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Psalm 1


Psalm 1

Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners or sit in the seat of mockers.
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But his delight is in the law of the LORD, and on his law he meditates day and night.
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He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers.
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Not so the wicked! They are like chaff that the wind blows away.
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Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.
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For the LORD watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish.

      Wednesday, June 08, 2011

      A man who loves wisdom brings joy to his father

      Proverbs 29

      Whoever remains stiff-necked after many rebukes
      will suddenly be destroyed—without remedy.

      When the righteous thrive, the people rejoice;
      when the wicked rule, the people groan.

      A man who loves wisdom brings joy to his father,
      but a companion of prostitutes squanders his wealth.

      By justice a king gives a country stability,
      but those who are greedy for[a] bribes tear it down.

      Those who flatter their neighbors
      are spreading nets for their feet.

      Evildoers are snared by their own sin,
      but the righteous shout for joy and are glad.

      The righteous care about justice for the poor,
      but the wicked have no such concern.

      Mockers stir up a city,
      but the wise turn away anger.

      If a wise person goes to court with a fool,
      the fool rages and scoffs, and there is no peace.

      The bloodthirsty hate a person of integrity
      and seek to kill the upright.

      Fools give full vent to their rage,
      but the wise bring calm in the end.

      If a ruler listens to lies,
      all his officials become wicked.

      The poor and the oppressor have this in common:
      The LORD gives sight to the eyes of both.

      If a king judges the poor with fairness,
      his throne will be established forever.

      A rod and a reprimand impart wisdom,
      but a child left undisciplined disgraces its mother.

      When the wicked thrive, so does sin,
      but the righteous will see their downfall.

      Discipline your children, and they will give you peace;
      they will bring you the delights you desire.

      Where there is no revelation, people cast off restraint;
      but blessed is the one who heeds wisdom’s instruction.

      Servants cannot be corrected by mere words;
      though they understand, they will not respond.

      Do you see someone who speaks in haste?
      There is more hope for a fool than for them.

      A servant pampered from youth
      will turn out to be insolent.

      An angry person stirs up conflict,
      and a hot-tempered person commits many sins.

      Pride brings a person low,
      but the lowly in spirit gain honor.

      The accomplices of thieves are their own enemies;
      they are put under oath and dare not testify.

      Fear of man will prove to be a snare,
      but whoever trusts in the LORD is kept safe.

      Many seek an audience with a ruler,
      but it is from the LORD that one gets justice.

      The righteous detest the dishonest;
      the wicked detest the upright.

      Monday, April 18, 2011

      Deliver me, my God, from the hand of the wicked

      Psalm 71
      Psalm 71

      In you, LORD, I have taken refuge;
      let me never be put to shame.
      In your righteousness, rescue me and deliver me;
      turn your ear to me and save me.
      Be my rock of refuge,
      to which I can always go;
      give the command to save me,
      for you are my rock and my fortress.
      Deliver me, my God, from the hand of the wicked,
      from the grasp of those who are evil and cruel.
      For you have been my hope, Sovereign LORD,
      my confidence since my youth.
      From birth I have relied on you;
      you brought me forth from my mother’s womb.
      I will ever praise you.
      I have become a sign to many;
      you are my strong refuge.
      My mouth is filled with your praise,
      declaring your splendor all day long.

      Do not cast me away when I am old;
      do not forsake me when my strength is gone.
      For my enemies speak against me;
      those who wait to kill me conspire together.
      They say, “God has forsaken him;
      pursue him and seize him,
      for no one will rescue him.”
      Do not be far from me, my God;
      come quickly, God, to help me.
      May my accusers perish in shame;
      may those who want to harm me
      be covered with scorn and disgrace.

      As for me, I will always have hope;
      I will praise you more and more.

