Praying Psalm 1


God, Source of my joy,
         help me check my selfishness,
leave the path of fear,
         and not speak ill of anyone.

I delight in you,
         mindful of your love every moment.
I am like a tree planted by a lovely stream.
         May I yield the fruit of your love.
I receive the life you give me;
         it thrives in me.

Whatever is evil in me
         is like chaff your wind blows away.
It doesn’t last in the face of your truth;
         it is overwhelmed by your presence
         like a great congregation within me.
Watch over my way, God: may I be loving.
         Let my hurtful inclinations be changed.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes
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