Tag Archive | hard times

Psalm 129

They have greatly oppressed me from my youth, but they have not gained the victory over me.

Plowmen have plowed my back and made their furrows long – they have tried their hardest to beat me down.

But the Lord is righteous; He has cut me free from the cords of the wicked.

May all who hate those who follow You be turned back in shame.  May they wither like uprooted grass. May no one bless them.


Psalm 126

When the Lord brought back the captives to Zion, we were like men restored to health.

We laughed, we sang for joy.  Everyone said, “The Lord has done great things for them.”

The Lord has done great things for us and we are filled with joy.

Restore our fortunes, O Lord, like streams in the desert.

Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy.

He who goes out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with him. The task starts tearfully, but the completion will have much joy.


Remember, there is a long time (5-6 months) between seedtime and harvest.  We must be patient and not lose hope.

Psalm 88

God saves me, rescues.  Day and night I cry out before You, continually praying and pleading.  Hear me!

My soul is full of trouble – sin, doubt, worry, anger.  I am close to death – physical and spiritual.  I have no strength left.  I am considered as dead – beyond hope. 

You are so angry with me that You have put me into the lowest pit – I am overwhelmed.  You have removed me from fellowship – my closest friends find me repulsive.  I’m trapped and can’t get out. 

I call to You every day.  Do You show Your wonders to one as dead as I am?  Can I rise up and praise You?  Does Your love and faithfulness reach to one trapped in hell? 

But I still cry – I still pray in the morning.  Why aren’t You listening?  Why do You reject me?  Why do You hide Your face from me?

From my youth, I have been afflicted and close to death. I have suffered terrors, despair, wrath.  Your anger has flooded me.  You have taken my companions and loved ones.  The darkness is my closest friend. 

Psalm 77

Cry out to God for help.
Cry out to God to hear.
In distress? Seek the lord. At night, stretch out your hands untiringly. Perhaps your soul refuses to be comforted – keep crying out.

Remember God. Groan. Muse. Your spirit may grow faint.
Your eyes may not close. You may be too troubled to speak.
Thinking about how things used to be?
Remember how you used to sing songs of praise, love, and adoration in the night?

Doubt creeps in. Impatience.
Will the Lord reject forever?
Will He never show His favor again?
Has His unfailing love vanished forever?
Has His promise failed for all time?
Has God forgotten to be merciful?
Is He angry and has He withheld His compassion?

Now is the time to appeal. At the lowest point.
Remember the deeds of the Lord and His miracles in your life.
Meditate on God’s works – consider each one.
Spend as much time and effort thinking about the good as doubting and questioning.

God is holy and great.
God performs miracles.
God displays His power among the peoples.
God redeems us.
Creation submits to and reflects God.
God leads like a shepherd leading a flock.

Psalm 71

Take refuge in God.  Cuddle up in Him.

Rescue and deliver.

Listen to me, save me.

God is a rock of refuge I can always go to.

God delivers from wicked, evil and cruel men.

God is my hope and confidence from youth to old age.

I will always have hope – I will praise You more each day.

Even though God has made me see troubles, He will restore me.

I will praise with the harp

                Sing praise with the lyre

                Shout for joy

                Sing praise to You

                Tell of your righteous acts all day long.

Psalm 69

Save me O God.

The waters have come up to my neck – waters of fear

                                                                                Waters of doubt

                                                                                Waters of work

                                                                                Waters of tiredness

I sink – no foothold – deep waters – floods – worn out – calling – parched throat – tired eyes – looking everywhere for God.

People hate me without reason – many enemies – I’ve made restoration for what I didn’t have to just to keep them quiet.

God knows my sin.  Don’t let my imperfection be a hindrance to others.

I am ridiculed because I follow you.  My own family distances themselves from me.  Everyone makes fun of my beliefs, my commitment.

But I pray to God – God favors, God loves, God answers with sure salvation.  He rescues me, unsinks me, delivers me, floats me, answers me out of goodness, comes near, redeems me.

No one comes to my aid – in fact, they make the suffering worse.  But they’ll get theirs – the tables will turn on them. 

Praise is better than sacrifice.  Seek God and live!