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----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Donnie Parrett" <[email protected]>
To: <[email protected]>
Sent: Thursday, June 18, 2009 10:12 PM
Subject: Daily Bible Reading For Friday June 19


> Psalm 76-80 (The Message)
>
> Psalm 76
> An Asaph Psalm
> 1-3 God is well-known in Judah; in Israel, he's a household name.
>   He keeps a house in Salem,
>      his own suite of rooms in Zion.
>   That's where, using arrows for kindling,
>      he made a bonfire of weapons of war.
>
> 4-6 Oh, how bright you shine!
>      Outshining their huge piles of loot!
>   The warriors were plundered
>      and left there impotent.
>   And now there's nothing to them,
>      nothing to show for their swagger and threats.
>   Your sudden roar, God of Jacob,
>      knocked the wind out of horse and rider.
>
> 7-10 Fierce you are, and fearsome!
>      Who can stand up to your rising anger?
>   From heaven you thunder judgment;
>      earth falls to her knees and holds her breath.
>   God stands tall and makes things right,
>      he saves all the wretched on earth.
>   Instead of smoldering rage-God-praise!
>      All that sputtering rage-now a garland for God!
>
> 11-12 Do for God what you said you'd do-
>      he is, after all, your God.
>   Let everyone in town bring offerings
>      to the One Who Watches our every move.
>   Nobody gets by with anything,
>      no one plays fast and loose with him.
> Psalm 77
> An Asaph Psalm
> 1 I yell out to my God, I yell with all my might, I yell at the top of my 
> lungs. He listens.
>
> 2-6 I found myself in trouble and went looking for my Lord;
>      my life was an open wound that wouldn't heal.
>   When friends said, "Everything will turn out all right,"
>      I didn't believe a word they said.
>   I remember God-and shake my head.
>      I bow my head-then wring my hands.
>   I'm awake all night-not a wink of sleep;
>      I can't even say what's bothering me.
>   I go over the days one by one,
>      I ponder the years gone by.
>   I strum my lute all through the night,
>      wondering how to get my life together.
>
> 7-10 Will the Lord walk off and leave us for good?
>      Will he never smile again?
>   Is his love worn threadbare?
>      Has his salvation promise burned out?
>   Has God forgotten his manners?
>      Has he angrily stalked off and left us?
>   "Just my luck," I said. "The High God goes out of business
>      just the moment I need him."
>
> 11-12 Once again I'll go over what God has done,
>      lay out on the table the ancient wonders;
>   I'll ponder all the things you've accomplished,
>      and give a long, loving look at your acts.
>
> 13-15 O God! Your way is holy!
>      No god is great like God!
>   You're the God who makes things happen;
>      you showed everyone what you can do-
>   You pulled your people out of the worst kind of trouble,
>      rescued the children of Jacob and Joseph.
>
> 16-19 Ocean saw you in action, God,
>      saw you and trembled with fear;
>      Deep Ocean was scared to death.
>   Clouds belched buckets of rain,
>      Sky exploded with thunder,
>      your arrows flashing this way and that.
>   From Whirlwind came your thundering voice,
>      Lightning exposed the world,
>      Earth reeled and rocked.
>   You strode right through Ocean,
>      walked straight through roaring Ocean,
>      but nobody saw you come or go.
>
> 20 Hidden in the hands of Moses and Aaron,
>   You led your people like a flock of sheep.
> Psalm 78
> An Asaph Psalm
> 1-4 Listen, dear friends, to God's truth, bend your ears to what I tell 
> you.
>   I'm chewing on the morsel of a proverb;
>      I'll let you in on the sweet old truths,
>   Stories we heard from our fathers,
>      counsel we learned at our mother's knee.
>   We're not keeping this to ourselves,
>      we're passing it along to the next generation-
>   God's fame and fortune,
>      the marvelous things he has done.
>
> 5-8 He planted a witness in Jacob,
>      set his Word firmly in Israel,
>   Then commanded our parents
>      to teach it to their children
>   So the next generation would know,
>      and all the generations to come-
>   Know the truth and tell the stories
>      so their children can trust in God,
>   Never forget the works of God
>      but keep his commands to the letter.
>   Heaven forbid they should be like their parents,
>      bullheaded and bad,
>   A fickle and faithless bunch
>      who never stayed true to God.
>
> 9-16 The Ephraimites, armed to the teeth,
>      ran off when the battle began.
>   They were cowards to God's Covenant,
>      refused to walk by his Word.
>   They forgot what he had done-
>      marvels he'd done right before their eyes.
>   He performed miracles in plain sight of their parents
>      in Egypt, out on the fields of Zoan.
