This is the latest in the series of corporate prayers for Sunday worship that I’m writing from the Psalms, working through them in reverse order.
We praise you.
Wonderful are your works. Wonderful is your knowledge. Precious are your thoughts.
You hear our words. You know our thoughts.
Because you have searched us.
You know us.
How could you not?
You’ve wonderfully made us, forming our inward parts.
You knitted us together in the womb.
Every detail of our lives is known to you.
You know when we sit down and when we rise up.
You discern our thoughts from far off.
You search out our paths.
Ever before a word is on our tongue, you know it.
You know everything.
Your knowledge is high.
We cannot attain it.
It is vast. Beyond counting. More numerous than the sands.
And your perfect knowledge amazes us.
Your perfect knowledge comforts us.
You are ever present.
Even when we find ourselves in times of darkness, you know and you are there.
You are our protection.
Lay your hand upon us. Lead us with your hand. Uphold us with your right hand.
We desire to know and see all things as you see them.
Give us a greater love for the things you love.
Give us a holy hatred towards the things that you hate.
We love your knowledge and we welcome your knowledge of us.
Search us, O God, and know our hearts. Try us and know our thoughts. See if there is any wicked way in us.
And lead us in the way everlasting. Your way.
And we will praise you.