Psalm 1
The Way of the Righteous and
the End of the Ungodly
The Psalmist Prays:
Blessed is the man
Who walks not in the counsel of the
ungodly,
Nor stands in the path of sinners,
Nor sits in the seat of the scornful;
But his delight is in the law of the Lord,
And in His law he meditates day and
night.
He shall be like a tree
Planted by the rivers of water,
That brings forth its fruit in its season,
Whose leaf also shall not wither;
And whatever he does shall prosper.
Psalmist Doris Prays:
Blessed is the woman
Who does not have her ear tuned to the gossip of the
unholy
Nor casts her lot with the ways of the proud,,
Nor shares her heart with the haughty.
But her delight is in the lovingkindness of the Lord
And in His lovingkindness she ponders morning and
evening.
She shall be like a precious flower
Planted in the garden of Eden.
That brings forth its perfume in season,
Whose petals also shall not wither;
And whatever she does meets with abundance.
The Psalmist Prays:
The ungodly are not so,
But are like the chaff which the wind
drives away.
Therefore the ungodly shall not stand in
the judgment
Nor sinners in the congregation of the
righteous.
Psalmist Doris Prays:
The unholy are not so,
But are like the seeds of a dandelion that a small breeze
steals away.
Therefore the unholy shall not
bear witness
Nor be found in the midst of
a god-fearing people.
The Psalmist Prays:
For the Lord knows the way of the righteous,
But the way of the ungodly shall perish.
Psalmist Doris Prays:
For the Lord stands with His people,
But the way of the unholy shall be lost.
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Monday, October 14, 2013
Psalm 41
The Blessing and Suffering
of the Godly
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Blessed is he who considers the poor;
The Lord will deliver him in time of
trouble.
The Lord will preserve him and keep
him alive,
And he will be blessed on the earth;
You will not deliver him to the will of his
enemies.
The Lord will strengthen him on his bed
of illness.
You will sustain him on his sickbed.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Blessed is the woman who casts her glance
on the downtrodden.
For the Lord calls her Compassionate..
The Lord will smile on her and call her his Beloved.
And she will be blessed in her comings and goings.
You will not put her forth in front of the evil one.
The Lord will lay beside her in her iniquity.
You will sustain her on her sickbed..
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
I said, "Lord, be merciful to me;
Heal my soul, for I have sinned against
You."
My enemies speak evil of me.
"When will he die, and his name perish?"
And if he comes to see me, he speaks
lies,
His heart gathers iniquity to itself;
When he goes out, he tells it.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
I wept, "Lord, be loving to me;
Heal my spirit, for you know my sorrows..
My enemies would have me disappear.
"When will she depart, and be no more?"
And if she visits me, she looks at me with
contempt.
Her heart is full of wrongdoing.
And when she withdraws, she leaves a vapor
of disdain.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
All who hate me whisper together against
me;
Against me they devise my hurt.
"An evil disease, "they say, "clings to him.
And now that he lies down, he will rise up
no more."
Even my own familiar friend in whom I
trusted,
Who ate my bread,
Has lifted his heel against me.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
All who dislike me speak in low murmurs with one another
against me.
Against me they plot my demise.
"A cancer, they say, "spreads through her body.
And now that she is on her sickbed, she will
waste away."
Even the one I call faithful friend with whom I
broke bread,
Has slipped from my gaze and turned against
me.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
But You, O Lord, be merciful to me, and
raise me up.
That I may repay them.
By this I know that You are well pleased
with me.
Because my enemy does not triumph over
me.
As for me, You uphold me in my
integrity.
And set me before your face forever.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
But You, O Lord, in your lovingkindness
have seen fit to show me another day.
That in my being I may show your mercy and
put it before my enemy
By this I know your smile is ever on me.
Because my enemy has failed in its grasp of me..
As for me, You pour your strength into me.
And hold me in the palm of your hand forever.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Blessed be the Lord God of Israel
From everlasting to everlasting!
