"Help, God—the bottom has fallen out of my life;
Master, hear my cry for help.
Listen hard; Open your ears;
Listen to my cries for mercy.
If you, God, kept records on wrongdoings,
Who would stand a chance?
As it turns out, forgiveness is your habit,
And that's why you're worshiped.
I pray to God—my life a prayer—
And wait for what he'll say and do.
My life's on the line before God, my Lord,
Waiting and watching till morning,
Waiting and watching till morning.
O Israel, wait and watch for God—
With God's arrival comes love,
With God's arrival comes generous redemption.
No doubt about it—he'll redeem Israel,
Buy back Israel from captivity to sin." (Ps.130)
All our Hopes are with You, our Good and Gracious King. How Very Blessed we are, Your Highness; how Loved we are, All through Your Excellent Grace. We will Never Forget the Day You Came to us, and Spoke to us those Blessed Words, "Live!" You Raised us from the Dead; we are the Army of the King. Send us Forth, my Lord, to Sing Your Praise; Enable us to Glorify Thy Name. Be Pleased, Your Grace, to Grant us the Character of Thy Son. Help us, our Father; we Want to Live to Thy Praise.
Bless Your Children, O Shepherd, and Hear our Earnest Cries. For the Glory of the King, we Pray All Things, amen.
O Lord, on the days when the darkness seems so deep
When I feel the splinters from the wood of my own cross,
Sometimes I get a flash of insight, a sudden leap
Of that suffering, of that pain, of that loss --
Separated from the pretty pictures of my books,
The smell of death hanging in the air, the jeers, the flies,
The weeping women, the soldiers' learing looks,
The eyes of your Mother as she cries --
Real moments fraught with blood and grief and pain --
From this you wrought the answer to Adam's sin,
How we want to pretty it up, build walls, contain
The reality of God touching us, lock it in.
Clever as we are at building the boxes to hide that fire,
The burning love of creator for creation stained,
You find ways to bring home that truth, inspire -
Yours is a love that will not stay contained.
Open my heart, O Lord, and let me see today
The reality of a God who burns away the night
Holding nothing back to open up the way
To lead his bride at last into the light.
"We will Never Forget the Day You Came to us, and Spoke to us those Blessed Words, "Live!" "
amen, KM.