Psalm 8

8:1 O Lord, our Lord, whose glory is higher than the heavens, how noble is your name in all the earth!

8:2 You have made clear your strength even out of the mouths of babies at the breast, because of those who are against you; so that you may put to shame the cruel and violent man.

8:3 When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have put in their places;

8:4 What is man, that you keep him in mind? the son of man, that you take him into account?

8:5 For you have made him only a little lower than the gods, crowning him with glory and honour.

8:6 You have made him ruler over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet;

8:7 All sheep and oxen, and all the beasts of the field;

8:8 The birds of the air and the fish of the sea, and whatever goes through the deep waters of the seas.

8:9 O Lord, our Lord, how noble is your name in all the earth!





How great our God is! David sang of God's glory so well, and yet words can't capture His illuminous beauty and awesome power! God loves me! Why? Because that is what God does! But I am so unlovable much of the time, and God, who reads my heart, knows its stinky places. He loves me anyway. Because I am not so bad after all? No! Because God is so powerful, He can do anything. And that includes loving me, even though He knows all of me.

By the way, I lost the poetry contest. Not even an honorable mention. That is okay. The exercise was good for my soul.

Psalm 7

7:1 Shiggaion of David; a song which he made to the Lord, about the words of Cush the Benjamite. O Lord my God, I put my faith in you; take me out of the hands of him who is cruel to me, and make me free;

7:2 So that he may not come rushing on my soul like a lion, wounding it, while there is no one to be my saviour.

7:3 O Lord my God, if I have done this; if my hands have done any wrong;

7:4 If I have given back evil to him who did evil to me, or have taken anything from him who was against me without cause;

7:5 Let my hater go after my soul and take it; let my life be crushed to the earth, and my honour into the dust. (Selah.)

7:6 Come up, Lord, in your wrath; be lifted up against my haters; be awake, my God, give orders for the judging.

7:7 The meeting of the nations will be round you; take your seat, then, over them, on high.

7:8 The Lord will be judge of the peoples; give a decision for me, O Lord, because of my righteousness, and let my virtue have its reward.

7:9 O let the evil of the evil-doer come to an end, but give strength to the upright: for men's minds and hearts are tested by the God of righteousness.

7:10 God, who is the saviour of the upright in heart, is my breastplate.

7:11 God is the judge of the upright, and is angry with the evil-doers every day.

7:12 If a man is not turned from his evil, he will make his sword sharp; his bow is bent and ready.

7:13 He has made ready for him the instruments of death; he makes his arrows flames of fire.

7:14 That man is a worker of evil; the seed of wrongdoing has given birth to deceit.

7:15 He has made a hole deep in the earth, and is falling into the hole which he has made

7:16 His wrongdoing will come back to him, and his violent behaviour will come down on his head.

7:17 I will give praise to the Lord for his righteousness; I will make a song to the name of the Lord Most High.




God is good. I thank God for Jesus, because for His sake I will be judged as righteous instead of an evil doer. I try to do good, but then I often ruin it, becausse I discover selfish reasons in my own heart, instead of a deep and pure love for God. Jesus loves me anyway, even though He can read my heart. I wonder how many others would love me if they could read my heart. Would they still love me when they see manipulation as my true motive? Do they see it, shrug, and say to themself no one is perfect, and move on/ These are questions I never have to ask about Jesus. Thank you, Lord!

Psalm 6

6:1 To the chief music-maker on corded instruments, on the Sheminith. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, do not be bitter with me in your wrath; do not send punishment on me in the heat of your passion.

6:2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am wasted away: make me well, for even my bones are troubled.

6:3 My soul is in bitter trouble; and you, O Lord, how long?

6:4 Come back, O Lord, make my soul free; O give me salvation because of your mercy.

6:5 For in death there is no memory of you; in the underworld who will give you praise?

6:6 The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.

6:7 My eyes are wasting away with trouble; they are becoming old because of all those who are against me.

6:8 Go from me, all you workers of evil; for the Lord has given ear to the voice of my weeping.

