Praying Through: Psalm 48

The Psalm

Psalm 48 (CSB)
A song. A psalm of the sons of Korah.

1 The LORD is great and highly praised in the city of our God. His holy mountain,

2 rising splendidly, is the joy of the whole earth. Mount Zion—the summit of Zaphon— is the city of the great King.

3 God is known as a stronghold in its citadels.

4 Look! The kings assembled; they advanced together.

5 They looked and froze with fear; they fled in terror.

6 Trembling seized them there, agony like that of a woman in labor,

7 as you wrecked the ships of Tarshish with the east wind.

8 Just as we heard, so we have seen in the city of the LORD of Armies, in the city of our God; God will establish it forever. Selah

9 God, within your temple, we contemplate your faithful love.

10 Like your name, God, so your praise reaches to the ends of the earth; your right hand is filled with justice.

11 Mount Zion is glad. Judah’s villages rejoice because of your judgments.

12 Go around Zion, encircle it; count its towers,

13 note its ramparts; tour its citadels so that you can tell a future generation:

14 “This God, our God forever and ever— he will always lead us.”

The Prayer

You Are My Dwelling

I have been surrounded

  • by all iniquity
  • temptation waits for me
  • sin is drawing ever so closely.

The demons seek

  • and wait for my moments of weakness
  • which I am continuously frail
  • surely I will be devoured.

Satan attempts one last time

  • to destroy your son
  • to crush me
  • with the weight of my own sin
  • surely I will be buried.

But you have appeared

  • not just one time rescuer
  • but the all-time destroyer of evil
  • the everlasting protector
  • the risen conquerer.

When I have fallen

  • you have lifted my head
  • when I am faithless
  • you have been faithful
  • when I am weak
  • you are the Almighty God.

I will give you praise

  • for all of my days
  • because you alone
  • are worthy of my praise.

King Jesus