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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 18, 2009 12:07 AM Subject: Daily Bible Reading For Thursday June 18 > Psalm 71-75 (The Message) > > Psalm 71 > > 1-3 I run for dear life to God, I'll never live to regret it. > Do what you do so well: > get me out of this mess and up on my feet. > Put your ear to the ground and listen, > give me space for salvation. > Be a guest room where I can retreat; > you said your door was always open! > You're my salvation-my vast, granite fortress. > > 4-7 My God, free me from the grip of Wicked, > from the clutch of Bad and Bully. > You keep me going when times are tough- > my bedrock, God, since my childhood. > I've hung on you from the day of my birth, > the day you took me from the cradle; > I'll never run out of praise. > Many gasp in alarm when they see me, > but you take me in stride. > > 8-11 Just as each day brims with your beauty, > my mouth brims with praise. > But don't turn me out to pasture when I'm old > or put me on the shelf when I can't pull my weight. > My enemies are talking behind my back, > watching for their chance to knife me. > The gossip is: "God has abandoned him. > Pounce on him now; no one will help him." > > 12-16 God, don't just watch from the sidelines. > Come on! Run to my side! > My accusers-make them lose face. > Those out to get me-make them look > Like idiots, while I stretch out, reaching for you, > and daily add praise to praise. > I'll write the book on your righteousness, > talk up your salvation the livelong day, > never run out of good things to write or say. > I come in the power of the Lord God, > I post signs marking his right-of-way. > > 17-24 You got me when I was an unformed youth, > God, and taught me everything I know. > Now I'm telling the world your wonders; > I'll keep at it until I'm old and gray. > God, don't walk off and leave me > until I get out the news > Of your strong right arm to this world, > news of your power to the world yet to come, > Your famous and righteous > ways, O God. > God, you've done it all! > Who is quite like you? > You, who made me stare trouble in the face, > Turn me around; > Now let me look life in the face. > I've been to the bottom; > Bring me up, streaming with honors; > turn to me, be tender to me, > And I'll take up the lute and thank you > to the tune of your faithfulness, God. > I'll make music for you on a harp, > Holy One of Israel. > When I open up in song to you, > I let out lungsful of praise, > my rescued life a song. > All day long I'm chanting > about you and your righteous ways, > While those who tried to do me in > slink off looking ashamed. > Psalm 72 > A Solomon Psalm > 1-8 Give the gift of wise rule to the king, O God, the gift of just rule > to the crown prince. > May he judge your people rightly, > be honorable to your meek and lowly. > Let the mountains give exuberant witness; > shape the hills with the contours of right living. > Please stand up for the poor, > help the children of the needy, > come down hard on the cruel tyrants. > Outlast the sun, outlive the moon- > age after age after age. > Be rainfall on cut grass, > earth-refreshing rain showers. > Let righteousness burst into blossom > and peace abound until the moon fades to nothing. > Rule from sea to sea, > from the River to the Rim. > > 9-14 Foes will fall on their knees before God, > his enemies lick the dust. > Kings remote and legendary will pay homage, > kings rich and resplendent will turn over their wealth. > All kings will fall down and worship, > and godless nations sign up to serve him, > Because he rescues the poor at the first sign of need, > the destitute who have run out of luck. > He opens a place in his heart for the down-and-out, > he restores the wretched of the earth. > He frees them from tyranny and torture- > when they bleed, he bleeds; > when they die, he dies. > > 15-17 And live! Oh, let him live! > Deck him out in Sheba gold. > Offer prayers unceasing to him, > bless him from morning to night. > Fields of golden grain in the land, > cresting the mountains in wild exuberance, > Cornucopias of praise, praises > springing from the city like grass from the earth. > May he never be forgotten, > his fame shine on like sunshine. > May all godless people enter his circle of blessing > and bless the One who blessed them. > > 18-20 Blessed God, Israel's God, > the one and only wonder-working God! > Blessed always his blazing glory! > All earth brims with his glory. > Yes and Yes and Yes. > Psalm 73 > An Asaph Psalm > 1-5 No doubt about it! God is good- good to good people, good to the > good-hearted. > But I nearly missed it, > missed seeing his goodness. > I was looking the other way, > looking up to the people > At the top, > envying the wicked who have it made, > Who have nothing to worry about, > not a care in the whole wide world. > > 6-10 Pretentious with arrogance, > they wear the latest fashions in violence, > Pampered and overfed, > decked out in silk bows of silliness. > They jeer, using words to kill; > they