Praying the Psalms Project

Psalm 17 – Praying the Psalms Project

 

We can have times in life where we are misunderstood – defeated – scared and lonely.   When we feel no one is for us and everyone is against us.  The lion circles us, isolating us.

Sometimes it is our own fault, sometimes not. Regardless, we feel the pain. 

Our God’s love is so big, so very, very big.  When we call – He hears.  He examines our hearts and sees our true motives and plans.  He spreads His wings and we can snuggle in beside Him, where He nurtures and instructs us.  There is no place I’d rather be.  How about you? 

 

Psalm 17

A prayer of David.

Hear me, Lord, my plea is just;
    listen to my cry.
Hear my prayer—
    it does not rise from deceitful lips.
Let my vindication come from you;
    may your eyes see what is right.

Though you probe my heart,
    though you examine me at night and test me,
you will find that I have planned no evil;
    my mouth has not transgressed.
Though people tried to bribe me,
    I have kept myself from the ways of the violent
    through what your lips have commanded.
My steps have held to your paths;
    my feet have not stumbled.

I call on you, my God, for you will answer me;
    turn your ear to me and hear my prayer.
Show me the wonders of your great love,
    you who save by your right hand
    those who take refuge in you from their foes.
Keep me as the apple of your eye;
    hide me in the shadow of your wings
from the wicked who are out to destroy me,
    from my mortal enemies who surround me.

10 They close up their callous hearts,
    and their mouths speak with arrogance.
11 They have tracked me down, they now surround me,
    with eyes alert, to throw me to the ground.
12 They are like a lion hungry for prey,
    like a fierce lion crouching in cover.

13 Rise up, Lord, confront them, bring them down;
    with your sword rescue me from the wicked.
14 By your hand save me from such people, Lord,
    from those of this world whose reward is in this life.
May what you have stored up for the wicked fill their bellies;
    may their children gorge themselves on it,
    and may there be leftovers for their little ones.

15 As for me, I will be vindicated and will see your face;
    when I awake, I will be satisfied with seeing your likeness.

Psalm 17

Can you hear me Lord?  My cries and my prayers. 

They come from a place of truth

I know you are the only One who clears me from any suspicion 

You see what is right, because you probe my heart. 

You examine my motives day and night and test me. 

People try to sway me this way and that, I keep myself from the violent,

Doing my best to follow Your commands.

I have walked straight and I have not stumbled from Your path.   

I call on You, Lord because You answer me.

You turn Your ear to me and hear me when I pray.

Show me the wonders of Your great love.  A love so great it brought Salvation to all.   

You are my refuge – My place of safety.

Lord I am so thankful that I am the apple of Your eye and You hide me in the shadow of your wing. 

I know there are wicked people led by the  wicked one

Who are out to surround me, destroy me and throw me down. 

They circle like a lion circling his prey.

I pray for  them – that You will do a work in their callous hearts.

You rise up, Lord confronting them. 

I thank You, that You are the One who saves me from them. 

I do not want to be a woman who wants her rewards in this life, that I become full and lazy. 

I will have my reward one day- the day I open my eyes and see You face to face.  – Amen

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Under Mother’s Wings
Photo by Roeselien Raimond on Fivehundredpx

 

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