      My mouth will tell of your righteous deeds,
      of your saving acts all day long—
      though I know not how to relate them all.
      I will come and proclaim your mighty acts, Sovereign LORD;
      I will proclaim your righteous deeds, yours alone.
      Since my youth, God, you have taught me,
      and to this day I declare your marvelous deeds.
      Even when I am old and gray,
      do not forsake me, my God,
      till I declare your power to the next generation,
      your mighty acts to all who are to come.

      Your righteousness, God, reaches to the heavens,
      you who have done great things.
      Who is like you, God?
      Though you have made me see troubles,
      many and bitter,
      you will restore my life again;
      from the depths of the earth
      you will again bring me up.
      You will increase my honor
      and comfort me once more.

      I will praise you with the harp
      for your faithfulness, my God;
      I will sing praise to you with the lyre,
      Holy One of Israel.
      My lips will shout for joy
      when I sing praise to you—
      I whom you have delivered.
      My tongue will tell of your righteous acts
      all day long,
      for those who wanted to harm me
      have been put to shame and confusion.

      Wednesday, April 13, 2011

      Let your hand rest on the man at your right hand

      Psalm 80

      Hear us, Shepherd of Israel,
      you who lead Joseph like a flock.
      You who sit enthroned between the cherubim,
      shine forth before Ephraim, Benjamin and Manasseh.
      Awaken your might;
      come and save us.

      Restore us, O God;
      make your face shine on us,
      that we may be saved.

      How long, LORD God Almighty,
      will your anger smolder
      against the prayers of your people?
      You have fed them with the bread of tears;
      you have made them drink tears by the bowlful.
      You have made us an object of derision[b] to our neighbors,
      and our enemies mock us.

      Restore us, God Almighty;
      make your face shine on us,
      that we may be saved.

      You transplanted a vine from Egypt;
      you drove out the nations and planted it.
      You cleared the ground for it,
      and it took root and filled the land.
      The mountains were covered with its shade,
      the mighty cedars with its branches.
      Its branches reached as far as the Sea,[c]
      its shoots as far as the River.[d]

      Why have you broken down its walls
      so that all who pass by pick its grapes?
      Boars from the forest ravage it,
      and insects from the fields feed on it.
      Return to us, God Almighty!
      Look down from heaven and see!
      Watch over this vine,
      the root your right hand has planted,
      the son you have raised up for yourself.

      Your vine is cut down, it is burned with fire;
      at your rebuke your people perish.
      Let your hand rest on the man at your right hand,
      the son of man you have raised up for yourself.
      Then we will not turn away from you;
      revive us, and we will call on your name.

      Restore us, LORD God Almighty;
      make your face shine on us,

      Tuesday, April 12, 2011

      Help us, God our Saviour,

      Psalm 79

      O God, the nations have invaded your inheritance;
      they have defiled your holy temple,
      they have reduced Jerusalem to rubble.
      They have left the dead bodies of your servants
      as food for the birds of the sky,
      the flesh of your own people for the animals of the wild.
      They have poured out blood like water
      all around Jerusalem,
      and there is no one to bury the dead.
      We are objects of contempt to our neighbors,
      of scorn and derision to those around us.

      How long, LORD? Will you be angry forever?
      How long will your jealousy burn like fire?
      Pour out your wrath on the nations
      that do not acknowledge you,
      on the kingdoms
      that do not call on your name;
      for they have devoured Jacob
      and devastated his homeland.

      Do not hold against us the sins of past generations;
      may your mercy come quickly to meet us,
      for we are in desperate need.
      Help us, God our Savior,
      for the glory of your name;
      deliver us and forgive our sins
      for your name’s sake.
      Why should the nations say,
      “Where is their God?”

      Before our eyes, make known among the nations
      that you avenge the outpoured blood of your servants.
      May the groans of the prisoners come before you;
      with your strong arm preserve those condemned to die.
      Pay back into the laps of our neighbors seven times
      the contempt they have hurled at you, Lord.
      Then we your people, the sheep of your pasture,
      will praise you forever;
      from generation to generation
      we will proclaim your praise.