Thursday, March 17, 2011
Create in me a clean heart
i am spamming lol
PSALMS 51
[For the choirmaster Of David When the prophet Nathan had come to him because he had gone to Bathsheba]
Have mercy on me, O God, in your faithful love, in your great tenderness wipe away my offences;
wash me clean from my guilt, purify me from my sin.
For I am well aware of my offences, my sin is constantly in mind.
Against you, you alone, I have sinned, I have done what you see to be wrong, that you may show your saving justice when you pass sentence, and your victory may appear when you give judgement, remember, I was born guilty, a sinner from the moment of conception.
But you delight in sincerity of heart, and in secret you teach me wisdom.
Purify me with hyssop till I am clean, wash me till I am whiter than snow.
Let me hear the sound of joy and gladness, and the bones you have crushed will dance.
Turn away your face from my sins, and wipe away all my guilt.
God, create in me a clean heart, renew within me a resolute spirit, do not thrust me away from your presence, do not take away from me your spirit of holiness. Give me back the joy of your salvation, sustain in me a generous spirit. I shall teach the wicked your paths, and sinners will return to you.
Deliver me from bloodshed, God, God of my salvation, and my tongue will acclaim your saving justice.
Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will speak out your praise.
Sacrifice gives you no pleasure, burnt offering you do not desire. Sacrifice to God is a broken spirit, a broken, contrite heart you never scorn. In your graciousness do good to Zion, rebuild the walls of Jerusalem.
Then you will delight in upright sacrifices,-burnt offerings and whole oblations -- and young bulls will be offered on your altar.
This psalm has been read at mass so many times over the past week and has constantly been on my mind and heart. I did something tonight I am not proud of, that I fell to the sin of pride, and failed in one of my penance this Lent. Yet the Lord had something beautiful arranged for me in my failure - a deeper understanding with a fellow friend and a stronger bond of friendship. Lord, I praise You for you know me best. Just when I type the previous note of knocking on your note in despair and frustration, how ironic that now i know what it feels like to forgive myself and knock on that door, after I fail in my penance. Truly, the Lord's mercy is abounding and everlasting. The same song that had been stuck in my head after Swee mentioned in the my note about worship songs. That note was a result of pride and a fall to sin too, the temptation to prove others wrong was so much of my own need to be the victor. I am ashamed at the ease of the Devil in tempting me to join his ranks, especially in this time of walking in the desert for 40 days. I have a long way to go to Calvary..
Chris Tomlin - Give us Clean Hands
We bow our hearts
We bend our knees
Oh Spirit come make us humble
We turn our eyes
From evil things
Oh Lord we cast down our idols
So give us clean hands
and give us pure hearts
Let us not lift our souls to another
Oh give us clean hands
and give us pure hearts
Let us not lift our souls to another
Oh God let this be
a generation that seeks
that seeks Your face, Oh God of Jacob
mark
Create in me a clean heart
i am spamming lol
PSALMS 51
[For the choirmaster Of David When the prophet Nathan had come to him because he had gone to Bathsheba]
Have mercy on me, O God, in your faithful love, in your great tenderness wipe away my offences;
wash me clean from my guilt, purify me from my sin.
For I am well aware of my offences, my sin is constantly in mind.
Against you, you alone, I have sinned, I have done what you see to be wrong, that you may show your saving justice when you pass sentence, and your victory may appear when you give judgement, remember, I was born guilty, a sinner from the moment of conception.
But you delight in sincerity of heart, and in secret you teach me wisdom.
Purify me with hyssop till I am clean, wash me till I am whiter than snow.
Let me hear the sound of joy and gladness, and the bones you have crushed will dance.
Turn away your face from my sins, and wipe away all my guilt.
God, create in me a clean heart, renew within me a resolute spirit, do not thrust me away from your presence, do not take away from me your spirit of holiness. Give me back the joy of your salvation, sustain in me a generous spirit. I shall teach the wicked your paths, and sinners will return to you.
Deliver me from bloodshed, God, God of my salvation, and my tongue will acclaim your saving justice.
Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will speak out your praise.
Sacrifice gives you no pleasure, burnt offering you do not desire. Sacrifice to God is a broken spirit, a broken, contrite heart you never scorn. In your graciousness do good to Zion, rebuild the walls of Jerusalem.
Then you will delight in upright sacrifices,-burnt offerings and whole oblations -- and young bulls will be offered on your altar.
This psalm has been read at mass so many times over the past week and has constantly been on my mind and heart. I did something tonight I am not proud of, that I fell to the sin of pride, and failed in one of my penance this Lent. Yet the Lord had something beautiful arranged for me in my failure - a deeper understanding with a fellow friend and a stronger bond of friendship. Lord, I praise You for you know me best. Just when I type the previous note of knocking on your note in despair and frustration, how ironic that now i know what it feels like to forgive myself and knock on that door, after I fail in my penance. Truly, the Lord's mercy is abounding and everlasting. The same song that had been stuck in my head after Swee mentioned in the my note about worship songs. That note was a result of pride and a fall to sin too, the temptation to prove others wrong was so much of my own need to be the victor. I am ashamed at the ease of the Devil in tempting me to join his ranks, especially in this time of walking in the desert for 40 days. I have a long way to go to Calvary..
Chris Tomlin - Give us Clean Hands
We bow our hearts
We bend our knees
Oh Spirit come make us humble
We turn our eyes
From evil things
Oh Lord we cast down our idols
So give us clean hands
and give us pure hearts
Let us not lift our souls to another
Oh give us clean hands
and give us pure hearts
Let us not lift our souls to another
Oh God let this be
a generation that seeks
that seeks Your face, Oh God of Jacob
mark