The psalm that speaks to my soul

From the Instruction of my priest, I have to obey and pray my morning prayer for at least twenty minutes before I begin my day. Today It began with a rough start. I prayed it. But on my way to work. It therefore took the usual place of my rosary time. In our Morning and Evening Prayer Book which the Catholic Church gives us for each day of the week and church seasons of the year, Today's Liturgy captivated my attention. For the lenght of the day I carried this scripture in my mind and heart pondering it there like Mary for the rest of the day. Consciously or Sub-Consciously. This scripture - Why are you cast down, my soul, why groan within me? Hope in God; I will praise him still, my saviour and my God - Spoke to me. I guess the Psalm was telling me persevere and be full of cheer. Purifying my soul is a cross that must be carried, so keep at it Matthew.

Psalm 41

Like the deer that yearns

for running streams,

so my sou is yearning

for you my God.

My soul s thirsting for God,

the god of my life;

when can I enter and see

the face of God?

My tears have become my bread,

by night, by day,

as I hear it said all the day long:

'Where is your God?'

These things will I remember

as I pour out my soul:

how I would lead the rejoicing crowd

into the house of the God,

amid cries of gladness and thanksgiving,

the throng wild with joy.

Why are you cast down, my soul,

why groan within me?

Hope in God; I will praise him still,

my saviour and my God.

My soul is cast down within me

as I think of you,

from the country of Jordan and Mount Hermon,

from the Hill of Mizar.

Deep is calling on deep,

in the roar of waters:

your torrents and all your waves

swept over me.

By day the Lord will send

his loving kindness;

by night I will sing to him,

praise the god of my life.

I will say to god, my rock:

'Why have you forgotten me:

Why do I go mourning

oppressed by the foe?'

With cries that pierce me to the heart,

my enemies revile me,

saying to me all the day long:

'Where is your God?'

Why are you cast down, my soul,

why groan within me?

Hope in god; I will praise him still,

My saviour and my God.