This psalm was birthed in the mountain wilderness by a river at Sukkot 2018 in Central Oregon and authored by a 19 year-old born again, Spirit-filled prophetic minstrel in the spirit of Asaph. This young Davidic tender warrior is a next generation spiritual torch bearer for Yeshua the Messiah.
O Lord, my El
Forgive me for I know not how I sin against You.
I sin with the same ease as I draw breath.
The flesh is the coach by which my soul steers,
Take the reigns.
Evil comes against what I desire, drawing me in.
Through Your strength, Your goodness prevails.
Alone I am but a nightcrawler,
Rummaging in the mud, hiding under the rock of evil.
But through You, the rock is lifted and Your light shines—
Transforming my soul and spirit cleansed.
The mud is washed away in Your waters,
I am made whole.
With You there is no lack nor want.
Praise the El of Abraham,
Worship the El of Isaac,
Sacrifice our fleshly lives to the El of Jacob,
So that we may transcend evil and come before You—
Casting our crowns!
Praise the El of complexity.
Praise our Lord Yeshua, King of our lives!