For the dead and the wounded, 4/15/13 Boston Marathon Bombings
Psalm 40B
Lord, do not withhold your compassion from me;
may your enduring kindness ever preserve me.
For all about me are evils beyond count;
my sins so overcome me I cannot see.
They are more than the hairs of my head;
my courage fails me.
Lord, graciously rescue me!
Come quickly to help me, Lord!
Put to shame and confound
all who seek to take my life.
Turn back in disgrace
those who desire my ruin.
Let those who say “Aha!”
know dismay and shame.
But may who seek you
rejoice and be glad in you.
May those who long for your help
always say, “The Lord be glorified.”
Though I am afflicted and poor,
the Lord keeps me in mind.
You are my help and deliverer;
my God, do not delay!
~Eowyn
