Psalm 119:49-50 New English Translation (NET Bible)

49 Remember your word to your servant,

for you have given me hope.
50 This is what comforts me in my trouble,
for your promise revives me.

 

Vacation time has a unique dimension

My old flesh has to survive the same

Its guidelines and lack of comprehension

Of the spiritual call in God’s Name

 

It slugs out by itself very deep within

The battles of lust, greed, and envy

Year-round with accommodating sin

That captures at will the human species

 

It surfaces more at the day’s remembrance

As history appointed a time of appreciation

To God and Son and his called kindred

Who through the ages protected nations

 

Where do we go when our eyes are closed?

And iniquity leads and pulls us by the hand

Does anyone care or genuinely want to know?

Or does our comfort dictate our feeble stand?

 

Jan Wienen 

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