SUMMER OF PRAISE
Psalms 22
JESUS MY SAVIOR
My God, My God, why
have You forsaken Me?
They have pierced
my hands and feet.
They divide my garments
among themselves and
throw dice for my clothing.
HOPELESS
My enemies surround me
like a herd of bulls
like roaring lions
like a pack of dogs
My enemies stare at me and gloat.
HOPE
I will praise you among
your assembled people.
Praise the Lord
Honor him
Show him reverence
“I will proclaim your name to my brothers and sisters. I will praise you among your assembled people. Praise the Lord, all you who fear him! Honor him, all you descendants of Jacob! Show him reverence, all you descendants of Israel!”
Psalms 22:22
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