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Addisoin Gethers [email protected] [email protected] Messenger contact window live messenger: oag1rot...@hotmail aim: durangoadd64 skype id: cowboys62 yahoo id: OADDISONGETHERS ----- Original Message ----- From: "Donnie Parrett" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Thursday, June 11, 2009 10:49 PM Subject: Daily Bible Reading For Friday June 12 > Psalm 41-45 (The Message) > > Psalm 41 > A David Psalm > 1-3Dignify those who are down on their luck; you'll feel good-that's what > God does. > God looks after us all, > makes us robust with life- > Lucky to be in the land, > we're free from enemy worries. > Whenever we're sick and in bed, > God becomes our nurse, > nurses us back to health. > > 4-7 I said, "God, be gracious! > Put me together again- > my sins have torn me to pieces." > My enemies are wishing the worst for me; > they make bets on what day I will die. > If someone comes to see me, > he mouths empty platitudes, > All the while gathering gossip about me > to entertain the street-corner crowd. > These "friends" who hate me > whisper slanders all over town. > They form committees > to plan misery for me. > > 8-9 The rumor goes out, "He's got some dirty, > deadly disease. The doctors > have given up on him." > Even my best friend, the one I always told everything > -he ate meals at my house all the time!- > has bitten my hand. > > 10 God, give grace, get me up on my feet. > I'll show them a thing or two. > > 11-12 Meanwhile, I'm sure you're on my side- > no victory shouts yet from the enemy camp! > You know me inside and out, you hold me together, > you never fail to stand me tall in your presence > so I can look you in the eye. > > 13 Blessed is God, Israel's God, > always, always, always. > Yes. Yes. Yes. > Psalm 42 > A psalm of the sons of Korah > 1-3 A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek; > I want to drink God, > deep draughts of God. > I'm thirsty for God-alive. > I wonder, "Will I ever make it- > arrive and drink in God's presence?" > I'm on a diet of tears- > tears for breakfast, tears for supper. > All day long > people knock at my door, > Pestering, > "Where is this God of yours?" > > 4 These are the things I go over and over, > emptying out the pockets of my life. > I was always at the head of the worshiping crowd, > right out in front, > Leading them all, > eager to arrive and worship, > Shouting praises, singing thanksgiving- > celebrating, all of us, God's feast! > > 5 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? > Why are you crying the blues? > Fix my eyes on God- > soon I'll be praising again. > He puts a smile on my face. > He's my God. > > 6-8 When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse > everything I know of you, > From Jordan depths to Hermon heights, > including Mount Mizar. > Chaos calls to chaos, > to the tune of whitewater rapids. > Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers > crash and crush me. > Then God promises to love me all day, > sing songs all through the night! > My life is God's prayer. > > 9-10 Sometimes I ask God, my rock-solid God, > "Why did you let me down? > Why am I walking around in tears, > harassed by enemies?" > They're out for the kill, these > tormentors with their obscenities, > Taunting day after day, > "Where is this God of yours?" > > 11 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? > Why are you crying the blues? > Fix my eyes on God- > soon I'll be praising again. > He puts a smile on my face. > He's my God. > Psalm 43 > 1-2 Clear my name, God; stick up for me against these loveless, immoral > people. > Get me out of here, away > from these lying degenerates. > I counted on you, God. > Why did you walk out on me? > Why am I pacing the floor, wringing my hands > over these outrageous people? > > 3-4 Give me your lantern and compass, > give me a map, > So I can find my way to the sacred mountain, > to the place of your presence, > To enter the place of worship, > meet my exuberant God, > Sing my thanks with a harp, > magnificent God, my God. > > 5 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? > Why are you crying the blues? > Fix my eyes on God- > soon I'll be praising again. > He puts a smile on my face. > He's my God. > Psalm 44 > A Psalm of the Sons of Korah > 1-3 We've been hearing about this, God, all our lives. > Our fathers told us the stories > their fathers told them, > How