Psalm 39 (KJV): My hope is in thee - Deliver me from my transgressions

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Psalm 39
(For the director of music. For Jeduthun. A psalm of David.)

¹I said, I will take heed to my ways,
      that I sin not with my tongue:
I will keep my mouth with a bridle,
      while the wicked is before me.
²I was dumb with silence,
      I held my peace, even from good;
      and my sorrow was stirred.
³My heart was hot within me,
      while I was musing the fire burned:
      then spake I with my tongue,

⁴LORD, make me to know mine end,
      and the measure of my days,
      what it is: that I may know how frail I am.
⁵Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth;
      and mine age is as nothing before thee:
      verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity.       Selah.
⁶Surely every man walketh in a vain shew:
      surely they are disquieted in vain:
      he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.

⁷And now, Lord, what wait I for?
      my hope is in thee.
⁸Deliver me from all my transgressions:
      make me not the reproach of the foolish.
⁹I was dumb, I opened not my mouth;
      because thou didst it.
¹⁰Remove thy stroke away from me:
      I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
¹¹When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity,
      thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth:
      surely every man is vanity.                                              Selah.

¹²Hear my prayer, O LORD,
      and give ear unto my cry;
      hold not thy peace at my tears:
for I am a stranger with thee,
      and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
¹³O spare me, that I may recover strength,
      before I go hence, and be no more.

In the grand scheme of things, my life is not very much - a handsbreadth, nothing in the presence of God and the world.  Even all that I have to offer is nothing but my own vanity.  All my busy-ness is all vanity.  I am starting to realize that the stress and pressure in my life comes from my vain bustling.  Attempting vainly to find purpose in my life.

I get caught up in this bustle and get lost.  The more I get lost the more I lie to myself.  I lie that I have things under control.  I don't have anything under control.  The more I try to control, the more I lose control.  Once I realize that, I realize then that I need to hand control over to God.  The more I hand control over to God, the more control there is in my life.  Sometimes I forget that, so let me pray for some help remembering that.

Hear my prayer, O Lord.  Lord, save me from my transgressions.  Deliver me from my vanity.  Help me focus on what is important.  Help me remember that you are the purpose in my life.  In You, O God, I find peace; I know that to be true because I have seen that.  Without You my life is a manic stressful meaningless bustle.  Spare me, O Lord, that I might find your way and be your servant.  That my life may become purposeful before it is over.  Amen.

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