I think that for this to make sense I need to expand on the summary a little bit. This was something that I wrote for my interpretive project in my Psalms class recently. I chose to use Psalm 69 as my medium. Psalm 69 is an imprecatory Messianic Psalm and since we are already past the fulfillment of that prophecy, I updated it to include the next prophecy in line, which is the revelation. I wrote my own imprecatory lamentation as a survivor of childhood sexual assault and the experience that I have had as a Christian survivor especially regarding the issue of forgiveness and the degree to which I have suffered persecution and absence of assistance because I forgave. I hope that you will be able to see that. I merged my experience at varying points in my life due to this trial with the witnesses in the book of revelation who are persecuted; as Davidís experience is merged with the sufferings of Christ. For my interpretation of Psalm 69:28 New International Version (NIV) May they be blotted out of the book of life and not be listed with the righteous., I paralleled with 1 John 5:16 where John states that he doesnít request you should pray for those committing sin leading to death. For a parallel to Psalm 69:21( NIV) They put gall in my food and gave me vinegar for my thirst. A clearly messianic reference, I paralleled it with Revelation 11:10 where the witnesses are dead and lying in the streets and the people gloat and celebrate over it. I also have a couple other things hidden in there. I tried to create the double picture illusion like the picture where you see a vase or if you look another way you see two faces. So hopefully you can read it from my perspective and it will make sense on it's own or you could read it from the witnesses perspective and it would make sense as well. I appreciate any feedback you have.
Protect me God from exploitation
As I am outnumbered by my critics.
They entice me to hate my oppressor
To convince them of my blamelessness.
Questioning me, my confidence fades.
They pressure me to prove my innocence.
The victim is charged greater than the offender
The crowd is indifferent
They have no courage to count as righteousness
They stand for nothing
They send me away when they have extra to spare
My witness means nothing to them.
I have nothing they consider precious
My life is not valued.
Their betrayal is like a barb in my thoughts
Author of life when did you write their parts
Your patience is surprising
Your longsuffering intimidating
Who is like you
Who could die for such heinous mistreatment.
From obscurity you found me.
I was bursting with grief
If the poor in spirit are blessed
Then you have given me great honor
If those who mourn are comforted
I am first in line for relief.
Passionate sorrow of my soul
I sprint, with desolation continually at my heals.
I have had enough.
They say they are upright and moral
Their protected by their decency
They donít need God
Who has the audacity to confront them
They gloat and celebrate over my public disgrace
For my hardship
I am offered no comfort
I am deprived of popularity
A city with no conviction
What madness to refuse salvation
Mark those that I should not pray for.
I am all alone in this world
If I didnít have you Iíd have no one
I wonder if you will leave me too
Then like lightning striking
My strength returns only to fade again
The cycle makes me weary
I fear rejection for my instability
How long will you be so patient with me
Only you know the heavy burden I carry
Help me recover my optimism
Then I will praise the Lord for my disposition
Help me outsmart the thieves and stand before you
Then I will be cheerful
Holy and just is the Lord
Yesterday, today, and forever
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