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Psalm for Sunday

I know I've been pilfering my back-catalogue a lot this week, but here's another reblog, this time it's a responsive reading of Psalm 19 which is one of the lectionary readings for today...


The law of the Lord is perfect, strengthening the soul.
The promises of the Lord are trustworthy, offering insight to all.
The signposts of the Lord are straightforward, bringing joy to life.
The commands of the Lord are clear, giving light to walk by.
The fear of the Lord is right and good, enduring for ever.
The decisions of the Lord are sure and altogether unquestionable.
His word is more precious than gold,
than a bank vault full of gold;
His word is sweeter than strawberries in summer,
Tastier than ripe red strawberries
God’s word warns us when we’re on dangerous ground
And directs us to hidden treasures.
What man can spot his own mistakes?
What woman can tell when she is fooling herself?
Father, forgive my hidden faults.
Lord, keep your servant from deliberate error.
May my sins not rule over me
So I will be blameless before you.
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my mind be pleasing in your sight,
O Lord, my Rock and my Rescuer. AMEN

From Psalm 19
tipping the hat to Eugene Peterson for a line or two...

Selah
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