KEN D. MILLER

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You Are My God! (Based On Psalm 140)

Psalms 140-142 – Day 2

Save me, O Lord, from the evil person. Faithfully keep me from the man who does wrong, Whose heart is constantly plotting to do evil, And lives to stir up trouble. Their tongue pierces like the fangs of a snake, Their smooth talk conceals poison. Watch over me and protect me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked, Acts as a watchman, guarding me from the violent man, Who is out to knock me down every step I take. These arrogant individuals secretly lay traps for me, They lay a net along the path, using bait to lure me in. I said to the Lord, "You are my God!" Listen to my pleas for help! You are Jehovah Adonai, the one whose strength provides my salvation. You watched over me in battle, covering me with Your hand. Don't let the wicked have their way, O Lord, Don't let their wicked plans succeed, because they are proud. As for the ringleader of the group who surrounds me, Let the plans they have to harm me come back on them. Let them get burned by their own wicked schemes, Burn them with fire and let them fall into a deep pit from which they can't escape. Don't let these men who slander others survive on this earth, Let evil pursue them and overthrow them. I know from experience that You will protect those whom they persecute, You will show justice to those who deserve it. Surely the righteous will have plenty of reason to praise Your name, Those who live to please You will enjoy being in Your presence.

I Look To You For Help! (Based on Psalm 141)

Lord, I call out to You, respond to me quickly! Listen to the sound of my voice as I call out to You! Let my prayer to You be a sweet fragrance to You, like incense, And my uplifted hands like an acceptable sacrifice. Guard my speech, O Lord, watch over what I say, Don't allow my heart to pursue evil, Don't let me follow the example of those who do wrong, Or consume the "tasty treats" they offer. Let the godly beat me into shape like a blacksmith does metal, out of love for me. Let me find their correction soothing and healing, But I will continue to pray against the wicked and all that they do. Even their judges will be judged and thrown off the cliff to their deaths, Then they will listen to all I have said and know I was right. Our bones got scattered before we had a chance for burial, We lie out in the open like rocks stirred up by the plow. So I look to You, O Lord, it is in You I place my trust. Don't disappoint me! Guard me from falling into the trap they have set for me, And don't let me take the bait they offer. Instead, let them fall into their own traps and let me escape.

You Know What I Should Do. (Based on Psalm 142)

I cry out to You, O Lord, I call out to You for mercy. I spill my guts to You, I let You know all of my troubles. But right when I felt like all was lost, You knew exactly where I was, You were completely aware of all the traps they had set for me, From my perspective, I looked around and their was no one to help me, No one understand what I was going through, and nobody offered to help. There was no one who even really cared. So I cried out to You, O Lord, I said, "You are my refuge, the only thing I really need in this life!" Hear my cry, because I am at a really low point, Deliver me from those who persecute me, because they are stronger than I am. Release me from this prison, so that I can have reason to praise Your name, Bring me into the company of other godly people, so they can support me.