Study Desk

For I tell my wrong-doings. I am full of sorrow because of my sin.

They pay what is bad for what is good. They are against me because I follow what is good.

And now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in You.

With sharp words You punish a man for sin. You destroy like a moth what is of worth to him. For sure, every man is only a breath.

O Lord, hear my prayer, and listen to my cry. Do not be quiet when You see my tears. For I am a stranger with You, a visitor like all my fathers.

I did not give up waiting for the Lord. And He turned to me and heard my cry.

But let all who look for You have joy and be glad in You. Let those who love Your saving power always say, "The Lord be honored!"

Happy is the man who cares for the poor. The Lord will save him in times of trouble.

As for me, I said, "O Lord, have loving-kindness for me. Heal my soul, for I have sinned against You."

Have loving-kindness for me, O Lord. Raise me up, so that I may pay them back.

As for me, You hold me up in my honesty. And You set me beside You forever.

My soul is thirsty for God, for the living God. When will I come and meet with God?

These things I remember, and I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go with many people and lead them to the house of God, with the voice of thankful joy, among the many happy people.

Why are you sad, O my soul? Why have you become troubled within me? Hope in God, for I will praise Him again for His help of being near me.

Why are you sad, O my soul? Why have you become troubled within me? Hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my help and my God.

For You are the God of my strength. Why have You turned away from me? Why do I have sorrow because those who hate me come against me with power?

Why are you sad, O my soul? Why have you become troubled within me? Hope in God, for I will praise Him again, my help and my God.

It was not by their sword that they took the land. Their own arm did not save them. But it was Your right hand, and Your arm, and the light of Your face, for You favored them.

For I will not trust my bow, and my sword will not save me.

You sell Your people for nothing, and become no richer from their price.