Page 11 - Your Extravagant Kindness
P. 11
Psalm 4
Creator, you are close;
answer me when I call to you,
you who liberated me
during my time of trouble,
O Merciful One, help me once again.
Mortals!
We love trifles, we embrace lies.
How long will I be confronted by my shame?
And yet, the Eternal embraces the faithful.
The Gracious One hears me when I call,
and speaks to my heart, “tremble.”
I hear, “do not leave me.” You speak
and we share my bed as you search my heart.
There is silence.
What shall I sacrifice in order to be closer to you?
I know. I will give my self to you.
Creator, many complain,
saying “Who shows us goodness?”
while the light of your face shines on us …
Fill me with joy,
the kind of joy that comes with feasting upon your good gifts.
Your peace surrounds me as I lie down and sleep,
for you alone, Gracious One,
make it possible for me to dwell in safety.