This Psalm really spoke to me - I feel like I've gone down to the pit - I feel like I've been abandoned by God - "My soul is full of troubles" - I've seen myself "in the regions dark and deep" - that I've been in the darkness. But I know when I test the spirits that God is still with me and approves me. But not every spirit that speaks to me is so kind - I have to continually cast out the devils from my life. It sucks! Beyond that, I edit when the Lord speaks to me - I put in and take out phrases and words because I'm afraid to hear what He really wants to say to me - even though I know it's for my good and not for evil. I'm afraid. But I know I should fear God, but not be afraid of God. I know that He is LOVE - and He never leaves me nor forsakes me. I've found a refuge, though - in my heart.
"Here in my heart there's a refuge waiting. Here in my heart you just won't let me go. I could run away run away but you'd stay, here in my heart." - Susan Ashton
I Cry Out Day and Night Before You
1O LORD, God of my salvation,
I cry out day and night before you.
2Let my prayer come before you;
incline your ear to my cry!
3For my soul is full of troubles,
and my life draws near to Sheol.
4I am counted among those who go down to the pit;
I am a man who has no strength,
5like one set loose among the dead,
like the slain that lie in the grave,
like those whom you remember no more,
for they are cut off from your hand.
6You have put me in the depths of the pit,
in the regions dark and deep.
7Your wrath lies heavy upon me,
and you overwhelm me with all your waves.
8You have caused my companions to shun me;
you have made me a horrorb to them.
I am shut in so that I cannot escape;
9my eye grows dim through sorrow.
Every day I call upon you, O LORD;
I spread out my hands to you.
10Do you work wonders for the dead?
Do the departed rise up to praise you?
11Is your steadfast love declared in the grave,
or your faithfulness in Abaddon?
12Are your wonders known in the darkness,
or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13But I, O LORD, cry to you;
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
14O LORD, why do you cast my soul away?
Why do you hide your face from me?
15Afflicted and close to death from my youth up,
I suffer your terrors; I am helpless.c
16Your wrath has swept over me;
your dreadful assaults destroy me.
17They surround me like a flood all day long;
they close in on me together.
18You have caused my beloved and my friend to shun me;
my companions have become darkness.d
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