6:9 The Lord has given ear to my request; the Lord has let my prayer come before him.

6:10 Let all those who are against me be shamed and deeply troubled; let them be turned back and suddenly put to shame.


"The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes." This pretty much describes how I felt when I found out I couldn't have children, and when the operation didn't work. Thank God I had no one against me for it. My husband, mom, and others were very understanding. But it hurt. Why would God bless others and not me? This is something I still struggle with. We've looked into adoption, but being the sole care taker of my mom without any brothers or sisters, I have my doubts about whether the authorities would find me fit to be a mother at this time. I pray for the faith to accept, keep going, and find out where God is trying to lead me.

Psalm 5

5:1 Give ear to my words, O Lord; give thought to my heart-searchings.

5:2 Let the voice of my cry come to you, my King and my God; for to you will I make my prayer.

5:3 My voice will come to you in the morning, O Lord; in the morning will I send my prayer to you, and keep watch.

5:4 For you are not a God who takes pleasure in wrongdoing; there is no evil with you.

5:5 The sons of pride have no place before you; you are a hater of all workers of evil.

5:6 You will send destruction on those whose words are false; the cruel man and the man of deceit are hated by the Lord.

5:7 But as for me, I will come into your house, in the full measure of your mercy; and in your fear I will give worship, turning my eyes to your holy Temple.

5:8 Be my guide, O Lord, in the ways of your righteousness, because of those who are against me; make your way straight before my face.

5:9 For no faith may be put in their words; their inner part is nothing but evil; their throat is like an open place for the dead; smooth are the words of their tongues.

5:10 Send them to destruction, O Lord; let their evil designs be the cause of their fall; let them be forced out by all their sins; because they have gone against your authority.

5:11 But let all those who put their faith in you be glad with cries of joy at all times, and let all the lovers of your name be glad in you.

5:12 For you, Lord, will send a blessing on the upright man; your grace will be round him, and you will be his strength.



Lord, I don't know sometimes if I could describe myself as upright, but I ask for your blessing, and grace around me. I ask you to be my strength. Make your way straight before my face.

Psalm 4

4:1 To the chief music-maker on corded instruments. A Psalm. Of David. Give answer to my cry, O God of my righteousness; make me free from my troubles; have mercy on me, and give ear to my prayer.

4:2 O you sons of men, how long will you go on turning my glory into shame? how long will you give your love to foolish things, going after what is false? (Selah.)

4:3 See how the Lord has made great his mercy for me; the Lord will give ear to my cry.

4:4 Let there be fear in your hearts, and do no sin; have bitter feelings on your bed, but make no sound. (Selah.)

4:5 Give the offerings of righteousness, and put your faith in the Lord.

4:6 There are numbers who say, Who will do us any good? the light of his face has gone from us.

4:7 Lord, you have put joy in my heart, more than they have when their grain and their wine are increased.

4:8 I will take my rest on my bed in peace, because you only, Lord, keep me safe.


What foolish things do I give my love to ? Mystery stories. My dishwasher. My crockpot. Yes, these are good things, but do I care for them beyond their purpose? Television. Solitaire. Recipe books. Thank you, God, for good things. I'm sorry I have put these things before you.

Psalm3

3:1 A Psalm. Of David. When he went in flight from Absalom his son. Lord, how greatly are they increased who make attacks on me! in great numbers they come against me.

3:2 Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah.)

3:3 But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.

3:4 I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah.)

3:5 I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.

3:6 I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.

3:7 Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.

3:8 Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah.)



The Lord is my glory and the lifter up of my head. Wow. David said it so well. I slept and woke up because the Lord was supporting me. Wow. I'm going to keep reading this today for inspiration, but I can't see right now how I'll wrote a poem from this unless I plagarize the Bible. How amazingly timeless this imagery is. Wow..

Psalm 2

2:1 Why are the nations so violently moved, and why are the thoughts of the people so foolish?

2:2 The kings of the earth have taken their place, and the rulers are fixed in their purpose, against the Lord, and against the king of his selection, saying,

2:3 Let their chains be broken, and their cords taken from off us.

