Psalm 108-110 The Message Bible

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A Prayer for Help against the Foe

108 1  I'm ready, God, so ready, ready from head to toe. Ready to sing, ready to raise a God-song: 2  "Wake, soul! Wake, lute! Wake up, you sleepyhead sun!" 3  I'm thanking you, God, out in the streets, singing your praises in town and country. 4  The deeper your love, the higher it goes; every cloud's a flag to your faithfulness. 5  Soar high in the skies, O God! Cover the whole earth with your glory!

6  And for the sake of the one you love so much, reach down and help me - answer me! 7  That's when God spoke in holy splendor: "Brimming over with joy, I make a present of Shechem, I hand out Succoth Valley as a gift. 8  Gilead's in my pocket, to say nothing of Manasseh. Ephraim's my hard hat, Judah my hammer. 9  Moab's a scrub bucket - I mop the floor with Moab, Spit on Edom, rain fireworks all over Philistia." 10  Who will take me to the thick of the fight? Who'll show me the road to Edom? 11  You aren't giving up on us, are you, God? refusing to go out with our troops? 12  Give us help for the hard task; human help is worthless. 13  In God we'll do our very best; he'll flatten the opposition for good.

A Cry for Vengeance

109 1  My God, don't turn a deaf ear to my hallelujah prayer. 2  Liars are pouring out invective on me; Their lying tongues are like a pack of dogs out to get me, 3  barking their hate, nipping my heels - and for no reason! 4  I loved them and now they slander me - yes, me! - and treat my prayer like a crime; 5  They return my good with evil, they return my love with hate.

6  Send the Evil One to accuse my accusing judge; dispatch Satan to prosecute him. 7  When he's judged, let the verdict be, "Guilty," and when he prays, let his prayer turn to sin. 8  Give him a short life, and give his job to somebody else. 9  Make orphans of his children, dress his wife in widow's weeds; 10  Turn his children into begging street urchins, evicted from their homes - homeless. 11  May the bank foreclose and wipe him out, and strangers, like vultures, pick him clean. 12  May there be no one around to help him out, no one willing to give his orphans a break. 13  Chop down his family tree so that nobody even remembers his name. 14  But erect a memorial to the sin of his father, and make sure his mother's name is there, too - 15  Their sins recorded forever before God, but they themselves sunk in oblivion. 16  That's all he deserves since he was never once kind, hounded the afflicted and heartbroken to their graves. 17  Since he loved cursing so much, let curses rain down; Since he had no taste for blessing, let blessings flee far from him. 18  He dressed up in curses like a fine suit of clothes; he drank curses, took his baths in curses. 19  So give him a gift - a costume of curses; he can wear curses every day of the week! 20  That's what they'll get, those out to get me - an avalanche of just deserts from God.

21  Oh, God, my Lord, step in; work a miracle for me - you can do it! Get me out of here - your love is so great! - 22  I'm at the end of my rope, my life in ruins. 23  I'm fading away to nothing, passing away, my youth gone, old before my time. 24  I'm weak from hunger and can hardly stand up, my body a rack of skin and bones. 25  I'm a joke in poor taste to those who see me; they take one look and shake their heads. 26  Help me, oh help me, God, my God, save me through your wonderful love; 27  Then they'll know that your hand is in this, that you, God, have been at work. 28  Let them curse all they want; you do the blessing. 29  Let them be jeered by the crowd when they stand up, followed by cheers for me, your servant. Dress my accusers in clothes dirty with shame, discarded and humiliating old ragbag clothes. 30  My mouth's full of great praise for God, I'm singing his hallelujahs surrounded by crowds, 31  For he's always at hand to take the side of the needy, to rescue a life from the unjust judge.

The LORD Gives Dominion to the King

110 1  The word of God to my Lord: "Sit alongside me here on my throne until I make your enemies a stool for your feet." 2  You were forged a strong scepter by God of Zion; now rule, though surrounded by enemies! 3  Your people will freely join you, resplendent in holy armor on the great day of your conquest, Join you at the fresh break of day, join you with all the vigor of youth. 4  God gave his word and he won't take it back: you're the permanent priest, the Melchizedek priest.

5  The Lord stands true at your side, crushing kings in his terrible wrath, 6  Bringing judgment on the nations, handing out convictions wholesale, crushing opposition across the wide earth. 7  The King-Maker put his King on the throne; the True King rules with head held high!

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