One of the psalms in The Divine Hours yesterday was 123, which somehow did not show up in my search for scriptures with the word mercy. Here it is:
To you I lift up my eyes,
O you who are enthroned in the heavens!
Behold, as the eyes of servants
look to the hand of their master,
as the eyes of a maidservant
to the hand of her mistress,
so our eyes look to the Lord our God,
till he has mercy upon us.
Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us,
for we have had more than enough of contempt.
Our soul has had more than enough
of the scorn of those who are at ease,
of the contempt of the proud.
It’s as if the psalmist is saying, “We’ve had it up to here, Lord! These people around us are awful. Help us out, Lord, help us out!” I can’t say that there’s a single somebody that I’ve got in mind to play the part of the proud in this psalm, but I can certainly relate to the emotions of the psalmist. read the complete post
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