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Deep Calls to Deep

Updated: Nov 27, 2020

Our beautiful maker knows our hearts. He knows and

understands that to be human is to struggle with feeling whole, feeling known and feeling happy. Our Savior knows that we often walk through life with broken hearts and bent heads. Often through valleys and storms. In His love and understanding, he gives us His word and His spirit, the

spirit that interprets the groanings of our heart and His word that can both feed and reflect our soul. Psalm 42 is one of these refections. The Psalmist provides word description for the tumult, and gifts us with truth for His shelter, he does not

neglect the dichotomy of the flesh and spirit.

Though we walk like ghosts in this life, distracted, busy,


though the stormy waves crash over us and shed tears

become a drowning ocean, we can remember.

The veil has been torn and we can commune with you.

We walk with you as children of the Most High King.

Through you, we have the victory over death,

By you, all things hold together

In you, we have shelter from the storm.

You’re the one who made the waves

You’re the one who made the WAY.

Deep calls to deep,

Let the roar of the living waters wash over us,

our strength and our salvation.

- SK


As a deer pants for flowing streams,

so pants my soul for you, O God.

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.

When shall I come and appear before God?

My tears have been my food day and night,

while they say to me all the day long,

“Where is your God?”

These things I remember, as I pour out my soul:

how I would go with the throng

and lead them in procession to the house of God

with glad shouts and songs of praise,

a multitude keeping festival.

Why are you cast down, O my soul,

and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,

my salvation and my God.

My soul is cast down within me;

therefore I remember you

from the land of Jordan and of Hermon,

from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep

at the roar of your waterfalls;

all your breakers and your waves have gone over me.

By day the Lord commands his steadfast love,

and at night his song is with me,

a prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God, my rock:

“Why have you forgotten me?

Why do I go mourning

because of the oppression of the enemy?”

As with a deadly wound in my bones,

my adversaries taunt me,

while they say to me all the day long,

“Where is your God?”

Why are you cast down, O my soul,

and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,

my salvation and my God.


A Puritan Prayer from The Valley of Vision


Give me a deeper repentance,

a horror of sin,

a dread of its approach;

Help me chastely to flee it,

and jealously to resolve that my heart

shall be thine alone.

Give me a deeper trust,

that I may lose myself to find myself in thee,

the ground of my rest,

the spring of my being.

Give me a deeper knowledge of thyself

as Saviour, Master, Lord, and King.

Give me deeper power in private prayer,

more sweetness in thy Word,

more steadfast grip on its truth.

Give me deeper holiness in speech, thought, action,

and let me not seek moral virtue apart from thee.

Plough deep in me, great Lord,

heavenly Husbandman,

that my being may be a tilled field,

the roots of grace spreading far and wide,

until thou alone art seen in me,

thy beauty golden like summer harvest,

thy fruitfulness as autumn plenty.

I have no Master but thee,

no law but thy will,

no delight but thyself,

no wealth but that thou givest,

no good but that thou blessest,

no peace but that thou bestowest.

I am nothing but that thou makest me,

I have nothing but that I receive from thee,

I can be nothing but that grace adorns me.

Quarry me deep, dear Lord,

and then fill me to overflowing

with living water.

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