My Psalm

King David wrote many psalms, so maybe I should too.

This week on Manitoulin Island is kind of a National Holiday on a local basis.  While participating in this holiday event, you have 2 hours every morning and another 2 hrs. every evening to sit quietly in the forest all alone; just you and your private thoughts.

In the past, I have used that time to write letters to family members, writing one thought, then meditating and fully thinking about that before writing the next thought.

A month ago, I had written letters to all my immediate family members, so I needed something else to occupy me. That is how I came to write a psalm.

It isn't perfect.  It needs some more work.  However I am courageous enough to share my unfinished work with you in the hope that it brings some value to you.  Maybe you will decide to write your own psalm, or perhaps you'll suggest how to improve what I wrote.

My Psalm

O God, my God, glory be,

All my evil that You see,

Comes from my will wildly flexed,

Stains this short life and my next.

Sin on sin, Your patience tried,

My sin grows iniquity,

My life wasted, gray goes black

Help me God, please bring me back.

Seven churches, most are lost,

Their foul doctrine must be tossed,

No one local that I know

Help Your Word in me to sow.

Wilderness voice that I hear

Calls to me so I come near

He is also a lost sheep

We're a new flock God can reap.

Book and verse we struggle long

To consume Your Word so strong

We are confused, me the most

Thanks for sending Holy Ghost.

Your pure Word lifts Satan's fog,

Sobering us from sinful grog,

Prayer and worship we enjoy,

With our hymns we sing in joy.

Please forgive our deadly sins,

Stop our losses, let us win,

Your salvation that we seek.

Brash is gone, so now we're meek.

Holy Father, time is short,

Second Coming soon report,

Your Commandments we now know,

Iniquity we do not sow.

Signs in stars, so we look up,

Patience! Wait to fill His cup,

Watch each day for blessed hope

Satan's dark world, can we cope?

Till You come, we have our flock,

Persecution, us they mock,

Loving this world do not keep,

Climb the narrow way, it's steep.

2019-11-18