Psalm 141

0422x-Sunrise-Hands-Lifted-High-Praise-700879_77376177I lift my hands, a sacrifice
My prayer, as incense sweet
Please hear me when I cry to You
Make haste my needs to meet.

Please guard my tongue, watch o’er my lips
From evil keep my heart
Let me not eat sin’s tempting fruit
But from their ways depart.

When with the rod the righteous strike
‘Tis kindness to my soul
I’ll not refuse their stern rebuke
For it can make me whole.

But ‘gainst the wicked I will pray
‘Till o’er the cliff they’re cast
My fitting words they’ll know were true
Their bones at Sheol amassed.

I look to You for help, O Lord
My refuge from the foe
Don’t let me fall in traps they set
Let them be caught there, though.

© J Dan Small

Psalm 64

O God, please hear my voice, attend to my complaint
The enemy pursues my life, my hope is growing faint
Hide me from all their secret plots
You know their wicked thoughts.

Their tongues are sharpened like a sword, their words like arrows pierce
They shoot from ambush fearing naught, attacking swift and fierce
They make their plans in secrecy
Believing they’ll go free.arrow

Then suddenly God shoots them down His arrows hit their mark
Caught by their futile words they reel and stumble in the dark
The passersby look on in shock
They shake their heads and mock.

The works of God will make men fear -amazed at what He’s done
The righteous will rejoice in Him, for refuge to Him run
The upright ones lift up their praise
Exalt Him all their days.

© 2014 J Dan Small