(A Prayer for spiritual transformation,
yearning to be like God.)


Touch me, oh Lord, as I
Touch you with my praise.

By your loving kindness
And the power of your
Merciful hand, transform me
Into the glorious image
Of your wondrous love,
Oh God my King.

I know where to find Him
And how to access his presence;
For daily he inhabits my praise.

(A Prayer-Psalm for national strength, healing
and restoration in the aftermath of September 11.)

Restore our health, Lord.
Heal the brokenness
Of our inconsolable wound.
Comfort the soul of this people;
Quell the fear that looms.

Strengthen the weary heart,
Pour forth the oil and wine.
Console this hurting nation,
And mend this broken vine.

Oh, merciful, loving God—
So sovereign and just—
Give us faith to see
And the courage to yet trust.

(A Psalm of Worship.)

His scepter is unto me;
I will enter his courts
And cherish the moments.

His throne is the reservoir
Of life and blessings
From which a river
Of abundant sustenance flows.
Lord, quicken me;
In you I live.

Hours are only seconds
In your presence
Where time is but
A fleeting moment.

(A Psalm for lamenting September 11.)

Our dream towers are fallen
'Pon our children:
Fathers and Mothers are crushed.
Sons and daughters are perished.
Husbands and wives—dead.

Our finest buildings
Are become rubble—
Leveled to the foundation.
We are in mourning.

A perfect day is turned into night
With clouds and thick darkness.
The people mourn, Lord,
The people mourn.
With great heaviness, they mourn.
Sorrow has become our bread;
But midst the darkness, there is light.
In weakness we are made strong,
And from the ashes we will rise.

Oh Lord, our hope and shield,
You are our refuge and strength—
Even in these troubled times.

(A Psalm of Trust: trusting in God's
Infallible Word.)

The Lord said, 'Trust in me,
For I will deliver you.'
And my God said,
'Look unto me and be saved
All the ends of the earth,
For I am God;
Besides me there is no other.'

Save Lord!
Send salvation from Zion.
And deliverance
From your holy heaven.
According to your sovereign word,
Do that which you
Have solemnly declared.

(Psalm of Faith (September 9,1987) .
*One of four pioneering psalms,
by faith, reaching out for strength and
stability at an incredibly difficult time.)

God is my pavilion,
My comfort and my stay.
The rock of my salvation
Protects me day by day.
Who can understand
The wonder of his ways?
He is higher than the heavens—
More ancient than the days.
He covers with his mercy,
And preserves with his grace.
And firmly plants the feet
In a sure and solid place.
Great is his compassion,
Infinite is his love.
Justice, peace and truth
Are attributes of
The mighty Lord of hosts
Whose dwelling is above.

(Psalm of Deliverance (September 8,1987) .
*One of four pioneering psalms,
Depicting a soul-cry from despair.)

I cried to the Almighty,
The Creator of my life.
My heart was overwhelmed;
It seemed there was no help.

My soul was daily stirred
With tears of constant flow.
I wept. And I wept.
Only to weep more.

My frail, quivering voice
Tunneled through the air—
Crying for deliverance
From the pit of despair.

Haply, God would hear me
Deeply pining there
In such pain and anguish,
More than I could to bear.

For my tears broke his heart
As my cry reached his ears.
And he, in tender mercy,
Considered all my fears.

And moved with compassion,
He sent help from above.
He’s the rock of my salvation
And the banner of my love.

(Psalm of Exaltation.)

The heavens whisper his name
With each twinkle of the stars.
The clouds dance before him,
Dropping dew of blessings.
The snow exalts his purity
In its whitest form.
Trees bow as the winds dance
To His Excellency.

The voice of the waters roars from the sea,
Proudly proclaiming his majesty
As men and angels bow their knees
To worship the Lord most high.

(Prayer-Psalm. A solemn plea for mercy and
guidance in the aftermath of September 11.)

Darkness like we’ve never known
Has befallen our nation.
Terror strikes by day,
Fear stalks by night and sadness looms.
But in the darkness, there is a light.

God, our refuge in these troubled times,
Through uncertainty—ever shine.
Oh, may your mercy never cease
To guide us in the way of peace.

(A Song of Deliverance (September 8, 1987),
*One of four pioneering psalms.)

When darkness was about me,
I could not see the way.
Fear and doubt attacked my faith,
Causing me to sway.

I found no words of comfort,
Then God spoke to my heart.
The power of his Spirit
Made discouragement depart.

When pain was hard upon me
And too much for me to bear,
His tender touch healed me.
His whispers calmed my fear.

From the breath of the wind,
His words eased my soul.
The light of his salvation
Is my eternal goal.

Then dawned the morning,
Weeping ceased at night.
He made the sun to shine
With his glorious light.