Psalm 5: Coming Home
Are you listening, Lord? Can you hear my stifled sobs? I am lost, searching in the dark. Call me towards you. Open my ear to hear your voice. From the moment I wake I cling to you, before my troubles can get a grip on me. I’m moving in with you, almighty God, before evil can take me hostage. There is no room in your house for anything false or cruel. You throw away lies, you reject violence. I want only to come closer to you. I leave at the door everything that pulls me away from you - all my failings and fallings, my deceptions and rebellion. I want only to come closer to you. Lead me into your innermost room. Draw me in the intimacy of awe until I know you more and all that I am is held in you. Then will I sing for joy! And I will know that I am not alone; I am in the company of friends in your house of love and praise, covered with your favour, shielded by your blessing. I am coming home. |
Psalm 5: Sing for joy
Hide inside the Lord God, come into his glory and you will sing for joy dance with delight and rest safe under his covering. |