Day 6.. the lament and the promise.

9:14 am.


..




There is a love
that's already given
there is a grace
that I could not earn
You pour out mercy
morning by morning
your goodness follows me
all of my days
so what do I have
that hasn't been given?
what do I need
that you don't supply?
you feed the sparrow
you clothe the Lilly
and they do not worry
so neither will I

You are faithful, God.




Psalm 6
A Psalm of David, to be accompanied by an eight stringed instrument



Lord, don’t rebuke me in your anger

    or discipline me in your rage.
Have compassion on me, Lord, for I am weak.
    Heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.
I am sick at heart.
    How long, O Lord, until you restore me?
Return, O Lord, and rescue me.

    Save me because of your unfailing love.
For the dead do not remember you.
    Who can praise you from the grave?[b]
I am worn out from sobbing.

    All night I flood my bed with weeping,
    drenching it with my tears.
My vision is blurred by grief;
    my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
Go away, all you who do evil,

    for the Lord has heard my weeping.
The Lord has heard my plea;
    the Lord will answer my prayer.
10 
May all my enemies be disgraced and terrified.
    May they suddenly turn back in shame.

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