Thirsty

posted 1 Nov 2011, 06:28 by Mark Broomhead
Lord open our mouths so we might praise you. May your faithful servants bless you and make known your kingdom

You are blessed God our King of all - to you be all the praise
In these dark times may your light surround us so that we might see your way
May we reflect your love so that others may see you in us and we might seek you in them.
You are blessed and Holy God my father with the Son and Holy spirit
Amen

Psalm 42

A psalm of the sons of Korah
 1-3 A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek; 
   I want to drink God, 
      deep draughts of God. 
   I'm thirsty for God-alive. 
   I wonder, "Will I ever make it— 
      arrive and drink in God's presence?" 
   I'm on a diet of tears— 
      tears for breakfast, tears for supper. 
   All day long 
      people knock at my door, 
   Pestering, 
      "Where is this God of yours?" 

 4 These are the things I go over and over, 
      emptying out the pockets of my life. 
   I was always at the head of the worshiping crowd, 
      right out in front, 
   Leading them all, 
      eager to arrive and worship, 
   Shouting praises, singing thanksgiving— 
      celebrating, all of us, God's feast! 

 5 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? 
      Why are you crying the blues? 
   Fix my eyes on God— 
      soon I'll be praising again. 
   He puts a smile on my face. 
      He's my God. 

 6-8 When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse 
      everything I know of you, 
   From Jordan depths to Hermon heights, 
      including Mount Mizar. 
   Chaos calls to chaos, 
      to the tune of whitewater rapids. 
   Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers 
      crash and crush me. 
   Then God promises to love me all day, 
      sing songs all through the night! 
      My life is God's prayer. 

 9-10 Sometimes I ask God, my rock-solid God, 
      "Why did you let me down? 
   Why am I walking around in tears, 
      harassed by enemies?" 
   They're out for the kill, these 
      tormentors with their obscenities, 
   Taunting day after day, 
      "Where is this God of yours?" 

 11 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? 
      Why are you crying the blues? 
   Fix my eyes on God— 
      soon I'll be praising again. 
   He puts a smile on my face. 
      He's my God.

Amen

Help us to see the good in this day and to celebrate all that you have given us
May your burning light set our hearts on fire with your love
Now and every day
Amen

We offer our prayers for:

The day, its tasks and opportunities 

The world and its needs

The mission of God




OurfatherinheavenHallowedbeyouryourkingdomcomeyouwillbedoneonearthasitisinheavengive
usthisdayourdailybreadforgiveusoursinsasweforgivethosewhohavesinnedagainstusleadusnotin
totemptationbutdeliverusfromevilforyoursisthekingdomthepowerandtheglorynowandforeveramen

Lord this day guide me, inspire me and give me the strength to follow you

Amen

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