Friday, January 16, 2015

Psalm 51 and Isaiah 42:1-6

PSALM 51

1   Have mercy on me, O God, 
          according to your steadfast love; 
     according to your abundant mercy 
          blot out my transgressions. 
2   Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, 
          and cleanse me from my sin.


3   For I know my transgressions, 
          and my sin is ever before me. 
4   Against you, you alone, have I sinned, 
          and done what is evil in your sight, 
     so that you are justified in your sentence 
          and blameless when you pass judgment. 

5   Indeed, I was born guilty, 
          a sinner when my mother conceived me.


6   You desire truth in the inward being; 
          therefore teach me wisdom in my secret heart. 
7   Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; 
          wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. 
8   Let me hear joy and gladness; 
          let the bones that you have crushed rejoice. 
9   Hide your face from my sins, 
          and blot out all my iniquities.


10  Create in me a clean heart, O God, 
          and put a new and right spirit within me. 
11  Do not cast me away from your presence, 
          and do not take your holy spirit from me. 
12  Restore to me the joy of your salvation, 
          and sustain in me a willing spirit.


13  Then I will teach transgressors your ways, 
          and sinners will return to you. 
14  Deliver me from bloodshed, O God, 
          O God of my salvation, 
          and my tongue will sing aloud of your deliverance.


15  O Lord, open my lips, 
          and my mouth will declare your praise. 
16  For you have no delight in sacrifice; 
          if I were to give a burnt offering, you would not be pleased. 
17  The sacrifice acceptable to God is a broken spirit; 
          a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.


18  Do good to Zion in your good pleasure; 
          rebuild the walls of Jerusalem, 
19  then you will delight in right sacrifices, 
          in burnt offerings and whole burnt offerings; 
          then bulls will be offered on your altar.


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ISAIAH 42:1–16

1   Here is my servant, whom I uphold, 
          my chosen, in whom my soul delights; 
     I have put my spirit upon him; 
          he will bring forth justice to the nations. 
2   He will not cry or lift up his voice, 
          or make it heard in the street; 
3   a bruised reed he will not break, 
          and a dimly burning wick he will not quench; 
          he will faithfully bring forth justice. 
4   He will not grow faint or be crushed 
          until he has established justice in the earth; 
          and the coastlands wait for his teaching.

 

5   Thus says God, the LORD, 
          who created the heavens and stretched them out, 
          who spread out the earth and what comes from it, 
     who gives breath to the people upon it 
          and spirit to those who walk in it: 
6   I am the LORD, I have called you in righteousness, 
          I have taken you by the hand and kept you; 
     I have given you as a covenant to the people, 
          a light to the nations, 
7        to open the eyes that are blind, 
     to bring out the prisoners from the dungeon, 
          from the prison those who sit in darkness. 
8   I am the LORD, that is my name; 
          my glory I give to no other, 
          nor my praise to idols. 
9   See, the former things have come to pass, 
          and new things I now declare; 
     before they spring forth, 
          I tell you of them.

 

10  Sing to the LORD a new song, 
          his praise from the end of the earth! 
     Let the sea roar and all that fills it, 
          the coastlands and their inhabitants. 
11  Let the desert and its towns lift up their voice, 
          the villages that Kedar inhabits; 
     let the inhabitants of Sela sing for joy, 
          let them shout from the tops of the mountains. 
12  Let them give glory to the LORD, 
          and declare his praise in the coastlands. 
13  The LORD goes forth like a soldier, 
          like a warrior he stirs up his fury; 
     he cries out, he shouts aloud, 
          he shows himself mighty against his foes.

 

14  For a long time I have held my peace, 
          I have kept still and restrained myself; 
     now I will cry out like a woman in labor, 
          I will gasp and pant. 
15  I will lay waste mountains and hills, 
          and dry up all their herbage; 
     I will turn the rivers into islands, 
          and dry up the pools. 
16  I will lead the blind 
          by a road they do not know, 
     by paths they have not known 
          I will guide them. 
     I will turn the darkness before them into light, 
          the rough places into level ground. 
     These are the things I will do, 
          and I will not forsake them. 


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