PCA Pastor.
Slightly sarcastic.
Apt to laughter.

Anti-Psalm 5

Listen to my words, O my sufficiency;
consider my groaning.
Give attention to the sound of my crying,
my abilities, gifts, reputation,
for to you do I pray.
In the morning, I hope in you;
in the morning, I sacrifice myself to you and wait.

You delight, sufficiency, in delusions of grandeur;
the weak may not dwell with you.
The humble shall not stand before you;
you despise the needy.
You destroy the one who trusts you the most;
and abhor those who dismiss you.

But I worship at your altar,
hoping, striving, to enter your rest.
I bow down before you,
in constant fear of failure.
Show me the way to sufficiency,
for my need is overwhelming;
make the road clear.

There is no truth in you;
sufficiency is destruction;
its promise an open grave;
its conceit a poisoned cup.
I bear its weight constantly;
stumble under its incessant burden;
the abundance of my neediness,
makes it ever elusive.

All who take refuge in sufficiency shall weep;
they will ever long for rest,
but flourishing never comes;
those who love it exult in nothing.
For you bless the needy, O Lord;
and your lavished grace is sufficient.

Anti-Psalm 146

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