Psalm 94: Your loving

If I say, "My foot slips!",
Your loving holds me up.

When my cares are many,
Your comfort eases my soul.

Psalm 103: You reach to us in our frailty

I bless You. All that is within me, gives you praise!

You Who forgives wrong-doings,
Who heals disease and redeems life from deep and hard places.
Who wraps all in kindness and
Who satisfies in old age, renewing our youth,
that we might soar, as does the eagle.

You are filled with graciousness, patience and gentle kindness.

As greatly as the heavens stretch over the earth,
so does Your compassion cover us.
Just as far as east is to west,
so do You remove our all of our misdeeds.

As a parent loves their child,
so does Your abundant loving shelter us.

For You know our origins,
that we are dust, our days, like grass.
As an herb of the field we flower, and
as the wind passes through it, it is no more.