Psalm 4, reimagined by Steve Garnaas Holmes
O Love, when I cry out in silence,
you are the One Who Hears.
Between the rock and the hard place,
you give me room.
I have carried the stone of shame too far,
as if opinions could give me life,
as if human judgment is not a lie.
But you, Beloved, hold me close,
and know who I truly am.
When I am disturbed I am still yours.
I soak in this grace, silent,
letting it seep into me.
I surrender everything to your love.
Help me to trust this with my life.
I ignore the cynics who don’t see
your blessing in everything,
your face beaming at me.
You are a gushing spring of joy in me,
my jackpot, my victory dance.
In your peace I can stop. I let go.
I lie down.
In your peace I can sleep.
I am safe. I am yours.
Psalm 4, translated by Nan C Merrill in Psalms for Praying
Answer me when I call, O Beloved of my heart!
You enveloped me in Love when I was in distress.
Be gracious to me now; hear my prayer.
O friends, how long will my reputation suffer shame?
How long will you listen to false words
and seek what is less than good?
You know that the Beloved dwells with those
who are filled with love;
and hears when our hearts cry out.
Though you may feel angry,
do not give in to fear;
Commune with the Heart of your heart
as you rest,
and be in silence.
Make peace with your fears,
and trust in Love.
There are many who say,
“Grant us special favors, O Mighty One!
Bestow upon us your grace that we may prosper!”
Love has brought more joy to my heart
than they have when their banks are filled.
In peace will I spend my days and sleep at night
For You alone, my Beloved, take away my fears.