bully their way with words. > They're full of hot air, > loudmouths disturbing the peace. > People actually listen to them-can you believe it? > Like thirsty puppies, they lap up their words. > > 11-14 What's going on here? Is God out to lunch? > Nobody's tending the store. > The wicked get by with everything; > they have it made, piling up riches. > I've been stupid to play by the rules; > what has it gotten me? > A long run of bad luck, that's what- > a slap in the face every time I walk out the door. > > 15-20 If I'd have given in and talked like this, > I would have betrayed your dear children. > Still, when I tried to figure it out, > all I got was a splitting headache . . . > Until I entered the sanctuary of God. > Then I saw the whole picture: > The slippery road you've put them on, > with a final crash in a ditch of delusions. > In the blink of an eye, disaster! > A blind curve in the dark, and-nightmare! > We wake up and rub our eyes....Nothing. > There's nothing to them. And there never was. > > 21-24 When I was beleaguered and bitter, > totally consumed by envy, > I was totally ignorant, a dumb ox > in your very presence. > I'm still in your presence, > but you've taken my hand. > You wisely and tenderly lead me, > and then you bless me. > > 25-28 You're all I want in heaven! > You're all I want on earth! > When my skin sags and my bones get brittle, > God is rock-firm and faithful. > Look! Those who left you are falling apart! > Deserters, they'll never be heard from again. > But I'm in the very presence of God- > oh, how refreshing it is! > I've made Lord God my home. > God, I'm telling the world what you do! > Psalm 74 > An Asaph Psalm > 1 You walked off and left us, and never looked back. God, how could you do > that? > We're your very own sheep; > how can you stomp off in anger? > > 2-3 Refresh your memory of us-you bought us a long time ago. > Your most precious tribe-you paid a good price for us! > Your very own Mount Zion-you actually lived here once! > Come and visit the site of disaster, > see how they've wrecked the sanctuary. > > 4-8 While your people were at worship, your enemies barged in, > brawling and scrawling graffiti. > They set fire to the porch; > axes swinging, they chopped up the woodwork, > Beat down the doors with sledgehammers, > then split them into kindling. > They burned your holy place to the ground, > violated the place of worship. > They said to themselves, "We'll wipe them all out," > and burned down all the places of worship. > > 9-17 There's not a sign or symbol of God in sight, > nor anyone to speak in his name, > no one who knows what's going on. > How long, God, will barbarians blaspheme, > enemies curse and get by with it? > Why don't you do something? How long are you going > to sit there with your hands folded in your lap? > God is my King from the very start; > he works salvation in the womb of the earth. > With one blow you split the sea in two, > you made mincemeat of the dragon Tannin. > You lopped off the heads of Leviathan, > then served them up in a stew for the animals. > With your finger you opened up springs and creeks, > and dried up the wild floodwaters. > You own the day, you own the night; > you put stars and sun in place. > You laid out the four corners of earth, > shaped the seasons of summer and winter. > > 18-21 Mark and remember, God, all the enemy > taunts, each idiot desecration. > Don't throw your lambs to the wolves; > after all we've been through, don't forget us. > Remember your promises; > the city is in darkness, the countryside violent. > Don't leave the victims to rot in the street; > make them a choir that sings your praises. > > 22-23 On your feet, O God- > stand up for yourself! > Do you hear what they're saying about you, > all the vile obscenities? > Don't tune out their malicious filth, > the brawling invective that never lets up. > Psalm 75 > An Asaph Psalm > 1 We thank you, God, we thank you- your Name is our favorite word; > your mighty works are all we talk about. > > 2-4 You say, "I'm calling this meeting to order, > I'm ready to set things right. > When the earth goes topsy-turvy > And nobody knows which end is up, > I nail it all down, > I put everything in place again. > I say to the smart alecks, 'That's enough,' > to the bullies, 'Not so fast.'" > > 5-6 Don't raise your fist against High God. > Don't raise your voice against Rock of Ages. > He's the One from east to west; > from desert to mountains, he's the One. > > 7-8 God rules: he brings this one down to his knees, > pulls that one up on her feet. > God has a cup in his hand, > a bowl of wine, full to the brim. > He draws from it and pours; > it's drained to the dregs. > Earth's wicked ones drink it all, > drink it down to the last bitter drop! > > 9-10 And I'm telling the story of God Eternal, > singing the praises of Jacob's God. > The fists of the wicked > are bloody stumps, > The arms of the righteous > are lofty green branches. > > > > > > > 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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