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A Psalm 92 Prayer

"What a beautiful thing, God, to give thanks,
to sing an anthem to you, the High God! To announce your love each daybreak,
sing your faithful presence all through the night, Accompanied by dulcimer and harp, the full-bodied music of strings.
You made me so happy, God. I saw your work and I shouted for joy. How magnificent your work, God! How profound your thoughts! Dullards never notice what you do; fools never do get it. When the wicked popped up like weeds and all the evil men and women took over, You mowed them down, finished them off once and for all. You, God, are High and Eternal. Look at your enemies, God! Look at your enemies—ruined! Scattered to the winds, all those hirelings of evil!
But you’ve made me strong as a charging bison, you’ve honored me with a festive parade. The sight of my critics going down is still fresh, the rout of my malicious detractors. My ears are filled with the sounds of promise:
“Good people will prosper like palm trees,
Grow tall like Lebanon cedars; transplanted to God’s courtyard,
They’ll grow tall in the presence of God, lithe and green, virile still in old age.”
Such witnesses to upright God! My Mountain, my huge, holy Mountain!"
Psalm‬ ‭92 MSG

O Lord, my God, it is a good and beautiful thing to give thanks and sing praises to you! I proclaim your love in the morning and your faithful presence in the night. Thank you, Lord, for being there for me. I see your works, O Lord, and I am filled with joy. I am so happy by the magnificent works of Your hands and so delighted by your profound thoughts!

So many people do not get it, do not see you. I do pray for them. I pray for the eyes of their souls to be open to see you so that they don't end up being destroyed by wickedness. You are eternal, and You will be exalted forever. Your enemies will perish and will be scattered to the winds.

You've made me strong, Lord; strong enough to endure. You've honored me by choosing me to be a witness. Those who scoff at my faith will go down while my ears are filled with the sounds of Your promise. You will prosper those who stay right with you. I grow strong and tall like a tree. I will flourish even in my old age with fruit and will still maintain my youthfulness. You are faithful, God. You are upright and good. You are my Rock, and there is no wickedness in You. I trust You. I depend on You. I praise You. I love You. Amen.



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