Psalms 6: Putting the cries of my heart into words

His Words

Psalm 6[a]

For the director of music. With stringed instruments. According to sheminith.[b] A psalm of David.

1 Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger
    or discipline me in your wrath.
2 Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am faint;
    heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.
3 My soul is in deep anguish.
    How long, Lord, how long?

4 Turn, Lord, and deliver me;
    save me because of your unfailing love.
5 Among the dead no one proclaims your name.
    Who praises you from the grave?

6 I am worn out from my groaning.

All night long I flood my bed with weeping
    and drench my couch with tears.
7 My eyes grow weak with sorrow;
    they fail because of all my foes.

8 Away from me, all you who do evil,
    for the Lord has heard my weeping.
9 The Lord has heard my cry for mercy;
    the Lord accepts my prayer.
10 All my enemies will be overwhelmed with shame and anguish;
    they will turn back and suddenly be put to shame.

my words

Time has been cruel, the waves of pain have crashed around me
God, please draw near, have mercy on me
I cry out for respite, in Your kindness grant me sleep
My soul lays empty within me, the desert is vast
Lord do you see fit to lead me out?
God will you grant me rest?

Rescue me from the wilderness
I need to feel Your love God, save me
I am too familiar with the silence of death
Who can praise you in this state?

I have complained until there are no more words
My head pounds from tears and sobs
My body shakes and shudders
My foes have weakened me and I am ashamed

Be gone, those who sought to destroy me
God, have You heard my prayers?
God, give me faith that You will show me mercy
God accept my prayers, God accept my heart
Rescue others from the pain I have endured
Bring Holy shame on those who have rebuked me

Psalms 5: Putting the cries of my heart into words

HIS Words

Psalm 5[a]

For the director of music. For pipes. A psalm of David.

1 Listen to my words, Lord,
    consider my lament.
2 Hear my cry for help,
    my King and my God,
    for to you I pray.

3 In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice;
    in the morning I lay my requests before you
    and wait expectantly.
4 For you are not a God who is pleased with wickedness;
    with you, evil people are not welcome.
5 The arrogant cannot stand
    in your presence.
You hate all who do wrong;
6     you destroy those who tell lies.
The bloodthirsty and deceitful
    you, Lord, detest.
7 But I, by your great love,
    can come into your house;
in reverence I bow down
    toward your holy temple.

8 Lead me, Lord, in your righteousness
    because of my enemies—
    make your way straight before me.
9 Not a word from their mouth can be trusted;
    their heart is filled with malice.
Their throat is an open grave;
    with their tongues they tell lies.
10 Declare them guilty, O God!
    Let their intrigues be their downfall.
Banish them for their many sins,
    for they have rebelled against you.
11 But let all who take refuge in you be glad;
    let them ever sing for joy.
Spread your protection over them,
    that those who love your name may rejoice in you.

12 Surely, Lord, you bless the righteous;
    you surround them with your favor as with a shield.

my words

my heart shatters within my ribs
i have been crying and my voice is raspy
my sorrow is overwhelming and i feel so broken
God, can You hear me? God, i want to believe You are there?
i am trying to trust, but my hurt is so deep

God hears my voice, even when i struggle to believe
i continue to plead, i continue to seek, i am trying to wait

God you demand perfection as You are perfect
God, i fall so short, my faith is week
God, You hate pride and i struggle to lay my pride at Your feet
God, You despise lies and i am desperately seeking to be truthful

the world is a wicked place, so many cannot stand before You
may i come into Your presence? i need Your love, my Lord
I bow down before You. I am begging for forgiveness

lead me Lord, I am too weak to find my path, my head is full of lies
show me Your will and guide my steps
silence my enemies and give me discernment
Lord, to You I give the vengeance, help me find freedom in forgiveness

I thank You that You give shelter to those who seek You
Together, we praise You. Guide me in worship

protect me, protect me, protect me
carry me, carry me, carry me

Lord, You say You bless the righteous
Open my eyes to Your goodness
Show me Your protection

Psalms 4: Putting the cries of my heart into words

HIS WORDS

Psalm 4[a]

For the director of music. With stringed instruments. A psalm of David.

1 Answer me when I call to you,
    my righteous God.
Give me relief from my distress;
    have mercy on me and hear my prayer.

