One Day at a Time

Psalm 55:1-8, 16-19

¹ God, listen to my prayer; don’t avoid my request! ² Pay attention! Answer me! I can’t sit still while complaining. I’m beside myself ³ over the enemy’s noise, at the wicked person’s racket, because they bring disaster on me and harass me furiously. ⁴ My heart pounds in my chest because death’s terrors have reached me. ⁵ Fear and trembling have come upon me; I’m shaking all over. ⁶ I say to myself, I wish I had wings like a dove! I’d fly away and rest. ⁷ I’d run so far away! I’d live in the desert. Selah ⁸ I’d hurry to my hideout, far from the rushing wind and storm. ¹⁶ But I call out to God, and the LORD will rescue me. ¹⁷ At evening, morning, and midday I complain and moan so that God will hear my voice. ¹⁸ He saves me, unharmed, from my struggle, though there are many who are out to get me. ¹⁹ God, who is enthroned from ancient days, will hear and humble them Selah because they don’t change and they don’t worship God.