My Psalm 163 On the death of a saint and mentor, Betty Dykema
When my heart is burdened, O Lord,
You remind me through Your Spirit
That You are in control,
That I need not fear,
That I cannot long mourn,
That I have all that I need,
That I can trust You
To raise the sun this morning,
Provide for our daily needs,
Erect tall hedges of protection,
Protect my soul from the evil one,
Bring joy out of sorrow,
Answer life’s perplexing questions,
And remind me of the joy of my salvation
In You.
Then I will sing Your praises yet again
For Your restoration,
For Your caring instruction,
For Your direct and indirect answers,
For Your peace that passes all understanding,
For Your answers to every prayer
Spoken or heartfelt,
The ones where all I can utter is
“Abba, Father, Daddy,”
This is too much for me,
All I can do is turn it all over to You.
This is what I’ve done,
And I confess with thanksgiving
Once more, joy comes in the morning.
In Jesus’ Name. Amen.
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