Psalm 27

Ali Witte

 

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[1] The Lord is my light and my salvation – whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life – of whom shall I be afraid?
[2] When evil men advance against me to devour my flesh,
when my enemies and my foes attack me,
they will stumble and fall.
[3] Though an army encamp against me, my heart will not fear;
though war rise against me, yet in this I will be confident:
            [4] One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek:
            that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life,
            to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple.
            [5] For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling;
            he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle and set me high upon a rock.
[6] Then my head will be exalted above the enemies who surround me;
at his tabernacle will I sacrifice with shouts of joy;
I will sing and make music to the Lord.
                        [7] Hear my voice when I call, O Lord; be merciful to me and answer me.
                        [8] You have said, “Seek my face.”
                        My heart says to you, “Your face, Lord, do I seek.”
                        [9] Do not hide your face from me, do not turn your servant away in anger;
                        you have been my helper. Do not reject me or forsake me, O God my Savior.
[10] Though my father and mother forsake me, the Lord will take me in.
                        [11] Teach me your way, O Lord;
                        lead me in a straight path because of my oppressors.
                        [12] Do not turn me over to the desire of my foes, for false witnesses rise up against me, breathing out violence.
[13] Had I not believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living…
            [14] Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.

 

Inner Voice Commentary


[1] The Lord is my light and my salvation – whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life – of whom shall I be afraid?
Every night I wait for him to come home, drunk. I know he’s coming to get me – to beat me. He always comes at night. Lord, I know You’re real. But if You’re real, and really protecting me, why don’t You rescue me? What is all this “light” and “salvation” junk? In those moments where Dad is slamming me against the wall, or Mom is cursing at Jack, I just want to die. Why don’t You intervene? You know I’m afraid. You know I’m full of fear. Yet You do nothing…

[2] When evil men advance against me to devour my flesh,
when my enemies and my foes attack me,
they will stumble and fall.
[3] Though an army encamp against me, my heart will not fear;
though war rise against me, yet in this I will be confident:
Oh Lord, there are some “evil men” after me! Mom and Dad literally attack us every day. Even though Aunt Janine and Uncle Steve know what’s happening to Jack and me, they say nothing. Are You with me? Will You ever speak up for me? Can I be confident in You? Your Word says that You’re with me, that You’re going to save me; why does my experience tell me differently? But I don’t want to give up on You

[4] One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple.
[5] For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling;
he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle and set me high upon a rock.
This house is completely filled with violence. All I want is a safe place; a place where I don’t have to feel vulnerable every time I take a shower, or go to the kitchen to get something to eat. I want that for Jack, too. He’s so young… I thought You were all about helping the needy. AM I NOT NEEDY?! Am I not important enough to You??

[6] Then my head will be exalted above the enemies who surround me;
at his tabernacle will I sacrifice with shouts of joy;
I will sing and make music to the Lord.
To be honest with You I’m having a hard time envisioning a day when I will sing and make music to You – You have to come through for me on this before I can give You anything like that back. But it’s not too late – I still haven’t lost complete faith in You. You can still save me! If You deliver me, I will praise You!

[7] Hear my voice when I call, O Lord; be merciful to me and answer me.
[8] You have said, “Seek my face.”
My heart says to you, “Your face, Lord, do I seek.”
[9] Do not hide your face from me, do not turn your servant away in anger;
you have been my helper. Do not reject me or forsake me, O God my Savior.
Lord, have You not heard me screaming in pain when they’re choking me, or crying myself to sleep every night?? Maybe You haven’t heard me because I try to be quiet when I cry… I know if he hears me he’ll come beat me. I could literally die in this place, yet You remain silent! You’re supposed to fight for me; You’re supposed to be my “helper.” Why does it seem like You’re helping everyone else out but me?

[10] Though my father and mother forsake me, the Lord will take me in.
Isn’t this the truth… I’ve been choked, left at gas stations, and been beaten within a near inch of my life by the people who are supposed to be my “family.” I can’t believe that You created me to live in a home like this… I can’t believe that You gave me the parents You did! I’m SO MAD at You, God! But I have nowhere else to turn… Heavenly Father, save me! Be the parent to me that they can’t be…

[11] Teach me your way, O Lord;
lead me in a straight path because of my oppressors.
[12] Do not turn me over to the desire of my foes, for false witnesses rise up against me, breathing out violence.
Teach me anything different from what they’ve been teaching me… aren’t kids supposed to turn out like their parents? I CAN’T be like them when I grow up; I REFUSE to be! But I’m so scared that I will turn out violent like them. Don’t leave me here, in this dark place…

[13] Had I not believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living…
Oh Lord, if I didn’t think You were out there somewhere I would have killed myself by now. Even though I can’t perceive You right now, I am trusting that You’re here in some way. When I get out of this house, I will have a better life; I will praise You if You just get me out of here!

[14] Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.
Lord, I have always been honest with You. I feel so vulnerable right now – weak, broken. I don’t know how long I can “wait” on You. I’ve been waiting! I’m so tired… I need You to help me out, Lord! Don’t keep me waiting any longer…