Psalm 13
For the director of music. A psalm of David.
How long, O LORD? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and day after day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?
Look on me and answer, O LORD my God.
Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death,
lest my enemy say, “I have overcome him,”
lest my foes rejoice because I am shaken.
But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart shall rejoice in your salvation.
I will sing to the LORD,
for he has been good to me.
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For the director of music. A psalm of David.
How long, O LORD? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and day after day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?
Look on me and answer, O LORD my God.
Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death,
lest my enemy say, “I have overcome him,”
lest my foes rejoice because I am shaken.
But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart shall rejoice in your salvation.
I will sing to the LORD,
for he has been good to me.
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It is a comfort to be able to read God's word to find that he understands how you feel—crap and all.
I feel indebted to the psalmists who, despite their immense angst and suffering, continued to trust in the goodness and salvation that God promised his people. And although it was not revealed to them, they would've been overjoyed to have known the mysteries of Christ, of what he has done and what he will do.
I feel indebted to the psalmists who, despite their immense angst and suffering, continued to trust in the goodness and salvation that God promised his people. And although it was not revealed to them, they would've been overjoyed to have known the mysteries of Christ, of what he has done and what he will do.
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