PSALM 101:102:1 A Prayer of the afflicted, when he is overwhelmed, and poureth out his complaint before the LORD. Hear my prayer, O LORD, and let my cry come unto thee. 2 Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily. 3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. 4 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread. 5 By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin. 6 I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert. 7 I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top. 8 Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me. 9 For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping, 10 Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down. 11 My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass. 12 But thou, O LORD, shalt endure for ever; and thy remembrance unto all generations. 13 Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Zion: for the time to favour her, yea, the set time, is come. 14 For thy servants take pleasure in her stones, and favour the dust thereof. 15 So the heathen shall fear the name of the LORD, and all the kings of the earth thy glory. 16 When the LORD shall build up Zion, he shall appear in his glory. 17 He will regard the prayer of the destitute, and not despise their prayer. 18 This shall be written for the generation to come: and the people which shall be created shall praise the LORD.
Have you ever felt like there was no place to go?
Have you ever been in a situation that you thought there was no way out of? Sometimes God
allows us to get in these places so we will come to Him and ask Him to show us the way out.
Then His power can be manifested in our lives. Our trials and tribulations are not always
about us. But no matter what they are about, we can always "Tell Jesus"
and He will help us!
"During a pastorate in Lebanon, Pennsylvania, there was
a woman to whom God permitted many visitations of sorrow and affliciton. Coming to her home
one day, I found her much descouraged. She unburdened her heart, concluding with the question,
"Brother Hoffman, what shall I do? What shall I do?" I quoted from the Word, then added,
"You cannot do better than to take all of your sorrows to Jesus. You must tell Jesus."
I MUST TELL JESUS
I must tell Jesus all of my trials;
I hope you all have a great week.
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