Amen and Amen.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Blessed be Yahweh, My God, My All.
From beginning to beginning!
The End and The End.
of the Godly
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Blessed is he who considers the poor;
The Lord will deliver him in time of
trouble.
The Lord will preserve him and keep
him alive,
And he will be blessed on the earth;
You will not deliver him to the will of his
enemies.
The Lord will strengthen him on his bed
of illness.
You will sustain him on his sickbed.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Blessed is the woman who casts her glance
on the downtrodden.
For the Lord calls her Compassionate..
The Lord will smile on her and call her his Beloved.
And she will be blessed in her comings and goings.
You will not put her forth in front of the evil one.
The Lord will lay beside her in her iniquity.
You will sustain her on her sickbed..
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
I said, "Lord, be merciful to me;
Heal my soul, for I have sinned against
You."
My enemies speak evil of me.
"When will he die, and his name perish?"
And if he comes to see me, he speaks
lies,
His heart gathers iniquity to itself;
When he goes out, he tells it.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
I wept, "Lord, be loving to me;
Heal my spirit, for you know my sorrows..
My enemies would have me disappear.
"When will she depart, and be no more?"
And if she visits me, she looks at me with
contempt.
Her heart is full of wrongdoing.
And when she withdraws, she leaves a vapor
of disdain.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
All who hate me whisper together against
me;
Against me they devise my hurt.
"An evil disease, "they say, "clings to him.
And now that he lies down, he will rise up
no more."
Even my own familiar friend in whom I
trusted,
Who ate my bread,
Has lifted his heel against me.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
All who dislike me speak in low murmurs with one another
against me.
Against me they plot my demise.
"A cancer, they say, "spreads through her body.
And now that she is on her sickbed, she will
waste away."
Even the one I call faithful friend with whom I
broke bread,
Has slipped from my gaze and turned against
me.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
But You, O Lord, be merciful to me, and
raise me up.
That I may repay them.
By this I know that You are well pleased
with me.
Because my enemy does not triumph over
me.
As for me, You uphold me in my
integrity.
And set me before your face forever.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
But You, O Lord, in your lovingkindness
have seen fit to show me another day.
That in my being I may show your mercy and
put it before my enemy
By this I know your smile is ever on me.
Because my enemy has failed in its grasp of me..
As for me, You pour your strength into me.
And hold me in the palm of your hand forever.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Blessed be the Lord God of Israel
From everlasting to everlasting!
Amen and Amen.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Blessed be Yahweh, My God, My All.
From beginning to beginning!
The End and The End.
Sunday, October 13, 2013
longest journey from the head to the heart.
The longest journey for me from the head to the
heart has been understanding what that means and
still exploring it.
Every time I hear that sentence my mind goes blank.
There is nothing that makes sense of it.
It's like I have a shadow or double exposure next
to myself. That it sometimes trembles and shakes
and then merges into my body form.
Another way of thinking, another way of seeing.
It takes me a long time to comprehend words.
Like the word compassion -- to feel sorry for
someone-- yes, but there is more of a depth to
that word compassion than at first hearing.
I step into that other person's body. I walk with
them. I don't fix anything. And that enables me to
survive.
heart has been understanding what that means and
still exploring it.
Every time I hear that sentence my mind goes blank.
There is nothing that makes sense of it.
It's like I have a shadow or double exposure next
to myself. That it sometimes trembles and shakes
and then merges into my body form.
Another way of thinking, another way of seeing.
It takes me a long time to comprehend words.
Like the word compassion -- to feel sorry for
someone-- yes, but there is more of a depth to
that word compassion than at first hearing.
I step into that other person's body. I walk with
them. I don't fix anything. And that enables me to
survive.
Monday, September 9, 2013
Psalm 40 Faith Perserving in Trial
THE PSALMIST PRAYS
I waited patiently for the Lord;
And he inclined to me,
And heard my cry,
He also brought me up out of a horrible
pit.
