I love Psalm 139 it is a beautiful expression of the wonder of God’s creating inspiration. The words of the psalmist echo through the centuries, capturing the soul's search for God. Responding to such words is an exercise of prayer, and I wrote these words based upon the psalm as a prayer, imploring God’s inexhaustible mercy, and a contemplation of wonder, at his creating love!
Based upon Psalm 139
A prayer of wonder and a cry for mercy.
When I find that I am loved, it is almost too much for me!
As I sit in the comfort of my thoughts
or stand to worship, my beloved knows me!
Each of my ways holds no secret to the one who created me.
My moods, my angst, my joy’s, my hopes, my dreams
are familiar to the one who always loved me.
My words spoken softly, are heard,
as I close my eyes, I am surrounded from all sides
enclosed with an embrace of love,
touched, guided, by a creating hand, held steady.
What an immense knowledge, that overwhelms me so!
Where would I go, that your spirit would be absent?
How would I escape the thought of you?
My life ascends to the very heights of ambition, you are there.
My life sinks to the depths of grief, you are there too.
I hide from the gaze of men, seeking silence for my friend,
yet you are there, beyond the land and sea,
beyond all I will ever imagine, you are there!
Your creating hand guides me still.
When I experience the darkness of doubt your light shines!
When I feel utterly alone, forlorn, lost, you have already found me!
I am not surprised when I contemplate my loving creator God,
when I think of my tiny frame, safe within my mother’s womb.
Here in the hidden, sacred temple, life is formed,
designed, shaped, a unique person is loved into life!
Beautifully moulded, by divine fingers, expressing delight!
My days are not unknown to love’s sweet beckoning,
each page of my life’s work, so delicately written.
So tiny am I, compared with my creators love!
All of those designs are forged with incredible detail,
those works, vast, more than the number of the stars,
more than every grain of sand that ever caressed the earth.
Despite the knowledge that I am so loved, I fall.
Weak and sinful, I give in to anger, despair, my insistent enemies,
I invite hatred under my roof, this weakness wounds me,
shames me, invades my desire to love, in return for such great love.
From the knowledge you have of my fragile heart,
enable me to seek after your inexhaustible mercy.
Lead me, my beloved creator God, along that ancient path,
the one that leads to thanksgiving, adoration, and worship
to humble service and forever a loving, eternal happiness!
Fr. Patrick Brennan © 2015 all rights reserved