The words of these Psalms are so beautiful. The Psalmist's life is totally reliant upon God for all that is good, peaceful and beautiful. These Psalms inspire me to write my own Psalm.
From your beloved Lamb, O Lord,
You have shorn pure wool.
From my back,
you take the spotty and diseased tresses.
With your fingers you card the wool,
With the sharp wire of your discipline,
You have brushed my wool clean
and removed the lice and stench of sin.
Stretch me, O God, and straighten my knots.
Twist me into your beloved Lambs strands
To support and strengthen my weakness
Until I am one with Him.
Spin me closely into the straight and narrow.
Pull and rub me between your fingers.
Dye me with crimson.
Transform my dullness into your beauty.
Now weave me into your plan
Set me into your tapestry.
Allow my praise
to adorn the halls of your eternal home.
Clothe me in the garment of praise
The garment of the wedding feast.
Do not allow me to enter
Until you yourself have dressed me.
Then sit me in my place
That I might dine at your table
And eat of your manna
And drink of the cup of blessing.