single-handedly you weeded out the godless > from the fields and planted us, > How you sent those people packing > but gave us a fresh start. > We didn't fight for this land; > we didn't work for it-it was a gift! > You gave it, smiling as you gave it, > delighting as you gave it. > > 4-8 You're my King, O God- > command victories for Jacob! > With your help we'll wipe out our enemies, > in your name we'll stomp them to dust. > I don't trust in weapons; > my sword won't save me- > But it's you, you who saved us from the enemy; > you made those who hate us lose face. > All day we parade God's praise- > we thank you by name over and over. > > 9-12 But now you've walked off and left us, > you've disgraced us and won't fight for us. > You made us turn tail and run; > those who hate us have cleaned us out. > You delivered us as sheep to the butcher, > you scattered us to the four winds. > You sold your people at a discount- > you made nothing on the sale. > > 13-16 You made people on the street, > urchins, poke fun and call us names. > You made us a joke among the godless, > a cheap joke among the rabble. > Every day I'm up against it, > my nose rubbed in my shame- > Gossip and ridicule fill the air, > people out to get me crowd the street. > > 17-19 All this came down on us, > and we've done nothing to deserve it. > We never betrayed your Covenant: our hearts > were never false, our feet never left your path. > Do we deserve torture in a den of jackals? > or lockup in a black hole? > > 20-22 If we had forgotten to pray to our God > or made fools of ourselves with store-bought gods, > Wouldn't God have figured this out? > We can't hide things from him. > No, you decided to make us martyrs, > lambs assigned for sacrifice each day. > > 23-26 Get up, God! Are you going to sleep all day? > Wake up! Don't you care what happens to us? > Why do you bury your face in the pillow? > Why pretend things are just fine with us? > And here we are-flat on our faces in the dirt, > held down with a boot on our necks. > Get up and come to our rescue. > If you love us so much, Help us! > Psalm 45 > A Wedding Song of the Sons of Korah > 1 My heart bursts its banks, spilling beauty and goodness. > I pour it out in a poem to the king, > shaping the river into words: > > > 2-4 "You're the handsomest of men; > every word from your lips is sheer grace, > and God has blessed you, blessed you so much. > Strap your sword to your side, warrior! > Accept praise! Accept due honor! > Ride majestically! Ride triumphantly! > Ride on the side of truth! > Ride for the righteous meek! > > 4-5 "Your instructions are glow-in-the-dark; > you shoot sharp arrows > Into enemy hearts; the king's > foes lie down in the dust, beaten. > > 6-7 "Your throne is God's throne, > ever and always; > The scepter of your royal rule > measures right living. > You love the right > and hate the wrong. > And that is why God, your very own God, > poured fragrant oil on your head, > Marking you out as king > from among your dear companions. > > 8-9 "Your ozone-drenched garments > are fragrant with mountain breeze. > Chamber music-from the throne room- > makes you want to dance. > Kings' daughters are maids in your court, > the Bride glittering with golden jewelry. > > 10-12 "Now listen, daughter, don't miss a word: > forget your country, put your home behind you. > Be here-the king is wild for you. > Since he's your lord, adore him. > Wedding gifts pour in from Tyre; > rich guests shower you with presents." > > 13-15 (Her wedding dress is dazzling, > lined with gold by the weavers; > All her dresses and robes > are woven with gold. > She is led to the king, > followed by her virgin companions. > A procession of joy and laughter! > a grand entrance to the king's palace!) > > 16-17 "Set your mind now on sons- > don't dote on father and grandfather. > You'll set your sons up as princes > all over the earth. > I'll make you famous for generations; > you'll be the talk of the town > for a long, long time." > > > > > > > Please join us on Skype Monday thru Friday at 8:00 EST for our Morning > Skype Prayer Time. > > > Contact Me At: > Donnie Parrett > 1956 Asa Flat Road > Annville, Kentucky 40402 > Home Phone: 606-364-3321 > Church Phone: 606-364-PRAY > Skype Name: Donnie1261 > Email: [email protected] > --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Deaf-Blind Inspirational Life Group" group. 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