Study Desk

I wonder why you care, God — why do you bother with us at all? All we are is a puff of air; we're like shadows in a campfire.

Step down out of heaven, God ; ignite volcanoes in the hearts of the mountains. Hurl your lightnings in every direction; shoot your arrows this way and that. Reach all the way from sky to sea: pull me out of the ocean of hate, out of the grip of those barbarians Who lie through their teeth, who shake your hand then knife you in the back.

O God, let me sing a new song to you, let me play it on a twelve-string guitar— A song to the God who saved the king, the God who rescued David, his servant.

How blessed the people who have all this! How blessed the people who have God for God!

David's Praise I lift you high in praise, my God, O my King! and I'll bless your name into eternity.

God is magnificent; he can never be praised enough. There are no boundaries to his greatness.

God is all mercy and grace— not quick to anger, is rich in love.

God is good to one and all; everything he does is suffused with grace.

Creation and creatures applaud you, God ; your holy people bless you. They talk about the glories of your rule, they exclaim over your splendor,

Your kingdom is a kingdom eternal; you never get voted out of office. God always does what he says, and is gracious in everything he does.

God gives a hand to those down on their luck, gives a fresh start to those ready to quit.

Everything God does is right— the trademark on all his works is love.

God 's there, listening for all who pray, for all who pray and mean it.

God sticks by all who love him, but it's all over for those who don't.

My mouth is filled with God 's praise. Let everything living bless him, bless his holy name from now to eternity!

Hallelujah! O my soul, praise God ! All my life long I'll praise God , singing songs to my God as long as I live.

Don't put your life in the hands of experts who know nothing of life, of salvation life. Mere humans don't have what it takes; when they die, their projects die with them. Instead, get help from the God of Jacob, put your hope in God and know real blessing! God made sky and soil, sea and all the fish in it. He always does what he says— he defends the wronged, he feeds the hungry. God frees prisoners— he gives sight to the blind, he lifts up the fallen. God loves good people, protects strangers, takes the side of orphans and widows, but makes short work of the wicked.

God 's in charge—always. Zion's God is God for good! Hallelujah!

Hallelujah! It's a good thing to sing praise to our God; praise is beautiful, praise is fitting.

God 's the one who rebuilds Jerusalem, who regathers Israel's scattered exiles. He heals the heartbroken and bandages their wounds. He counts the stars and assigns each a name. Our Lord is great, with limitless strength; we'll never comprehend what he knows and does. God puts the fallen on their feet again and pushes the wicked into the ditch.