Schmitty Psalm #2

I cry out to You, my Savior, my Refuge.
My enemies encircle me with false embraces,
With lying lips they praise me.
Remove them from my presence
Deliver me from their midst,
Surround me with those who love You;
Those who serve the Lord, the true God.
Religion does not satisfy my thirst for You,
But godly living draws me near to Your heart.
My enemies bind me with cords of tradition:
Woven with good intentions,
But decayed by legality and hypocrisy.
Give me a heart like Yours,
Renew my desire for Your ways
And direct my paths for Your pleasure
Then I will honor You, in freedom and joy.
Those who oppose me would tie me down
But they will see my joy and Your favor,
And envy me.
Make Your servant an example of Your goodness
And put my enemies to shame.

Therefore,
Schmitty