Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress; my eye wastes away from grief, my soul and body also.
For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my misery, and my bones waste away.
I am the scorn of all my adversaries, a horror to my neighbors, an object of dread to my acquaintances; those who see me in the street flee from me.
I have passed out of mind like one who is dead; I have become like a broken vessel.
For I hear the whispering of many— terror all around!— as they scheme together against me, as they plot to take my life.
But I trust in you, O Lord; I say, “You are my God.”
My times are in your hand; deliver me from the hand of my enemies and persecutors.
Let your face shine upon your servant; save me in your steadfast love.
Food For Thought:
In this passage of Scripture, the Psalmist cries out to God. Think of a time when you have cried out to God. Did God respond? If not, did you lose faith in God or did you trust that God had your best interests in mind?
Show me the way, O Christ, to care for those who are hurting, and weeping, and starving. Teach me the way, O Christ, to forgive those who are lying, and wounding, and excluding. Be light in the dark and bread for the journey that I might become a living prayer for you in the world. Amen.
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