Dwelling in dust, or shaking it off
I have often wanted to be so much, but I am humbled, gladly. I need a Savior.
This morning I started doing that thing I do, where I vaguely remember one random verse and it takes me on a bible escapade. Below, I present what’s left of Isaiah 26. God forgive me, I’m sure his scripture is better left unscrambled.
O LORD our God,
other lords besides you have ruled over us,
but your name alone we bring to remembrance.
You keep him in perfect peace
whose mind is stayed on you,
because he trusts in you.
Trust in the LORD forever,
for the LORD GOD is an everlasting rock.
In the path of your judgments,
O LORD, we wait for you;
your name and remembrance
are the desire of our soul.
My soul yearns for you in the night;
my spirit within me earnestly seeks you.
O LORD, your hand is lifted up,
but they do not see it.
O LORD, in distress they sought you;
they poured out a whispered prayer
when your discipline was upon them.
Your dead shall live; their bodies shall rise.
You who dwell in the dust, awake and sing for joy!
For your dew is a dew of light,
and the earth will give birth to the dead.
The earth will disclose the blood shed on it,
and will no more cover its slain.
O LORD, you will ordain peace for us.
Faith and Sight 