There are several precious verses in this psalm that I have committed to memory over the years. Somehow knowing David wrote this after his sin with Bathsheba and Uriah, his grief over facing his sin, speaks to me.

VERSE 7: Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.

As someone who grew up in Ohio I know how white snow can be. When the sun shines on the sparkling flakes covering the ground, it’s so white it hurts the eyes. You look across a snow-covered field and all you see is pure, glistening white. Whatever lies beneath is completely covered. There is nothing whiter than new fallen snow shimmering in the sun. I want to be like that it God’s eyes.

Hyssop reminds us of the salvation of Israel when it was used to put blood on the doorposts of their homes before the exodus. The salvation of God makes us as clean and pure as new-fallen snow in the sunlight.

VERSE 10; Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.

I pray this verse on my way to church on Sundays. I want my worship of God to come from a clean heart, my spirit steadfastly focused on Him so that my worship is acceptable to Him and brings Him joy.

VERSE 12: Restore to me the joy of my salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.

On days when I am discouraged or feel over-whelmed, I pray this verse. It’s on those days I realize I’ve lost the joy of knowing my sins are forgiven. And losing that joy opens the door for discouragement and the overwhelming feelings I experience. Often, the hardest part of this verse to pray is the “grant me a willing spirit” part. Praying that means I have to let go of the discouragement and negative thoughts and feelings, and allow God to sustain me. It’s the “not my will” kind of prayer I find difficult to pray sometimes. But I pray this verse, and God always restores the joy.

VERSE 17: The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.

When during a time of worship I find myself thinking about whether or not to raise my hands, clap, or smile, I remind myself of this verse. God looks on my heart. And I want my heart to be broken because of sin, repentant and humble, knowing that is worship He will not despise.

Finally, VERSE 15: O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will declare your praise.

May this be true in my life every day. May I be quick to praise the Lord. He deserves nothing less!