Aug 20: Psalm 51; Isaiah 20-24

Be gracious to me, O God, according to Your lovingkindness;
According to the abundance of Your compassion blot out my transgressions.
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity
And cleanse me from my sin.
For I know my transgressions,
And my sin is ever before me.
Against You, You only, I have sinned
And done what is evil in Your sight,
So that You are justified when You speak
And pure when You judge.
Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity,
And in sin my mother conceived me.

Behold, You delight in truth in the innermost being,
And in the hidden part You will make me know wisdom.
Purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Make me to hear joy and gladness,
Let the bones which You have crushed rejoice.
Hide Your face from my sins
And blot out all my iniquities.

Create in me a clean heart, O God,
And renew a steadfast spirit within me.
Do not cast me away from Your presence
And do not take Your Holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of Your salvation
And sustain me with a willing spirit.
Then I will teach transgressors Your ways,
And sinners will be converted to You.

Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, the God of my salvation;
Then my tongue will joyfully sing of Your righteousness.
O Lord, open my lips,
That my mouth may declare Your praise.
For You do not delight in sacrifice, otherwise I would give it;
You are not pleased with burnt offering.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit;
A broken and a contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.

Aug 18: Psalm 49; Isaiah 13-14

Do not be afraid when a man becomes rich,
When the glory of his house increases;
For when he dies he will not take any of it;
His glory will not descend after him.
For while he lives he blesses his soul—
And men will praise you when you do well for yourself—
But his soul shall go to the generation of his fathers;
They will eternally not see light.
Man in his honor, but who does not understand,
Is like the animals that perish.

Aug 15: Psalm 46; Isaiah 6-7

God is our refuge and strength,
A very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change
And though the mountains shake into the heart of the sea;
Though its waters roar and foam,
Though the mountains quake at its lofty pride. Selah.

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
The holy dwelling places of the Most High.
God is in the midst of her, she will not be shaken;
God will help her when morning dawns.
The nations roar, the kingdoms shake;
He gives His voice, the earth melts.
Yahweh of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah.

Come, behold the works of Yahweh,
Who has appointed desolations in the earth.
He makes wars to cease to the end of the earth;
He breaks the bow and cuts up the spear;
He burns the chariots with fire.
“Cease striving and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”
Yahweh of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah.

Aug 13: Psalm 44; Isaiah 2-4

The word which Isaiah the son of Amoz beheld concerning Judah and Jerusalem.
Now it will be that
In the last days
The mountain of the house of Yahweh
Will be established as the head of the mountains,
And will be lifted up above the hills;
And all the nations will stream to it.
And many peoples will come and say,
“Come, let us go up to the mountain of Yahweh,
To the house of the God of Jacob,
That He may instruct us from His ways
And that we may walk in His paths.”
For from Zion the law will go forth
And the word of Yahweh from Jerusalem.
And He will judge between the nations,
And will render decisions for many peoples;
And they will hammer their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks.
Nation will not lift up sword against nation,
And never again will they learn war.

Aug 12: Psalm 43; Isaiah 1

Oh send out Your light and Your truth, let them lead me;
Let them bring me to Your holy mountain
And to Your dwelling places.
Then I will go to the altar of God,
To God my exceeding joy;
And upon the lyre I shall praise You, O God, my God.
Why are you in despair, O my soul?
And why are you disturbed within me?
Wait for God, for I shall still praise Him,
The salvation of my presence and my God.

Aug 11: Psalm 42; Philippians

As the deer pants for the water brooks,
So my soul pants for You, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God;
When shall I come and appear before God?
My tears have been my food day and night,
While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
These things I remember and I pour out my soul within me.
For I used to go along with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God,
With the sound of a shout of joy and thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.