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Praying the Psalms -Psalm 63-

 29.1.12



Psalm 63

    A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.


1 O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;
   my soul thirsts for you;
my flesh faints for you,
   as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
2 So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary,
   beholding your power and glory.
3 Because your steadfast love is better than life,
   my lips will praise you.
4 So I will bless you as long as I live;
   in your name I will lift up my hands.
 5 My soul will be satisfied as with fat and rich food,
   and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips,
6 when I remember you upon my bed,
   and meditate on you in the watches of the night;
7 for you have been my help,
   and in the shadow of your wings I will sing for joy.
8 My soul clings to you;
   your right hand upholds me.
 9 But those who seek to destroy my life
   shall go down into the depths of the earth;
10 they shall be given over to the power of the sword;
   they shall be a portion for jackals.
11 But the king shall rejoice in God;
   all who swear by him shall exult,
   for the mouths of liars will be stopped. 



God, my God, sometimes it is your will to bring your people to a dry land. Sometimes coming to the desert means passing through trials, other times it means that we feel as if You were distant and we were forsaken.

What to do Lord, in times like this?

What to do when the heat is burning, the mind can't think clearly, the heart is weary and the eyes can't see clearly? What to do when You seem afar? Should we hide ourselves under a rock in the desert, and just wait with the face hidden between the hands until the fiery sand storm passes by?

David was there, in the desert, running away to save his life. He was weary in a land where his thirst couldn't be satisfied but there, in that desolate place he called on you. In the desert he lifted up his eyes and looked upon you in your Sanctuary and saw your power and glory. Jesus was also brought by Your Spirit to the desert, no water touched his lips for forty days, and yet in the driest land, where the devil met him and tempted him, He found strength and vigor in your Word. You alone satisfied Him.

Father, I don't ask that you won't take me to desert. I just pray that when you take me there, I will call upon Your Name, I will thirst for You; that my flesh won't fall into sin seeking to be satisfied with any other thing rather than You and your Word.

God, don't ever let me forget that your steadfast love is better than life. Better that breathing, better than all the beautiful moments I might live; better that the best gift it has pleased you to give me. Better than a song in the night, and times of prosperity. Better than all the kingdoms of this world, better than all those things that promise me satisfaction but draw me far away from You.

Even when the winds blow hard against me, when the sand storm won't let me open my eyes, I ask you, God, my God, lift my head and let me see your power and glory. Even when my eyes are cracking from lack of water and my mouth doesn't find a way to pronounce a word because its dry, even then, let me sing your praise.

Lord, I will bless you as long as I live. I will, not because of my will power; not because I try hard, but because You have promised that nothing, not even the most dreadful deserts will be able to separate me from your perfect Love.

Thank you for hope, thank you because You don't keep your people forever in the desert land. You always bring us to a time of feasting and rejoicing; a time when our soul eats at your table and is always satisfied. Thank you because you always provide times when our lips can't contain your praises. When joy overflows, and gladness is our companion.

Night comes, always. A gift from Your hand that we may rest and think, and meditate on your Word and in all we have said and done. Night is a gift from you always. In the times of desolation as well as in the times of prosperity, night comes and we come to our bed and You are there.  And no matter, Lord, in which season of my life I am in the night, I always see how You have been my constant help. How you have kept me and my children in the shadow of your wings. 

I cling to you, my God. I cling to you as much as a woman clings to her man; as much as much as a the baby to her nursing Mom. I cling to you in the desert and in the land in which honey and milk overflows. In both places I need you or I die. Uphold me with Your right hand. Sustain me when I am weak, hold me tight when I am fainting.  Hold me with Your mighty hand when temptation comes, when the devil tempts me.  Give me victory and fill my mouth with your praises, that I may rejoice in You and be satisfied in You alone, my God and King.

Amen



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