Psalm 143

Psalm 143

The Highly Unauthorized Cyndi Version

O LORD, in your patience hear me out.

Please help me understand

while I think out loud

in your presence.

Please don't take my thoughts

too seriously,

but help me

as I process some things.

I just don't understand some people, Lord.

I don't.

They mystify me.

I don't understand those

who hold onto and are utterly sure

of their own righteousness;

as their actions and attitudes

stand in direct opposition to your Word,

to the precepts you have taught.

I don't get those

who go their own way; when they have tasted your goodness

and then stray from the road you lead us on.

I wonder why they don't enjoy your blessing.

I can't fathom

how people who call themselves by your name

can be so willful

and stubborn

and critical

and ugly toward others.

It dismays me.

I am getting weary

I long for those days when my faith was fresh

my heart unjaded.

I will turn to you;

my soul longs for your living water

Hear my cry, Lord,

and renew my spirit.

Come, Holy Spirit.

Rain on me.

Flow through me,

renew my dry and barren places

Wash away all weariness;

my dullness

my cynicism.

Draw me near to you;

and let tomorrow dawn

with fresh hope

and renew my spirit.

Walk with me.
Rescue me from my enemy,

 who wants to render me useless,

and from myself,

for I am near a precipice and need you .

Teach me to trust in your will,

for you are my God;

lead me on level ground,

for you are Almighty God.

Silence all doubt,

that I may walk fearlessly;

I am yours; your servant forever