2:4 Then he whose seat is in the heavens will be laughing: the Lord will make sport of them.

2:5 Then will his angry words come to their ears, and by his wrath they will be troubled:

2:6 But I have put my king on my holy hill of Zion.

2:7 I will make clear the Lord's decision: he has said to me, You are my son, this day have I given you being.

2:8 Make your request to me, and I will give you the nations for your heritage, and the farthest limits of the earth will be under your hand.

2:9 They will be ruled by you with a rod of iron; they will be broken like a potter's vessel.

2:10 So now be wise, you kings: take his teaching, you judges of the earth.

2:11 Give worship to the Lord with fear, kissing his feet and giving him honour,

2:12 For fear that he may be angry, causing destruction to come on you, because he is quickly moved to wrath. Happy are all those who put their faith in him.


The beginning of this Psalm got me thinking about the upcoming elections. You see, I am in a bit of a pickle. I can not vote for Obama, because he is very prochoice, and several years ago during that whole partial birth abortion debate I vowed never to vote for a prochoice candidate again.
You see, growing up, I would have to describe my household's religious affiliation as Democrat. Technically, we were and are Roman Catholic, but my family was way more in lock step with the Democrats than the Church. It's not that we were for abortion. We just blamed Republican economic policies for poor women believing it was their best option. I know, we had blinders on about other reasons, such as a social stigma for unwed pregnancy, or a woman just choosing not to be burdened with pregnancy. My point is, that while we didn't like abortion, we did not associate it with Democrats.
The whole partial birth abortion debate changed that for me. I believed that a person could believe in good faith that a fetus wasn't human during the first or second trimester, because it didn't look human. I didn't agree. I did and do believe that a fetus is human at conception, however, I saw how a person could disagree with me. I know it sounds pathetically patronizing, but I saw how someone could be honestly wrong in good faith.
But I didn't and don't understand how a half-birthed baby/fetus can be considered not human by anyone. When would these people consider the child human, when he/she had a college degree? What college? Bachelor's, Masters, or Ph'd. You see where I'm going. I could not vote for a candidate who has blinders on about the humanity of a baby. And since I believe that life begins at conception, a fetus is a baby baby, an embryo is a baby baby baby, etc.
So I can't vote for Obama. Why not McCain? The answer to that is, I don't trust him. He left his first wife, the one who waited for him while he was in the POW camp, once she became disabled. She stood by him in sickness and in health. He didn't. He cheated. He left. He remarried. If the woman who bore his children and combed his hair for so many years couldn't count on him to be faithful to her, who the heck do I think I am? I am just a voter. He can be prolife today, and prochoice tomorrow.
So why does this Psalm, which is clearly about Jesus's kingship, make me think about the elections. I don't know. Maybe because it reminds me that God is in control. Maybe it reminds me I have to pray for the leaders of my country, that they turn their hearts toward God, andt then trust Him to hear my prayer.
I can't say I think I can write a poem based on this Psalm, but I did come up with an entry inspired by Psalm 1. I already submitted it.


Jesus loves me even
though I fail so explosively
He's my truest friend.



Shakespeare it's not, but I am glad I got started. I'm going to keep trying.

Psalm 1

1:1 Happy is the man who does not go in the company of sinners, or take his place in the way of evil-doers, or in the seat of those who do not give honour to the Lord.

1:2 But whose delight is in the law of the Lord, and whose mind is on his law day and night.

1:3 He will be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, which gives its fruit at the right time, whose leaves will ever be green; and he will do well in all his undertakings.

1:4 The evil-doers are not so; but are like the dust from the grain, which the wind takes away.

1:5 For this cause there will be no mercy for sinners when they are judged, and the evil-doers will have no place among the upright,

1:6 Because the Lord sees the way of the upright, but the end of the sinner is destruction.




Wow! I don't know about writing a poem based on this Psalm, but wow. Thank God for Jesus, because without Him, my end would be destruction. Jesus gives me a clean slate, so I can be verses 1-3 instead of 4-6. Wow!