Reading: Song of Songs 5-8; Psalm 12
Father, at times it seems like the faithful have vanished and there is not one godly person to be found. Everyone’s speech is made up of lies, and the poor are mistreated. But you will not stand idly by forever. When the poor are mistreated you will arise and come to their side. Your words are perfectly pure, like silver refined seven times over. I do not deserve the love you have for me, the way you have pursued me all my life. You were sick with love for me until I came to put my faith in your Son. Now I am yours. Your desire is for me, and mine is for you. Many waters cannot quench the love you have for your children, neither can floods destroy it. Your love cannot be bought, but must simply be accepted. For the price has already been paid.