Blessed are those who bear the gospel of Christ, The undefiled, the righteous, the called. In you only do they hope, The way, the truth, the life. Who walk not after the world, In seeking the things of carnality. The law is their great delight, Of the Lord, they have their portion, their inheritance.
My ways are in your hands, Lips shall speak of mysterious deeds. Utter words of lovingkindness, Praise, to enthroned majesty. When it seems like worldly randomness, You have arranged events for your glory. Taught me by thy works, Thy statutes frame my meditations.
Salvation is what I long for, Far from the darkness I once embraced. The wicked are there, they cavil against truth, For your glimmering brightens soapy shadows to which they cling. They rage at Zion’s high-hill, Seek not heaven’s succor, cry not for simple relief. Thy statutes laugh at the foolish, and make sober theContinue reading “Statutes #155”
I cried out in silly, impatient anger, With broken expectations laying dead at my feet. My whole heart yearns for relief from my vanity, Hear me. Who else can I cry to? O Lord, you alone have ears for prayer, I will call to you and make my habit. Keep me, break me, lead me,Continue reading “Statutes #145”