In these and other similar words each of us have probably beseeched (besought????) the Lord. I remember a nasty skid on an ice covered road sending me in the direction of a very large tree. "O Lord, not the tree!" was my cry.
We cry out, "Lord, save us" - but, of course, we do not want to allow the Lord to decide on the kind of saving that will occur. Save us, Lord, but in our way and in our time.
When you are working with God, it doesn't work that way.
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