Saturday, August 12, 2000

Psalm 119 Taw

A Meditation on Psalm 119:169-176

Lord, I look back on the principles you've taught me and my chin quivers as I praise you.  I see where you have led and my heart cries out for your glory. I cry for your grace to be even more evident in me.  Your hand is not too short to save, or too weak to grasp.  I am yours.  Place your hand on me.  Save me from the urges that seek my destruction. Your word is powerful and will save me.  I cry out- I call out, I praise with all my heart for what you've done, what you are doing, and what your word can do!