Wednesday, 12 January 2011

I love psalms

Earlier today I was very gently but powerfully reminded of just how much I have to thank God for, and how very thankful I am that, despite ol' cloth-ears here trying her best not to listen, he never stopped calling me... (Sorry, the original psalm is a little long, so I highlighted the verses that really stood out for me...)


Yahweh is my rock and my fortress, my deliverer is my God. I take refuge in him, my rock, my shield, my saving strength, my stronghold, my place of refuge.
I call to Yahweh who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my foes.
I called to Yahweh in my anguish, I cried for help to my God; from his Temple he heard my voice, my cry came to his ears.
He reached down from on high, snatched me up, pulled me from the watery depths,
rescued me from my mighty foe, from my enemies who were stronger than I.
They assailed me on my day of disaster but Yahweh was there to support me;
he freed me, set me at large, he rescued me because he loves me.
Life to Yahweh! Blessed be my rock! Exalted be the God of my salvation
For this I will praise you, Yahweh, among the nations, and sing praise to your name.


Psalm 18 v 2-3, 6, 16-19, 46, 49.

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