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psalm 6
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==psalm 6:1-3:
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O Lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
2 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed. 3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O Lord, how long? |
In some psalms I think we see the prayers of Jesus on behalf of his people; the Spirit gives voice to the collective, broken, Body of Christ: "O Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger or discipline in your wrath... My soul is in anguish. How long, O Lord, how long?" (Psalm 6:1-3). Is this a glimpse of Christ's intercessions for us before his father (Romans 8:34)? --Will Briggs
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January 6, 2025: Matt Friedeman wrote: I love the Hebrew poetry that occupies the middle of our Bibles. There have been times in my life when I prayed through fifteen psalms on a daily basis. Currently, I utilize about five a day. They have provided me with a pattern of praise and thanksgiving, confession and intercession and have unfailingly met my spiritual hunger. The psalms consistently provide inspiration for small group study and discipleship. This morning, for instance, a pastoral group that has been meeting together now for fourteen years pondered Psalm 6. One of the seven so-called penitential psalms, it contains many interesting nuances. The first paragraph ends by describing David’s bones (his bones!) as being “horrified” (NASB). I am not sure what that might feel like, but the reader gets the distinct impression that it is probably not a pleasant experience. Just a few words later, his whole being and his very soul were “very horrified.” The Psalmist asks, How long will this situation be allowed to last? He pleads with the Lord – rescue me, save me. Then he describes himself: weary from groaning, his bed is drenched with tears, his eyes swollen with grief. |
==psalm 6:4-10:
4 Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.
10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.
10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.