I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?” My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your … Continue reading
Category Archives: Psalm 42
By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me–a prayer to the God of my life (Psalm 42:8). When I’m stressed, I don’t know which is worse– Day, when I have to deal with all … Continue reading
Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me (Psalm 42:7). Water is an interesting thing. It is necessary for life and delightful in a tall glass with ice, but … Continue reading
My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon–from Mt. Mizar (Psalm 42:6). Whatever Whenever However Whoever Wherever God takes you in this life, remember that it is … Continue reading
Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. (Psalm 42:5) What, you never talk to yourself? Sure you do. That’s … Continue reading
These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng (Psalm 42:4). So…church this … Continue reading
My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” (Psalm 42:3) When life is hard, the world is watching. When you are at your lowest, they wait and … Continue reading
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? (Psalm 42:1-2). Does time with God feel … Continue reading
I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?” My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your … Continue reading
By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me–a prayer to the God of my life (Psalm 42:8). When I’m stressed, I don’t know which is worse– Day, when I have to deal with all … Continue reading