There may be prayers you learnt as a child that you remember at least in part and it wouldn’t take too many recitations to bring back the complete text. Some favourites for me include the prayers: “Soul of Christ, Sanctify Me…” and “Remember O most gracious Virgin Mary…” and the hymns “Lead Kindly Light” and “O Love that Will not let me go.”
The LORD’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want.
He makes me down to lie
in pastures green; He leadeth me
the quiet waters by.
My soul He doth restore again;
and me to walk doth make
within the paths of righteousness,
e’en for His own name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through death’s dark vale,
yet will I fear no ill;
for Thou art with me, and Thy rod
and staff me comfort still.
My table Thou hast furnished
in presence of my foes;
my head Thou dost with oil anoint,
and my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life
shall surely follow me;
and in God’s house for evermore
my dwelling place shall be.
Eugene Peterson who died last month was the master of translating the scriptures into everyday language. You can find his text from “The Message” below.
If you would like to listen to as you drive or work today you might appreciate this link to the psalm sung to the well-known melody “Crimond.”
An Invitation
You might like to make this psalm your prayer today, using even just a line or two. You might also like to remember a prayer that you learnt as a child but might not have prayed for many decades. Recall the prayer and see if you can still pray it searching online if you need help to remember the full text. Take a moment to share the prayer or hymn you recall at the comment link below.
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Beautiful John, He is My Shepherd.
Thank you.
Brought up in the Presbyterian Church we didn’t have a lot of Prayers which were rote learned, but the prayer my Father taught me said at bedtime was Gentle Jesus meek and mild….. ending with a litany of family members committed to His care. I taught this to my children and they in turn have taught it to my Grandchildren. . Maybe I should start saying it again, at 63 I am still a child of God 🙂
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Thanks john. I have made learning a selection of psalms songs and scripture passages part of my devotional life for many years. I find that they centre my thoughts as I call them up and that in doing so I focus on what is actually being said. I often use one that seems appropriate to my own feelings or to the challenges I expect in the day. We used to call rote learning as “learning things of by heart”. Committing scripture to heart for me is a small gift back to God
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