Psalm 3 Prayed

Psalm 3 Prayed Struggling with doubt and depression    O Lord Jesus, how many are my foes!             My own thoughts have become my enemy.             How many rise up against me!     Many are saying of me,             “God will not deliver him.”    But you are a shield around me, O Lord Jesus;             you bestow glory on me             and lift up my head.     To you, O Lord Jesus, I cry aloud,             and you answer me from your holy hill.    For I have seen the wind, and I am afraid,             I am beginning to sink,             so I cry out to you, “Lord, save me!”    Why do I doubt? Why is my faith so little?             Reach out your hand immediately             and catch me, Jesus.    In the midst of my discouragement             and as I struggle with doubts,    Help me to lie down and sleep in peace;             knowing that when I wake again,             you, O Lord, have sustained me.    If I sense you near, then will I be able to say;             “I will not fear the tens of thousands             drawn up against me on every side.”   Arise, O Lord Jesus!             Deliver me, O my God!    Doubts have become my enemy.             They are joined by self-pity.    Darkness and depression             have ganged up against me.    Strike all these enemies on the jaw;             break the teeth of these wicked thoughts.    Deliver me from such a deadly peril,             and I trust that you will deliver me.    On you I have set my hope,             that you will continue to deliver me,     For from you O Lord, comes deliverance.             May your blessing be on me. Psalm 3 A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom. 1   O LORD, how many are my foes!             How many rise up against me! 2   Many are saying of me,             “God will not deliver him.”                         Selah  3   But you are a shield around me, O LORD;             you bestow glory on me             and lift up my head. 4   To the LORD I cry aloud,             and he answers me             from his holy hill.                                      Selah Matt. 14:30 But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me! 31  Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?” 5   I lie down and sleep;             I wake again, because the LORD sustains me.  6     I will not fear the tens of thousands             drawn up against me on every side.  7   Arise, O LORD!             Deliver me, O my God!       Strike all my enemies on the jaw;             break the teeth of the wicked. 2Cor. 1:10 He has delivered us from such a deadly peril, and he will deliver us. On him we have set our hope that he will continue to deliver us, 8   From the LORD comes deliverance.             May your blessing be on your people.                                                                         Selah