The Adulterous Woman
Before There Was Time [Song]
Prayer of Confession
The Love Of God [Song]
Lord I Need You [Song]
Christ Is Mine Forevermore [Song]
New City Catechism Q. 8
Guide Me O Thou Great Jehovah [Song]
God is For Us [Song]
To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments; according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.
 O LORD, rebuke me not in your anger,
nor discipline me in your wrath.
 Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am languishing;
heal me, O LORD, for my bones are troubled.
 My soul also is greatly troubled.
But you, O LORD—how long?
 Turn, O LORD, deliver my life;
save me for the sake of your steadfast love.
 For in death there is no remembrance of you;
in Sheol who will give you praise?
 I am weary with my moaning;
every night I flood my bed with tears;
I drench my couch with my weeping.
 My eye wastes away because of grief;
it grows weak because of all my foes.
 Depart from me, all you workers of evil,
for the LORD has heard the sound of my weeping.
 The LORD has heard my plea;
the LORD accepts my prayer.
 All my enemies shall be ashamed and greatly troubled;
they shall turn back and be put to shame in a moment. (ESV)
New City Catechism Q. 8. http://newcitycatechism.com/new-city-catechism/#8
 My son, be attentive to my wisdom;
incline your ear to my understanding,
 that you may keep discretion,
and your lips may guard knowledge.
 For the lips of a forbidden woman drip honey,
and her speech is smoother than oil,
 but in the end she is bitter as wormwood,
sharp as a two-edged sword.
 Her feet go down to death;
her steps follow the path to Sheol;
 she does not ponder the path of life;
her ways wander, and she does not know it.
 And now, O sons, listen to me,
and do not depart from the words of my mouth.
 Keep your way far from her,
and do not go near the door of her house,
 lest you give your honor to others
and your years to the merciless,
 lest strangers take their fill of your strength,
and your labors go to the house of a foreigner,
 and at the end of your life you groan,
when your flesh and body are consumed,
 and you say, “How I hated discipline,
and my heart despised reproof!
 I did not listen to the voice of my teachers
or incline my ear to my instructors.
 I am at the brink of utter ruin
in the assembled congregation.”
 Drink water from your own cistern,
flowing water from your own well.
 Should your springs be scattered abroad,
streams of water in the streets?
 Let them be for yourself alone,
and not for strangers with you.
 Let your fountain be blessed,
and rejoice in the wife of your youth,
 a lovely deer, a graceful doe.
Let her breasts fill you at all times with delight;
be intoxicated always in her love.
 Why should you be intoxicated, my son, with a forbidden woman
and embrace the bosom of an adulteress?
 For a man’s ways are before the eyes of the LORD,
and he ponders all his paths.
 The iniquities of the wicked ensnare him,
and he is held fast in the cords of his sin.
 He dies for lack of discipline,
and because of his great folly he is led astray. (ESV)