As a deer drinks from the creek;
We want to drink God,
deep swallows of our glorious God.
We’re thirsty for You Jesus our source of life.
We doubt & we wonder, “Will we ever get through this—
Will we arrive & drink in Your holy presence?”
We’re on a diet of the tears of disappointments
We’re so embarrassed by our nauseous
We mope in the morning,
We moan inside through the day.
We avoid people. We are a bundle of nerves
We’re haunted & pestered by our being such a drag,
We feel like we’re targeted by ridiculing haters
They blather at us in caustic put downs
They bloviate in blaming raspy rawness
They mockingly ridicule: so you’re so fond of Jesus
Where is He, You phony old worthless thing?
You’re nothing but a nuisance & a fraud
Psa. 42:1-3 Paraphrased
Please-please-please, We’re begging You Lord
We’re surrounded! We’re boxed in!
Everywhere we look there’s caustic antagonists
They’re like an incurable plague,
They are taunting us in raging disparagements
We feel the jagged edges of their betrayal
They are merciless in their badgering mockery:
They drag us through the mud
They exaggerate -They harass-They ridicule
They specialize in the tortures of character assassination.
They use mind games & say we’re a danger to society
They say You don’t care about us God!
But we’re certain You are with us;
We know Your speaking.
We know Your guiding
We know You’re hearing our voice & feeling our feelings
Give us the words to express to You
Let us wash Your feet with our tears
Let our moaning prayers be Your favorite incense
Let us feel the embrace of Your arms around us
Lift us up to Your loving presence
Let us anoint Your head with the fragrance of Your tender compassion
Psalms 3:1-4 paraphrased