I’m but a sojourner below,
As all my fathers were;
May I be well prepared to go,
When I the summons hear
Psalm 39 Poetry Part III
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Psalm 39 Poetry Part II
Teach me the measure of my days,
Thou Maker of my frame;
I would survey life’s narrow space,
And learn how frail I am
Psalm 39 Poetry Part I
.. if some proper hour appear,
I’ll not be overawed,
But let the scoffing sinners hear
That I can speak for God
Praying Psalm 39
Prayer for Wisdom and Forgiveness To the choirmaster: to Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, “I will guard my ways,that I may not sin with my tongue;I will bridle[a] my mouth, so long as the wicked are in my presence.”2 I was dumb and silent, I held my […]
Psalm 38 Poetry I
All my desire to thee is known,
Thine eye counts every tear;
And every sigh, and every groan,
Is noticed by thine ear
Psalm 38 Commentary
The way to keep the heart quiet, is to keep ourselves in the love of God.
Praying Psalm 38
Lord, all my longing is known to thee, my sighing is not hidden from thee.
Psalm 37 Poetry III
My God, the steps of pious men
Are ordered by Thy will;
Though they should fall, they rise again,
Thy hand supports them still.
Psalm 37 Poetry II
When sinners fall, the righteous stand,
Preserved from every snare;
They shall possess the promised land,
And dwell for ever there.
Praying Psalm 37 Part III
Psalm 37:23-31 The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord,And He delights in his way.24 Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down;For the Lord upholds him with His hand. 25 I have been young, and now am old;Yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken,Nor his descendants begging bread.26 He is ever merciful, […]
Praying Psalm 37 Part II
Psalm 37:12-22 12 The wicked plots against the just,And gnashes at him with his teeth.13 The Lord laughs at him,For He sees that his day is coming.14 The wicked have drawn the swordAnd have bent their bow,To cast down the poor and needy,To slay those who are of […]
Psalm 37 Poetry I
Why should I vex my soul, and fret
To see the wicked rise?
Or envy sinners waxing great
By violence and lies?
Upward Ever... 