Psalm

I have never written much poetry in my life but I had the opportunity to write a Psalm during a spirituality day in July 2009.
On completion I felt that I had engaged in a deep time of worship
and a meaningful moment of healing.

No words can explain Your wonder, O Lord,
No breath uttered can come close to Your majesty.
Your might is greater than the tallest mountain,
And yet Your thoroughness notices the smallest ant.
Your kingdom holds more power than a city of skyscrapers,
Your reward is more significant than money.
Your doors are open to all who are willing,
Your love is more flavoursome than the greatest of meals.
While we are insufferable and stupid,
You desire to invite us in.
I desire to have my home with You,
My lifetime’s work is to show others the way.
Why is it then, O Lord, that the work seems so hard?
Why do obstacles stand in my way?
Why is the journey so tiresome?
What good will come from my re-broken heart?
And so I open my naked self to You again,
With trepidation and fear I become vulnerable to You.
When everything within me wants to cover and protect
You see in my heart what is truly there
And my tears respond to the compassion I feel you offering me.
Acknowledge my wounds, O Lord.
May my sealed scars proclaim Your healing power
And forever be a reminder of my need of You.

No words can explain Your wonder, O Lord,No breath uttered can come close to Your majesty.Your might is greater than the tallest mountain,And yet Your thoroughness notices the smallest ant.
Your kingdom holds more power than a city of skyscrapers,Your reward is more significant than money.Your doors are open to all who are willing,Your love is more flavoursome than the greatest of meals.
While we are insufferable and stupid, You desire to invite us in.I desire to have my home with You,My lifetime’s work is to show others the way.
Why is it then, O Lord, that the work seems so hard?Why do obstacles stand in my way?Why is the journey so tiresome?What good will come from my re-broken heart?
And so I open my naked self to You again,With trepidation and fear I become vulnerable to You.When everything within me wants to cover and protectYou see in my heart what is truly thereAnd my tears respond to the compassion I feel you offering me.
Acknowledge my wounds, O Lord.May my sealed scars proclaim Your healing powerAnd forever be a reminder of my need of You.

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This article was written by Linda Bailey

Linda started theological studies in 1999 in Australia. After working for ten years in various church ministries, she now works as the breakfast producer at 89.9 LightFM - the Christian radio station in Melbourne, Australia. She writes blogs every day about passages she is currently reading in the Bible. Follow her on Google Plus +Linda Bailey or Facebook by clicking the like button on the right of this page.

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