To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; preserve my life from dread of the enemy. Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked, from the throng of evildoers, who whet their tongues like swords, who aim bitter words like arrows, shooting from ambush at the blameless, shooting at him suddenly and without fear.
If King David, a man after God's own heart, was able to acknowledge his dread of the enemy and seek a hedge of protection, what makes me think I do not, even should not seek the same protection? Whom am I to claim that I am master of my fate, captain of my soul? Hogwash and poppycock!
Today's readings in the Psalms:
Morning: Psalm 7
Mid-day: 119:121-128
Evening: Psalm 128
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