Out of the miry clary,
And set my feet upon a rock,
And established my steps.
He has put a new song in my mouth--
Praise to our God,
Many will see it and fear,
And will trust in the Lord.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
I stood for hours in the church
And he beckoned me,
And heard my weeping,
He took me up from the depths of
despair.
Out of a dark place.
And set me on a steady path,
And firmly planted me feet.
He put a steady walk in my step--
My arms upraised in adoration,
Many eyes saw
And put their trust in God.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Blessed is that man who makes the Lord
his trust.
And does not respect the proud, not such
as turn aside to lies.
Many O Lord my God, are Your
wonderful works,
Which You have done;
And Your thoughts toward us
Cannot be recounted to You in order,
If I would declare and speak of them,
They are more than can be remembered.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
God's favor is on the woman who shows
her loyalty
And casts aside the haughty, those who
act out of pride
How many are your glorious projects,
O Lord,
Which you have prepared for us
And your tender acts are always about us
So many that they cannot be counted.
If I were to state and mouth them
They are innumerable and cannot be retained
in my memory.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Sacrifice and offering You did not desire;
My ears You have opened.
Burnt offering and sin offering You did
not require.
Then I said, "Behold I come;
In the scroll of the book it is written of
me.
I delight to do Your will, O my God,
And Your law is within my heart."
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
The life of the lamb and tithing You did not seek;
My eyes have been opened.
Blood and coins were not your rerquirement.
Then I uttered, " I am here;
In the Good Book it is said of me.
I humbly bow in utter awe of you, O my God.
To do Your will is my only desire.
And so it is written on my heart.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
I have proclaimed the good news of
righteousness
In the great assembly;
Indeed, I do not restrain my lips,
O Lord, Your Yourself know,
I have not hidden your righteousness
within my heart;
I have declared Your faithfulness and
Your salvation;
I have not concealed Your lovingkindness
and Your truth
From the great assembly
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
I have put forth the glad tidings of
the holy one to the community
I do not hold back my words,
O Lord you know me
better than myself
I have not attempted to hide your
words within my heart.
I have seen your lovingkindness
worked among my fellow companions
And am held in awe of your compassion
I am speechless and struck dumb by your actions.
And will work to put forth your good works to
the community.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Do not withhold Your tender mercies
from me, O Lord;
Let your lovingkindness and Your truth
continually preserve me,
For innumerable evils have surrounded
me;
My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I
am not able to look up;
They are more than the hairs of my head;
Therefore my heart fails me.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Let not your compassion and sympathy be
withheld from me O Lord;
But let your tender gaze and heartfelt kindness
encircle me.
For many evils have befallen me;
My sins hold me down, my head is bowed.
They are many, and I struggle under them
My heart hurts
I know you can calm the ache.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me;
O Lord, make haste to help me;
Let them be ashamed and brought to
mutual confusion
Who seek to destroy my life,
Let them be driven backward and
brought to dishonor
Who wish me evil
Let them be confounded because of their
shame;
Who say to me, "Aha, aha!"
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Be happy, O Lord, to save me;
O Lord, make haste to help me;
Let them be put down and brought to
some perplexity
Who seek to do me evil,
Let them be driven to the brink of
destruction
Who raise their voices against me.
Let there be muddled confusion and perplexity in their own
life because of their shameful thoughts and words
Who have said of me, words that sprung into
gossip and have done me harm.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Let all those who seek You rejoice and be
glad in You,
Let such as love Your salvation say
continually,
"The Lord be magnified!"
But I am poor and needy;
Yet the Lord thinks upon me
You are my help and my deliverer;
Do not delay, O my God.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Let all creatures who search for you be found;
All those who are in your mercy
Praise you in a continuous shout
All glory to you and your mother O Lord.
But I am but a poor humble creature
I bow before you always in awe
Dare to take my eye from the ground.
