Psalm 39: With soul concern I’ve learnt
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With soul concern I’ve learnt to hesitate and contemplate
Before I open up my mouth and something say;
A muzzled beast, I’ve ceased from idle talking in the street –
I hold my peace or turn and quickly walk away.
But there are times when in my heart deep sorrow
Is overwhelmed by fire and I am stirred
By God, in contemplation of the fleeting situation,
To deliver for my King a timely word.
Attend to this my cry, O Lord;
Behold these weary tear filled eyes.
Like hated patriarchs of old
I’m, by my so called friends, despised.
Disclose to me what I’ve refused to see before my eyes
That I am sinful, frail and feeble in my frame;
The fullness of my days with all the details of my ways
Will be forgotten like my own familiar name.
The very best of men are but a vapour
Whose course, as evening shadows, disappear;
Who gather up in vain the earthly treasures they have gained
For idle thieves and vagabonds to steal away.
Attend to this my cry, O Lord;
Behold these weary tear filled eyes.
Like hated patriarchs of old
I’m, by my so called friends, despised.
Reproaches I have borne with vicious taunts and cruel scorn
While standing here and looking upward to my King;
Consider how I long and hope in Christ who is my song
Seeking deliverance from foolishness and sin.
Invisibly the hand of His chastising
Dispensing to me goodness I perceive.
While youthful vanity by His decree will cease to be
If stubborn men His holy word will not believe.
Steve Layfield
