Oh LORD! Pull Off Their Masks!
Today, in my prayer time, I found myself beseeching and asking of the LORD to pull the masks and covers off the people I associate myself with and to put an end to their charades and disgrace their masquerades.
Too many of us suffer needlessly; heartbroken, bewitched and bamboozled by internal enemies.
They conspire against us, deceitful and wicked. What they absolutely mean, is no good.
They come with gifts and pretty smiles, but they are ravenous wolves, snakes that slither under cloaks.
Wicked people. In front of us their words are sweet and enticing, but behind our backs they’re bitter as gall, sharp and piercing. Wicked people! Beware of them!
“Destroy, O LORD, and divide their tongues: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof: mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it.
Wickedness is in the midst thereof: deceit and guile depart not from her streets.
For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him: but it was thou, a man mine equal, my guide, and mine acquaintance.
We took sweet counsel together, and walked unto the house of God in company. Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them.
As for me, I will call upon God; and the LORD shall save me. Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.
He hath delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was against me: for there were many with me. God shall hear, and afflict them, even he that abideth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, therefore they fear not God.
He hath put forth his hands against such as be at peace with him: he hath broken his covenant.
The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn swords.
Cast thy burden upon the LORD, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved. But thou, O God, shalt bring them down into the pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half their days; but I will trust in thee,” Psalm 55:9-23.
“Do not keep silent, O God!
Do not hold Your peace, and do not be still, O God!
For behold, Your enemies make a tumult; and those who hate You have lifted up their head. They have taken crafty counsel against Your people, and consulted together against Your sheltered ones.
They have said, “Come, and let us cut them off from being a nation, that the name of Israel may be remembered no more.”
For they have consulted together with one consent; they form a confederacy against You.
Deal with them as with Midian, as with Sisera, as with Jabin at the Brook Kishon, who perished at En Dor, who became as refuse on the earth.
Make their nobles like Oreb and like Zeeb. Yes, all their princes like Zebah and Zalmunna, Who said, “Let us take for ourselves The pastures of God for a possession.”
O my God, make them like the whirling dust, like the chaff before the wind! As the fire burns the woods, and as the flame sets the mountains on fire, So pursue them with Your tempest, and frighten them with Your storm.
Fill their faces with shame, that they may seek Your name, O LORD. Let them be confounded and dismayed forever; yes, let them be put to shame and perish, that they may know that You, whose name alone is the LORD, are the Most High over all the earth,” Psalm 83.
Shalom
~ Syreeta Thomas
Syreeta Thomas