>   He split the Sea and they walked right through it;
>      he piled the waters to the right and the left.
>   He led them by day with a cloud,
>      led them all the night long with a fiery torch.
>   He split rocks in the wilderness,
>      gave them all they could drink from underground springs;
>   He made creeks flow out from sheer rock,
>      and water pour out like a river.
>
> 17-20 All they did was sin even more,
>      rebel in the desert against the High God.
>   They tried to get their own way with God,
>      clamored for favors, for special attention.
>   They whined like spoiled children,
>      "Why can't God give us a decent meal in this desert?
>   Sure, he struck the rock and the water flowed,
>      creeks cascaded from the rock.
>   But how about some fresh-baked bread?
>      How about a nice cut of meat?"
>
> 21-31 When God heard that, he was furious-
>      his anger flared against Jacob,
>      he lost his temper with Israel.
>   It was clear they didn't believe God,
>      had no intention of trusting in his help.
>   But God helped them anyway, commanded the clouds
>      and gave orders that opened the gates of heaven.
>   He rained down showers of manna to eat,
>      he gave them the Bread of Heaven.
>   They ate the bread of the mighty angels;
>      he sent them all the food they could eat.
>   He let East Wind break loose from the skies,
>      gave a strong push to South Wind.
>   This time it was birds that rained down-
>      succulent birds, an abundance of birds.
>   He aimed them right for the center of their camp;
>      all round their tents there were birds.
>   They ate and had their fill;
>      he handed them everything they craved on a platter.
>   But their greed knew no bounds;
>      they stuffed their mouths with more and more.
>   Finally, God was fed up, his anger erupted-
>      he cut down their brightest and best,
>      he laid low Israel's finest young men.
>
> 32-37 And-can you believe it?-they kept right on sinning;
>      all those wonders and they still wouldn't believe!
>   So their lives dribbled off to nothing-
>      nothing to show for their lives but a ghost town.
>   When he cut them down, they came running for help;
>      they turned and pled for mercy.
>   They gave witness that God was their rock,
>      that High God was their redeemer,
>   But they didn't mean a word of it;
>      they lied through their teeth the whole time.
>   They could not have cared less about him,
>      wanted nothing to do with his Covenant.
>
> 38-55 And God? Compassionate!
>      Forgave the sin! Didn't destroy!
>   Over and over he reined in his anger,
>      restrained his considerable wrath.
>   He knew what they were made of;
>      he knew there wasn't much to them,
>   How often in the desert they had spurned him,
>      tried his patience in those wilderness years.
>   Time and again they pushed him to the limit,
>      provoked Israel's Holy God.
>   How quickly they forgot what he'd done,
>      forgot their day of rescue from the enemy,
>   When he did miracles in Egypt,
>      wonders on the plain of Zoan.
>   He turned the River and its streams to blood-
>      not a drop of water fit to drink.
>   He sent flies, which ate them alive,
>      and frogs, which bedeviled them.
>   He turned their harvest over to caterpillars,
>      everything they had worked for to the locusts.
>   He flattened their grapevines with hail;
>      a killing frost ruined their orchards.
>   He pounded their cattle with hail,
>      let thunderbolts loose on their herds.
>   His anger flared,
>      a wild firestorm of havoc,
>   An advance guard of disease-carrying angels
>      to clear the ground, preparing the way before him.
>   He didn't spare those people,
>      he let the plague rage through their lives.
>   He killed all the Egyptian firstborns,
>      lusty infants, offspring of Ham's virility.
>   Then he led his people out like sheep,
>      took his flock safely through the wilderness.
>   He took good care of them; they had nothing to fear.
>      The Sea took care of their enemies for good.
>   He brought them into his holy land,
>      this mountain he claimed for his own.
>   He scattered everyone who got in their way;
>      he staked out an inheritance for them-
>      the tribes of Israel all had their own places.
>
> 56-64 But they kept on giving him a hard time,
>      rebelled against God, the High God,
>      refused to do anything he told them.
>   They were worse, if that's possible, than their parents:
>      traitors-crooked as a corkscrew.
>   Their pagan orgies provoked God's anger,
>      their obscene idolatries broke his heart.
>   When God heard their carryings-on, he was furious;
>      he posted a huge No over Israel.
>   He walked off and left Shiloh empty,
>      abandoned the shrine where he had met with Israel.
>   He let his pride and joy go to the dogs,
>      turned his back on the pride of his life.
>   He turned them loose on fields of battle;
>      angry, he let them fend for themselves.
>   Their young men went to war and never came back;
>      their young women waited in vain.
