Psalm 40:1-9
I waited patiently and expectantly for the Lord; and He inclined to me and heard my cry. He drew me up out of a horrible pit a pit of tumult and of destruction, out of the miry clay froth and slime, and set my feet upon a rock, steadying my steps and establishing my goings. And He has put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many shall see and fear revere and worship and put their trust and confident reliance in the Lord. Blessed happy, fortunate, to be envied is the man who makes the Lord his refuge and trust, and turns not to the proud or to followers of false gods. Many, O Lord my God, are the wonderful works which You have done, and Your thoughts toward us; no one can compare with You! If I should declare and speak of them, they are too many to be numbered. Sacrifice and offering You do not desire, nor have You delight in them; You have given me the capacity to hear and obey Your law, a more valuable service than burnt offerings and sin offerings which You do not require. Then said I, Behold, I come; in the volume of the book it is written of me; I delight to do Your will, O my God; yes, Your law is within my heart. I have proclaimed glad tidings of righteousness in the great assembly tidings of uprightness and right standing with God. Behold, I have not restrained my lips, as You know, O Lord.
Scott, Katie, Nick and Sydney
- The Suderno Family
- YOUTH WITH A MISSION, Micronesia and SE Asia, United States
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- I’m so undeserving, so unworthy, but He loves me anyway. I question his ways, argue with him, don’t give him all of my trust even though he’s never let me down. I don’t talk about him like He’s a big deal, even though He brings life to the dead and healing to the sick. I push him away, run as far as I can, yet he still pursues me like I’ve never done him any wrong. He’s the most beautiful person I’ve ever met. He calls the stars out by name, knows the numbers of hair on my head, He even knit me together in my mother’s womb. I was running through his mind a thousand years before I was even thought of. He took the cup I deserved and poured it out on himself. He saved me, renewed my Spirit, and breathed life into me. This wonderful, marvelous, and glorious man I’m talking about is Jesus. And all of the things I just listed above can be your story. Just ask Him. He’s waiting for you!
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