2 How long will you people turn my glory into shame?
    How long will you love delusions and seek false gods[b]?[c]
3 Know that the Lord has set apart his faithful servant for himself;
    the Lord hears when I call to him.

4 Tremble and[d] do not sin;
    when you are on your beds,
    search your hearts and be silent.
5 Offer the sacrifices of the righteous
    and trust in the Lord.

6 Many, Lord, are asking, “Who will bring us prosperity?”
    Let the light of your face shine on us.
7 Fill my heart with joy
    when their grain and new wine abound.

8 In peace I will lie down and sleep,
    for you alone, Lord,
    make me dwell in safety.

my words

Your name, I whisper
Stillness in the dark, I listen
I am weary, my legs shake from exhaustion
Do You hear me? Can You give me rest?

A stench assaults my nostrils, evil is afoot
They love a fantasy, they hide from truth
God set His own apart, am I among them?
God, are you listening? I am calling

His name is Holy, Fear is within my heart
I lay my beaten body in my sheets,
my heart cries for You at night
I cling to foolish dreams
My hope has long since faded

What will Your blessing look like God?
Will I recognise Your peace if You bring it?
My soul aches and throbs
Heal me, heal me, heal me

I trust tomorrow I will arise
God are you there?
Protect me though the wicked nights

Psalms 3: Putting the cries of my heart into words

HIS Words

Psalm 3

A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom.

1 Lord, how many are my foes!
    How many rise up against me!
2 Many are saying of me,
    “God will not deliver him.”[b]

3 But you, Lord, are a shield around me,
    my glory, the One who lifts my head high.
4 I call out to the Lord,
    and he answers me from his holy mountain.

5 I lie down and sleep;
    I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.
6 I will not fear though tens of thousands
    assail me on every side.

7 Arise, Lord!
    Deliver me, my God!
Strike all my enemies on the jaw;
    break the teeth of the wicked.

8 From the Lord comes deliverance.
    May your blessing be on your people.

my words

why can i trust no one?
why do people hurt me so?
i have been forgotten
they say my life is an absurdist fantasy

God, i am trying to believe you care for me
through pain, i am trying to praise You
GOD, WHERE ARE YOU?!
are You speaking to me, am i too afraid to hear?

my sleep is fitful
each morning, i rise again, God has seen fit to give me air
i tremble with fear, and i am ashamed
the arrows pierce me still

Come God!
Help me to listen to your voice
SAVE ME! SAVE ME! SAVE ME!
destroy those who decimate the souls of those around

help me to see that you are in all good things, Lord
bless me, bless my family, bless my enemies

Psalms 2: Putting the cries of my heart into words

HIS Words

Psalm 2

1 Why do the nations conspire[a]
    and the peoples plot in vain?
2 The kings of the earth rise up
    and the rulers band together
    against the Lord and against his anointed, saying,
3 “Let us break their chains
    and throw off their shackles.”

4 The One enthroned in heaven laughs;
    the Lord scoffs at them.
5 He rebukes them in his anger
    and terrifies them in his wrath, saying,
6 “I have installed my king
    on Zion, my holy mountain.”

7 I will proclaim the Lord’s decree:

He said to me, “You are my son;
    today I have become your father.
8 Ask me,
    and I will make the nations your inheritance,
    the ends of the earth your possession.
9 You will break them with a rod of iron[b];
    you will dash them to pieces like pottery.”

¹⁰ Therefore, you kings, be wise;
    be warned, you rulers of the earth.
¹¹ Serve the Lord with fear
    and celebrate his rule with trembling.
¹² Kiss his son, or he will be angry
    and your way will lead to your destruction,
for his wrath can flare up in a moment.
    Blessed are all who take refuge in him.

My Words

Why do I conspire to find meaning in my life?
Why do I plan revenge in my head against those who have wronged me?
Why do I listen to those who do not believe in the Lord and understand their feelings?
Does, following you God make me more free or am a trapped for meaningless reasons?

Is God laughing at me? Am I the sinner who is being scoffed?
Am I being rebuked in His anger?
I so long to be righteous, but I am falling so short

God, help me to see that I am Yours
God, I want to see your goodness
I want to believe that You will protect me

God, the nations conspire against you
I want to be a vessel of truth, but today I am so broken
Put wise words in my mouth
Use me, if You see fit, help me to trust You
I am afraid of You, God, please spare me Your wrath
Will You bless me if I take refuge in You?