PSALMS OF PRAISE

Cave so dark, lifeless stones so cold, Ha! Just try our eternal God to hold!   Blessed life, dost now, impart to me, eternal God, forever, I abide in thee.   Praised be your Name eternal savior God…

In a dark time when my soul doth despair, ever by my side, my Lord thou art there.   Little ones, mouth agape, too pleased, O so pleased, me to devour, thou dost check, thou dost restrain, thou dost this my Lord, my Strong Tower.   In a dark time when my soul doth despair,

Eternal Father, My faith in you is not so steadfast, divers courses oft beguile. When Egypt flaunts its glory, when its learned gush forth their wisdom, be ever nearby, for then I thirst. Steadfast Father, Guide me back always, to that Wellspring of Truth. Counsel me; O that I might drink deeply at that Fount.

Friend, won’t you feed the Flock,thereunto the best of your stock, even blessed, blessed, Jesus talk. Do feed the Flock dear friend,our Lord’s blessed sheep do tend. Around the spot where you stand,please lend her a helping hand. In the space where you work all day,get under a brother or sister’s cross s’il vous plait.

O but from my heart to thine, these mundane words of mine.   Receive them my Lord, may your heart be glad, this little psalm’s from my heart, an outpouring it had.   You have placed in my heart, to you a passion to write, I shall thus ever compose, for your heart’s delight.  

Be strong in the Lord, in the power of His might, let His presence, beside, allay all your fright. Gird your waist, with truth, a breastplate of righteousness too, let the Gospel of Peace, in shoe leather, be preached through you. A shield of faith, in your hand, indeed thus stand strong, disdain, ever despise,

O thank You, great savior God, for the cinnamon, delicious— to taste and enjoy.   O thank You, great savior God, for the sunrise, majestic— to see a blessed new day.   O thank You, great savior God, for the music, harmonious— to hear a flight for the soul.   O thank You, great savior

Timeless Worker, great and grand, breath of God, his strong right hand.   How oft have I slighted and grieved you, One so dear, working to save me, and teach me holy fear.   I was formless and void, when first you hovered over my face, with designs for a holy purpose, chiseled in mercy

Gray beard, and stout, tattoos galore, such a one, I met, at the grocery store. He bagged, my stuff, as oft before, small talk, you know, I turned for the door.   God bless, I said, hey man be well, but today, this blessing, rang a discordant bell. God? Well ya’, whatever, bad sell, no

Holiness unto the Lord God Jehovah of Hosts today, even today, strain, ever strain to do justly, love mercy, walk humbly along the way. Jesus Christ is your Guide, His blessed Spirit you must, you must obey.   Love Him foremost, yea He, be your all-in-all, your Lord, Papa God in your heart, bless all