I was hard pressed and falling,
but the LORD came to my help.
– Psalm 118
I stumble, Lord.
Acutally, I stumble a lot
– and you know that!
I bend under pressure,
I trip over my own mistakes.
And sometimes, even often,
I trip over my own mistakes.
And sometimes, even often,
I lose my balance
– and I fall…
– and I fall…
you never fail to come to my help…
You’re always there, extending your hand
to help me up, dust me off,
to help me up, dust me off,
revive my spirits, restore my hope
– and help me on my way…
– and help me on my way…
There’s a good chance, Lord,
that I’ll stumble, bend, trip or fall
– before this day’s over!
When I’m hard pressed, Lord,
and when I fear I’m going to fall:
remind of your help,
and when I fear I’m going to fall:
remind of your help,
the long reach of your hand
– and the hope that’s mine in you…
Amen.
