Psalm-40 (Original)

(Cry of Grievance: life's overwhelming problems.) Except for God's mercy, My troubles would have long Destroyed me. Multiplied like the stars, They are as deceitful as The ways of a brook. An innocent prey, stalked game; I am the target of their poignant aim. Like water, my troubles flow; They are as unwelcome as a foe. But God shall plague them. He shall bind them with a strong cord And crush them 'neath his mighty foot. And they shall cease. Lord, by your sovereign power, Rebuke them into oblivion That they all cease. **NOTE: This psalm does not refer to any person. Herein, I am simply speaking of the daily grind in my life, which seemed to have been multiplied one-hundred fold.