To see the hem of your garment
Your precious foot in a sandal.
There my glance stalls
It is your mother who says
Lift your gaze my beloved creature
See your God
Praise Him, Love Him, Adore Him.
This is my Son
The one who came to show us the way.
Follow Him
Do as He says
His truth is the way.
Hold it in your heart.
The tender murmurings of his words
and the stirrings of your spirit.
I waited patiently for the Lord;
And he inclined to me,
And heard my cry,
He also brought me up out of a horrible
pit.
Out of the miry clary,
And set my feet upon a rock,
And established my steps.
He has put a new song in my mouth--
Praise to our God,
Many will see it and fear,
And will trust in the Lord.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
I stood for hours in the church
And he beckoned me,
And heard my weeping,
He took me up from the depths of
despair.
Out of a dark place.
And set me on a steady path,
And firmly planted me feet.
He put a steady walk in my step--
My arms upraised in adoration,
Many eyes saw
And put their trust in God.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Blessed is that man who makes the Lord
his trust.
And does not respect the proud, not such
as turn aside to lies.
Many O Lord my God, are Your
wonderful works,
Which You have done;
And Your thoughts toward us
Cannot be recounted to You in order,
If I would declare and speak of them,
They are more than can be remembered.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
God's favor is on the woman who shows
her loyalty
And casts aside the haughty, those who
act out of pride
How many are your glorious projects,
O Lord,
Which you have prepared for us
And your tender acts are always about us
So many that they cannot be counted.
If I were to state and mouth them
They are innumerable and cannot be retained
in my memory.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Sacrifice and offering You did not desire;
My ears You have opened.
Burnt offering and sin offering You did
not require.
Then I said, "Behold I come;
In the scroll of the book it is written of
me.
I delight to do Your will, O my God,
And Your law is within my heart."
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
The life of the lamb and tithing You did not seek;
My eyes have been opened.
Blood and coins were not your rerquirement.
Then I uttered, " I am here;
In the Good Book it is said of me.
I humbly bow in utter awe of you, O my God.
To do Your will is my only desire.
And so it is written on my heart.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
I have proclaimed the good news of
righteousness
In the great assembly;
Indeed, I do not restrain my lips,
O Lord, Your Yourself know,
I have not hidden your righteousness
within my heart;
I have declared Your faithfulness and
Your salvation;
I have not concealed Your lovingkindness
and Your truth
From the great assembly
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
I have put forth the glad tidings of
the holy one to the community
I do not hold back my words,
O Lord you know me
better than myself
I have not attempted to hide your
words within my heart.
I have seen your lovingkindness
worked among my fellow companions
And am held in awe of your compassion
I am speechless and struck dumb by your actions.
And will work to put forth your good works to
the community.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Do not withhold Your tender mercies
from me, O Lord;
Let your lovingkindness and Your truth
continually preserve me,
For innumerable evils have surrounded
me;
My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I
am not able to look up;
They are more than the hairs of my head;
Therefore my heart fails me.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Let not your compassion and sympathy be
withheld from me O Lord;
But let your tender gaze and heartfelt kindness
encircle me.
For many evils have befallen me;
My sins hold me down, my head is bowed.
They are many, and I struggle under them
My heart hurts
I know you can calm the ache.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me;
O Lord, make haste to help me;
Let them be ashamed and brought to
mutual confusion
Who seek to destroy my life,
Let them be driven backward and
brought to dishonor
Who wish me evil
Let them be confounded because of their
shame;
Who say to me, "Aha, aha!"
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Be happy, O Lord, to save me;
O Lord, make haste to help me;
Let them be put down and brought to
some perplexity
Who seek to do me evil,
Let them be driven to the brink of
destruction
Who raise their voices against me.
Let there be muddled confusion and perplexity in their own
life because of their shameful thoughts and words
Who have said of me, words that sprung into
gossip and have done me harm.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Let all those who seek You rejoice and be
glad in You,
Let such as love Your salvation say
continually,
"The Lord be magnified!"
