Psalm 145 I extol You forever Every day I praise You’re great And unsearchable Oh children Listen close His majesty Is lovely His goodness Is celebrated We all Thank You His glory Is awesome Oh world Listen close His kingdom Is splendor-filled His kingdom Is everlasting He is Faithfully gracious He lifts The falling WithContinue reading “Monday Morning Washing in His Word”
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Monday Morning Washing in His Word
Psalm 136 O Soul Give thanks The Lord Is good And His Steadfast love Endures forever He who Remembered our Low estate And rescued From foes And famine His steadfast Love endures He is The God Of heaven
Monday Morning Washing in His Word
Psalm 129 How does This Psalm Sit with Me today? My own Sins are The enemies I wrestle With and In Christ They weaken And cry For mercy But I Will grant Them none May they Wither like Rooftop grass Without root To be Trodden underfoot
Monday Morning Washing in His Word
Monday Morning Washing in His Word, Psalm 121
Monday Morning Washing in His Word
Psalm 113 Praise You! I do! Your name Is blessed Both now And forevermore! All day Long I Praise Your Holy name! You are The only High one Watching down Over me Once poor Ashes washed I’m clean You make Me sit With Your People’s princes And fill My home With many Many children PraiseContinue reading “Monday Morning Washing in His Word”
Monday Morning Washing in His Word
Psalm 102 You hear My cry Of distress With speed Smoking days Furnace burning Bones and Heart stricken Wasted strength Groaning skin Lonely owl Housetop wakefulness Taunts and Derisions assail From lips Of enemies Ashes feed Tears sustain You lifted You threw My days Do wither But your Throne endures You rise And show CompassionContinue reading “Monday Morning Washing in His Word”
Monday Morning Washing in His Word
Psalm 93 Kingly Lord Majestic robes Strength-girded World-establisher Everlasting throne Everlasting Lord Flood roars Praising You Higher than Mighty waters More majestic Than Sea-waves Sure decrees Holy house O Lord, forevermore.
Monday Morning Washing in His Word
Psalm 88 Monday Morning Washing in His Word Psalm 88 O Lord Hear me My night Cries and My sighs O Lord Troubled Soul Forsaken one You placed Me here In these Dark depths In these Deep pits Heavy wrath Overwhelming waves Companions shun My horror Dimmed eyes Through sorrow Hands outspread I cry OContinue reading “Monday Morning Washing in His Word”
Monday Morning Washing in His Word
Psalm 62 Silent soulAwaits God My RockAnd salvation I amNot shaken Assaults mayVisit to Destroy meI teeter Outward blessingsInward curses Silent soulAwaits God You holdMy deliverance My honorMighty Rock O peopleTrust Him Pour outYour heart Balances weighedWe are All alikeMerely breath Heard onceHeard twice Power belongsTo God And YouRepay accordingly
He is the Potter, we are the clay
I see the whorl of His fingerprint on the curvature of my life Feel His thumbs pressing deep, my clay walls smooth and climb Spinning on Love’s fulcrum He fills me with His Spirit’s presence And we are His vessel, His workmanship. He sees the work of His hands and calls it good. He remakesContinue reading “He is the Potter, we are the clay”