Psalm 13 Prayed
Praying
through distress,
sickness
and depression
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
every 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, or I will sleep in death;
my enemy will say, “I
have overcome him,”
and
my spiritual foes will rejoice when I fall.
O Lord, be to me the God and
Father
of
our Lord Jesus Christ,
the
Father of compassion
and
the God of all comfort,
who
comforts me in all my troubles,
so that I can comfort those in
any trouble
with
the comfort I have received
from
you, O God.
But
I am under such great pressure, O Lord.
Far
beyond my ability to endure,
so
that I despair even of life.
Indeed, in my heart I feel the
sentence of death.
So
help me not to rely on myself,
but
on you, O God, who raises the dead.
O Lord, you have delivered so
many others
from
such deadly peril;
now
deliver me.
On you I have set my hope;
that
you will continue to deliver me.
Surround me O Lord,
with
those who can help my by their prayers.
Then many will give thanks on
my behalf,
for
the gracious favour you granted me
in
answer to the prayers of many.
Help me to trust in your
unfailing love;
may
my heart rejoice in your salvation.
Then I will sing to you, O
Lord,
for you have been good to me.
for he has
been good to me.
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Psalm 13 Prayed
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