Psalm 151*
For the director of music. To the
tune of, “Joyful Thanksgiving.” Of Dan.
O God and Father of Whom joy surrounds
Your majestic throne;
My soul thirsts for Your presence
as one longing in a desert place alone.
Yet never solitary in these arid places;
deceptive wells are many; ever bitter.
I am a lost child in a crowded marketplace;
too easily sold to the highest bidder
and too quickly branded another’s servant.
But I will offer praise from lips parched;
thanksgiving from a heart that knows
its true master;
I will mount high upon the morning’s sunrise;
and in the bright of day,
proclaim the Lord’s sovereignty.
He is worthy of all praise,
He is the rising and mighty tower,
that provides safety, in a world adrift.
So sing with thanksgiving all ye people of God;
Sing with heart, soul and mind
for He is gracious to his children.
Sing, sing, sing…
O God and Father of Whom joy surrounds
Your majestic throne;
Our souls thirst for Your presence
as a people longing for the Water of Life.
* There are 150 Psalms… so, I figured mine to be 151 not as an addition but as a follower, longing to praise God! -DAN
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