A personal paraphrase of Psalm 90
Father
You have always been our home
Before the mountains were thrust up
Or the earth itself was shaped
You were our God
Yet at your word we turn to dust
For time has no substance to you
Substance has no substance to you
And so you sweep us away
Like blades of grass
That push themselves up at daybreak
And are hacked down by dusk
O, Lord
You frighten us
Your anger is more than we can bear
We know we sin
We know you know we sin
How could you not?
Just look at all we’ve done
Does it sicken you?
How could it not?
Does it make you want to start again?
To clear us away
Like so many forgotten cobwebs?
Is this all we are?
Things that exist
And then cease to exist?
No!
Teach us to see as you see, Lord
Fill our hearts
With you
We are lost in the present
Like blades of grass
And this is all we have
Unless you stay with us
Stay
And lead us beyond the dusk
Into a different morning
Erase our pain
And displace it with your joy
For too long we have forgotten
–but no more–
That you are our Father
And we
We are your children
Where’s the LOVE button on this thing? What a wonderful paraphrase!
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Thank you, Terri.
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Like the prodigal son. Let us return from whence we came.
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Amen.
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Thank you Mitch!
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Beautiful. Touching. A renewal of the old.
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Thank you, Katheryn.
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Lovely 😊
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For me, five words in the middle of your paraphrase give answer to the pride, selfishness, and sin that would destroy us: “Fill our hearts with You.” When I allow everything God is (his love, compassion, peace, power, etc.) to fill my thoughts, emotions, and spirit, I DO experience life differently. He DOES erase the pain. The contrasts you present here, Mitch, beautifully highlight the delight of being God’s child. Thank you for the uplift.
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can you tag psalm 65
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