>   Their priests were massacred,
>      and their widows never shed a tear.
>
> 65-72 Suddenly the Lord was up on his feet
>      like someone roused from deep sleep,
>      shouting like a drunken warrior.
>   He hit his enemies hard, sent them running,
>      yelping, not daring to look back.
>   He disqualified Joseph as leader,
>      told Ephraim he didn't have what it takes,
>   And chose the Tribe of Judah instead,
>      Mount Zion, which he loves so much.
>   He built his sanctuary there, resplendent,
>      solid and lasting as the earth itself.
>   Then he chose David, his servant,
>      handpicked him from his work in the sheep pens.
>   One day he was caring for the ewes and their lambs,
>      the next day God had him shepherding Jacob,
>      his people Israel, his prize possession.
>   His good heart made him a good shepherd;
>      he guided the people wisely and well.
> Psalm 79
> An Asaph Psalm
> 1-4 God! Barbarians have broken into your home, violated your holy temple,
>      left Jerusalem a pile of rubble!
>   They've served up the corpses of your servants
>      as carrion food for birds of prey,
>   Threw the bones of your holy people
>      out to the wild animals to gnaw on.
>   They dumped out their blood
>      like buckets of water.
>   All around Jerusalem, their bodies
>      were left to rot, unburied.
>   We're nothing but a joke to our neighbors,
>      graffiti scrawled on the city walls.
>
> 5-7 How long do we have to put up with this, God?
>      Do you have it in for us for good?
>      Will your smoldering rage never cool down?
>   If you're going to be angry, be angry
>      with the pagans who care nothing about you,
>      or your rival kingdoms who ignore you.
>   They're the ones who ruined Jacob,
>      who wrecked and looted the place where he lived.
>
> 8-10 Don't blame us for the sins of our parents.
>      Hurry up and help us; we're at the end of our rope.
>   You're famous for helping; God, give us a break.
>      Your reputation is on the line.
>   Pull us out of this mess, forgive us our sins-
>      do what you're famous for doing!
>   Don't let the heathen get by with their sneers:
>      "Where's your God? Is he out to lunch?"
>   Go public and show the godless world
>      that they can't kill your servants and get by with it.
>
> 11-13 Give groaning prisoners a hearing;
>      pardon those on death row from their doom-you can do it!
>   Give our jeering neighbors what they've got coming to them;
>      let their God-taunts boomerang and knock them flat.
>   Then we, your people, the ones you love and care for,
>      will thank you over and over and over.
>   We'll tell everyone we meet
>      how wonderful you are, how praiseworthy you are!
> Psalm 80
> An Asaph Psalm
> 1-2 Listen, Shepherd, Israel's Shepherd- get all your Joseph sheep 
> together.
>   Throw beams of light
>      from your dazzling throne
>   So Ephraim, Benjamin, and Manasseh
>      can see where they're going.
>   Get out of bed-you've slept long enough!
>      Come on the run before it's too late.
>
> 3 God, come back!
>      Smile your blessing smile:
>      That will be our salvation.
>
> 4-6 God, God-of-the-Angel-Armies,
>      how long will you smolder like a sleeping volcano
>      while your people call for fire and brimstone?
>   You put us on a diet of tears,
>      bucket after bucket of salty tears to drink.
>   You make us look ridiculous to our friends;
>      our enemies poke fun day after day.
>
> 7 God-of-the-Angel-Armies, come back!
>      Smile your blessing smile:
>          That will be our salvation.
>
> 8-18 Remember how you brought a young vine from Egypt,
>      cleared out the brambles and briers
>      and planted your very own vineyard?
>   You prepared the good earth,
>      you planted her roots deep;
>      the vineyard filled the land.
>   Your vine soared high and shaded the mountains,
>      even dwarfing the giant cedars.
>   Your vine ranged west to the Sea,
>      east to the River.
>   So why do you no longer protect your vine?
>      Trespassers pick its grapes at will;
>   Wild pigs crash through and crush it,
>      and the mice nibble away at what's left.
>   God-of-the-Angel-Armies, turn our way!
>      Take a good look at what's happened
>      and attend to this vine.
>   Care for what you once tenderly planted-
>      the vine you raised from a shoot.
>   And those who dared to set it on fire-
>      give them a look that will kill!
>   Then take the hand of your once-favorite child,
>      the child you raised to adulthood.
>   We will never turn our back on you;
>      breathe life into our lungs so we can shout your name!
>
> 19 God, God-of-the-Angel-Armies, come back!
>      Smile your blessing smile:
>      That will be our salvation.
>
>
>
>
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