But I am poor and needy;
Yet the Lord thinks upon me
You are my help and my deliverer;
Do not delay, O my God.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Let all creatures who search for you be found;
All those who are in your mercy
Praise you in a continuous shout
All glory to you and your mother O Lord.
But I am but a poor humble creature
I bow before you always in awe
Dare to take my eye from the ground.
To see the hem of your garment
Your precious foot in a sandal.
There my glance stalls
It is your mother who says
Lift your gaze my beloved creature
See your God
Praise Him, Love Him, Adore Him.
This is my Son
The one who came to show us the way.
Follow Him
Do as He says
His truth is the way.
Hold it in your heart.
The tender murmurings of his words
and the stirrings of your spirit.
thoughts after reflecting on Psalm 40
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
I delight to do your will O My
God and your law is
within my heart.
And your thoughts
toward us
Yet the Lord thinks
upon me.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
The nudgings of the Lord
sustain me.
He whispers to me in the
secret of my heart
He thinks upon me always;
forever ongoing are his thoughts of me.
I hold all this stirring within my heart;
and ponder throughout the day
the treasure of my heart.
I delight to do your will O My
God and your law is
within my heart.
And your thoughts
toward us
Yet the Lord thinks
upon me.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
The nudgings of the Lord
sustain me.
He whispers to me in the
secret of my heart
He thinks upon me always;
forever ongoing are his thoughts of me.
I hold all this stirring within my heart;
and ponder throughout the day
the treasure of my heart.
Monday, September 2, 2013
Psalm 39 - Prayer for Wisdom and Forgiveness
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
I said, "I will guard my ways,
Lest I sin with my tongue;
I will restrain my mouth with a muzzle,
While the wicked are before me."
I was mute with silence,
I held my peace even from good.
And my sorrow was stirred up;
My heart was hot within me;
While I was musing, the fire burned.
Then I spoke with my tongue;
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
I uttered, "I will watch over my actions,
So, not to be mean spirited with my words;
I will put a gag over my mouth,
While my enemy surrounds me."
I was deaf and dumb,
I did no good action before all;
My sorrow was great;
I hurt from within;
While I was pondering, there was a heat in my belly.
Then I spoke my words.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
"Lord, make me to know my end,
And what is the measure of my days;
That I may know how frail I am.
Indeed, You have made my days as
handbreadths,
And my age is as nothing before You;
Certainly every man at his best state is but
vapor,
Surely every man walks about like a
shadow;
Surely they busy themselves in vain;
He heaps up riches,
And does not know who will gather them.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
"Oh, Lord, you know me,
And the length of my days;
That I may know the scarcity of my breaths,
Indeed, you have laid out the hours and minutes
before me and I see them as if etched on this day's horizon.
Certainly every woman at her best state is like
smoke and mirrors,
Surely every woman is a reflection of her true self;
Surely they go hither and thither without rest
She heaps up treasures,
And is unaware of who will reap them.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
"And now, Lord, what do I wait for?
My hope is in You.
Deliver me from all my transgerssions,
Do not make me the reproach of the
foolish,
I was mute I did not open my mouth,
Because it was you who did it.
Remove your plague from me.
I am consumed by the blow of Your
hand.
When with rebukes You correct man for
iniquity,
You make his beauty melt away like a
moth;
Surely every man is vapor.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
"And now Lord, what do I listen for?
My ears hear only your whisperings
Deliver me from my foolishness,
Do not put me in disdain before my enemy
I was deaf and dumb
I uttered not a phrase
Because it was you who silenced me
Remove your sickness from me.
I am taken over by the gaze of your eyes
When with one swift glance you correct
woman for her faults.
You make her beauty fade away like the
morning vapor
Surely every woman is illusion.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
"Hear my prayer, O Lord,
And give ear to my cry;
Do not be silent at my tears;
For I am a stranger with You.
