An audio Psalm a day set to classical music.
Begin or end each day meditating on the word of God and the timeless poetry of the Psalms. Each episode is set to beautiful classical and orchestral music that will help you ground your soul in the Bible.
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Psalm 1 39.
To the chief musician.
A Psalm of David.
Oh, Lord.
Thou has searched me and known me.
I know that's my down
sitting and mine uprising.
They'll understand this.
My thoughts are far off.
Thou compass my path and my lying down.
And art acquainted with all my ways.
For, there's not a word in my tongue.
But though, oh Lord thou
knowest it altogether.
Thou has to be set me behind and
before and laid then hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me.
It is high.
I cannot attain onto it.
Where there shall I go from the spirit?
Or wither, shall I flee from thy presence?
If I ascend up into heaven.
Thou art there.
If I make my bed in hell
behold, thou art there.
If I take the wings of the morning and
dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea.
Even there shall thy hand lead me.
And the right hand shall hold me.
If I say, surely the
darkness shall cover me.
Even the night shall be light.
About me.
Yeah, the darkness.
High-def not from the, but
the night shineth has today.
The darkness and the light
are both alike to the.
For thou has possessed my reins.
Thou has covered me in my mother's womb.
I will praise thee for I am
fearfully and wonderfully made.
Marvelous are they works?
And that my soul north, right?
Well, My substance was not hid from the,
when I was made in secret and curiously
rot and the lowest parts of the year.
Then eyes did see my
substance yet being unperfect.
And in that book, all
my members were written.
Which in continuance were fashioned
when as yet there was none of them.
How precious also are they thoughts to me?
Oh God.
How great is the son of them?
If I should count them, there
are more in number than the sand.
When I awake, I am still with the.
Surely that will slay the wicked.
Oh God.
Depart from me.
Therefore, you bloody men.
For they speak against the wickedly.
And then enemies take that name in vain.
Do not.
I hate the mole Lord that hate the.
Am not aggrieved with those
that rise up against the.
I hate them with perfect hatred.
I count the mine enemies.
Search me O God and know my heart.
Try me and know my thoughts and see
if there be any wicked way in me and
lead me in the way of everlasting.