February 1, 2012 § Leave a Comment
Psalm 147 reminds me of a 1997 Walter Brueggemann prayer:
Holy God, to whom we turn in our trouble, and from whom we receive life and well-being even in the face of death… We gladly and without reservation assert: You are the one who gives life; You are the one who hears our prayers; You are the one who turns our jungles of threat into peaceable zones of life; You are the one who has kept us since birth, who stands by us in our failure and shame; who moves against our anxiety to make us free. You are the one who does not hide your face when we call. So we praise you. We worship you. We adore you. We yield our life over to you in glad thanksgiving. As an act of praise, we submit our sick and our dead to you; As an act of praise, we submit more and more of our own life to you; As an act of praise we notice your poor, and pledge our energy on their behalf; As an act of praise we say “yes” to you and to your rule over us. We say “yes, yes,” Amen and Amen.