A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
Remove Your gaze from me, that I may
regain strength.
Before I go away and am no more.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Look at me O Lord.
And soften your glance,
Do not turn a deaf ear to my stirrings;
For I am like no one to you.
A pilgrim, as all my mothers were.
Take away your hardness of heart,
that I may breathe freely once again.
Before I die and am no more.
I said, "I will guard my ways,
Lest I sin with my tongue;
I will restrain my mouth with a muzzle,
While the wicked are before me."
I was mute with silence,
I held my peace even from good.
And my sorrow was stirred up;
My heart was hot within me;
While I was musing, the fire burned.
Then I spoke with my tongue;
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
I uttered, "I will watch over my actions,
So, not to be mean spirited with my words;
I will put a gag over my mouth,
While my enemy surrounds me."
I was deaf and dumb,
I did no good action before all;
My sorrow was great;
I hurt from within;
While I was pondering, there was a heat in my belly.
Then I spoke my words.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
"Lord, make me to know my end,
And what is the measure of my days;
That I may know how frail I am.
Indeed, You have made my days as
handbreadths,
And my age is as nothing before You;
Certainly every man at his best state is but
vapor,
Surely every man walks about like a
shadow;
Surely they busy themselves in vain;
He heaps up riches,
And does not know who will gather them.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
"Oh, Lord, you know me,
And the length of my days;
That I may know the scarcity of my breaths,
Indeed, you have laid out the hours and minutes
before me and I see them as if etched on this day's horizon.
Certainly every woman at her best state is like
smoke and mirrors,
Surely every woman is a reflection of her true self;
Surely they go hither and thither without rest
She heaps up treasures,
And is unaware of who will reap them.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
"And now, Lord, what do I wait for?
My hope is in You.
Deliver me from all my transgerssions,
Do not make me the reproach of the
foolish,
I was mute I did not open my mouth,
Because it was you who did it.
Remove your plague from me.
I am consumed by the blow of Your
hand.
When with rebukes You correct man for
iniquity,
You make his beauty melt away like a
moth;
Surely every man is vapor.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
"And now Lord, what do I listen for?
My ears hear only your whisperings
Deliver me from my foolishness,
Do not put me in disdain before my enemy
I was deaf and dumb
I uttered not a phrase
Because it was you who silenced me
Remove your sickness from me.
I am taken over by the gaze of your eyes
When with one swift glance you correct
woman for her faults.
You make her beauty fade away like the
morning vapor
Surely every woman is illusion.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
"Hear my prayer, O Lord,
And give ear to my cry;
Do not be silent at my tears;
For I am a stranger with You.
A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
Remove Your gaze from me, that I may
regain strength.
Before I go away and am no more.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Look at me O Lord.
And soften your glance,
Do not turn a deaf ear to my stirrings;
For I am like no one to you.
A pilgrim, as all my mothers were.
Take away your hardness of heart,
that I may breathe freely once again.
Before I die and am no more.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Psalm 38 - Prayer in time of Chastening.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
A PSALM OF DAVID:
TO BRING TO REMEMBRANCE:
O lord , do not rebuke me in Your wrath.
Or chasten me in Your hot displeasure!
For your arrows pierce me deeply,
And your hand presses me down.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
My love, do not push me aside in your anger,
Or spew hateful words at me in your disdain!
For your burning gaze brings a tremble to my being.
And your hot breath lays on me like a smoldering blanket.
A PSALM OF DAVID:
TO BRING TO REMEMBRANCE:
O lord , do not rebuke me in Your wrath.
Or chasten me in Your hot displeasure!
For your arrows pierce me deeply,
And your hand presses me down.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
My love, do not push me aside in your anger,
Or spew hateful words at me in your disdain!
For your burning gaze brings a tremble to my being.
And your hot breath lays on me like a smoldering blanket.
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