(For Job, who understood)
God, preserve me from empty counsel,
Let the speech I hear be from You.
And keep the words I speak to others
Filled only with Your love and truth.
Let my counselors not be like those who preach
Without knowledge, like that of Job’s friends.
Fill my own words with thoughts straight from Your heart,
So my own won’t go on without end.
Gentle their words, so that they will not cause
My heart to more deeply bleed.
Give me Your wisdom and discernment,
That I may help others in need.
Let them not judge where they hearts have not been,
To take the place of my God.
Keep me from them, I ask You, dear Lord,
Their faces I don’t want to see.
And soften my heart, that another won’t say,
“Keep also that one far from me!”