Psalm 144…blessed…

Psalm 144…blessed…

 This  psalm starts and ends with “blessed”…first "blessed be the Lord”….adoration for what He has done and who He is in the life of David …

David’s humility before God comes through in “what is man”….”man is like a breath, shadow”

Then he turns to the power of God…over nature, people …

Then a new song…praise…

Then the supplication…”rescue me”

Then asking for the blessings of fruitfulness, abundance…

Finally proclaiming “Blessed are the people to whom such blessings fall!

Blessed are the people whose God is the Lord!”

Sounds like an example of a prayer….adoration, confession, supplication, thanksgiving….

The ever familiar…Jesus’ example to his disciples….

“Lords Prayer”…

But when you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret. 

And your Father who sees in secret will reward you. 

And when you pray, do not heap up empty phrases as the Gentiles do, for they think that they will be heard for their many words. 

Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him. 

Pray then like this:“Our Father in heaven,hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come,your will be done,on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our debts,as we also have forgiven our debtors. 

And lead us not into temptation,but deliver us from evil.

Matt.6.6-13

Thank YOU for prayers throughout your word…in all kinds of circumstances….examples of heartfelt times of coming to You…Blessed be the Lord…throughout the generations…

 Blessed be the Lord, my rock,who trains my hands for war,and my fingers for battle; 

he is my steadfast love and my fortress,my stronghold and my deliverer,my shield and he in whom I take refuge,who subdues peoples under me. 

O Lord, what is man that you regard him,or the son of man that you think of him? 

Man is like a breath;his days are like a passing shadow. I

Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down!

Touch the mountains so that they smoke! 

Flash forth the lightning and scatter them;send out your arrows and rout them! 

Stretch out your hand from on high;rescue me and deliver me from the many waters,from the hand of foreigners, whose mouths speak lies and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. 

I will sing a new song to you, O God;

upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you, who gives victory to kings,who rescues David his servant from the cruel sword. 

Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners,whose mouths speak lies and whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. 

May our sons in their youth-be like plants full grown,

our daughters like corner pillars cut for the structure of a palace; 

may our granaries be full,providing all kinds of produce;

may our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields; 

may our cattle be heavy with young,suffering no mishap or failure in bearing;

may there be no cry of distress in our streets! 

Blessed are the people to whom such blessings fall!

Blessed are the people whose God is the Lord!

Ps.144.1-15