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When Words Run Dry

In the hours when my words run dry while my desperation deepens, it is often the prayers written by those desperate in days gone by, I turn to to give breath to my own. David lived many a desperate day, prayed many a desperate prayer and offered many a desperate song. David’s song has become my song. And I will sing. Every desperate hour, I will sing.

Psalm 103

Of David.

Praise the Lord, O my soul;

all my inmost being, praise his holy name.

Praise the Lord, O my soul,

and forget not all his benefits—

who forgives all your sins

and heals all your diseases,

who redeems your life from the pit

and crowns you with love and compassion,

who satisfies your desires with good things

so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.

The Lord works righteousness

and justice for all the oppressed.

He made known his ways to Moses,

his deeds to the people of Israel:

The Lord is compassionate and gracious,

slow to anger, abounding in love.

He will not always accuse,

nor will he harbor his anger forever;

he does not treat us as our sins deserve

or repay us according to our iniquities.

For as high as the heavens are above the earth,

so great is his love for those who fear him;

as far as the east is from the west,

so far has he removed our transgressions from us.

As a father has compassion on his children,

so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him;

for he knows how we are formed,

he remembers that we are dust.

As for man, his days are like grass,

he flourishes like a flower of the field;

the wind blows over it and it is gone,

and its place remembers it no more.

But from everlasting to everlasting

the Lord’s love is with those who fear him,

and his righteousness with their children’s children—

with those who keep his covenant

and remember to obey his precepts.

The Lord has established his throne in heaven,

and his kingdom rules over all.

Praise the Lord, you his angels,

you mighty ones who do his bidding,

who obey his word.

Praise the Lord, all his heavenly hosts,

you his servants who do his will.

Praise the Lord, all his works

everywhere in his dominion.

Praise the Lord, O my soul.

  • Jen Scoggins - Beautiful. Thank you, again, and always for being willing to share your heart. And for being willing to risk loving with your whole heart, the way you are. The last few times I’ve read your updates, I’ve thought of Ps 56:8 and the fact that every tear matters to Him. None are wasted and none are forgotten. Your quiet perseverance during this adoption season has spoken deeply to me….more than I have words to say right now. We love you guys. And cannot wait to hear the beautiful news that the time has come!ReplyCancel

    • sarahrichmond - Thank you friend- love you guys and am so excited for your family and all these days are presenting.ReplyCancel

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