He does for a sparrow. It always humbles me to think that the God of all creation cares for every tear I shed.
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