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I will thank the Lord at all times,
As my mouth will always praise Him;
Because He erases my crimes,
As I confess when feeling grim.
My soul will boast about the Lord,
For those who are oppressed will hear;
Start to rejoice in one accord,
Inspiration has made it clear.
Praise to the greatness of the Lord,
Let us highly honor His name;
Show that He is loved and adored,
Shouting out while you proclaim.
I went to the Lord to assist,
Rescuing me from all my fear;
Anxiety seems to persist,
Since the darkness is so severe.
All who will be looking at Him,
His glory gives a brilliant glow;
Giving you a spiritual vim,
That everyone else will know.
Their faces will never show shame,
Regardless if as rich or poor;
The Lord knows each of us by name,
Saves from the trouble at the core.
For the messenger of the Lord,
Camps around those who revere God;
Their requests will not be ignored,
When showing they honor and laud.
Taste and see that the Lord is good,
Blessed to whom will take refuge;
Because of doing as they should,
Sheltering from the evil deluge.
You holy people revere the Lord,
If you fear you are not in need;
When remaining in one accord,
You will be able to succeed.
Young lions go hungry and lust,
But those who are seeking the Lord;
Because for putting of their trust,
Knowing they will get their reward.
Copyright © 2017 Richard Newton Sherrer
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Godly Boasting
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