Saturday, April 20, 2013

Eyes of Hope - Psalm 122 (123)



PSALM 122 (123)


A song of ascents.


Unto Thee have I lifted up mine eyes, O Thou that dwellest in
the heavens.
Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their
masters, as the eyes of a handmaiden look unto the hands of her
mistress, so our eyes look unto the Lord our God, until that He
have mercy upon us.
Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us, for we are
utterly humiliated. Our soul hath been exceedingly filled with it;
let reproach come upon those that prosper, and abasement upon
the proud.



Before the Psalmist “hits the road”, he pauses for prayer. This isn’t just a “well, I guess it’s time for church again” kind of trip for him, nor a refugee situation. He is going to the temple because it is his refuge. He has been humiliated, and he is now humbling himself. He has been abused by his brethren’s hands, and now he looks to his Master’s hand for both direction and protection.





I look up to you
O King of Heaven
Master of all things, I am your slave
I watch your hand for death or living
Lord it's mercy that we crave


Be gracious Lord
Be gracious to your people
Our eyes are on your hand; we look to you
Our master, Saviour, the Lord of our lives
With eyes of hope we look to you


We cannot endure
Bitter abuses
We look to your ever gracious hand
Their pride of life
And heady arrogance--
Only in your hope we stand


Be gracious Lord
Be gracious to your people
Our eyes are on your hand; we look to you
Our master, Saviour, the Lord of our lives
With eyes of hope we look to you

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