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Psalm 27 Revisited (Crosspost)

This was originally written for and posted at Revgalblogpals.org on 16 November 2018.


Psalm 27, Revised Julia Edition

God is my opening to life and my deliverance from evil—
who thinks they can scare me?
The Lord is a solid fence around me—
who will try and come through God’s defenses?

When those who oppose God’s will come at me
thinking they can do something,
it is all over for their evil plans-
Boom! Crash! Rubble.

Though they bring friends to gang up on me,
my heart will not panic;
though hostilities confront me at every turn,
even then I will be confident.

I do have one request for God, though, 
one thing that I really, really want:
that I may perceive the presence of the living God
every day of my life,
to gaze on the splendor of the Lord
and to find the Divine in every place I look.


For in times of trouble
God will keep me safe in the Divine dwelling;
God will hide me in the shelter of the sacred tent
and give me a perch upon the rock of ages.

Then I will look down on all those
who thought they could plan my destruction;
at the Divine tent I will offer my endless praise and thanksgiving;
I will sing and make music to the Lord.

Hear my voice when I pray to you, O God;
be merciful to me and answer me.
My heart says of you, “Look for God!”
Your face, Lord, I will seek.

This is no time for holy hide and seek,
please do not frustrate me;
you have been the one thing I could count on.
Do not swipe left on me or unfriend me,
God my Savior.

Though the people closest to me leave and hurt me,
I know You will greet me at each turn.
Teach me the way of Divine love and mercy;
lead me in a life that brings honor to You,
so that no one can find fault with me.

Do not let those who oppose Your will for my life win,
for people lie about me and my motivations,
making up a lot of crap.

I know one thing is true:
I will see God’s goodness and provision
in this life; I don’t have to die first.

Wait for the Lord;
be faithful and brave
and wait for the Lord.


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