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Psalm 32

posted 7 Feb 2012, 04:34 by Ben@theorderoftheblacksheep.com
A David Psalm
 1 Count yourself lucky, how happy you must be— you get a fresh start, 
      your slate's wiped clean. 

 2 Count yourself lucky— 
      God holds nothing against you 
      and you're holding nothing back from him. 

 3 When I kept it all inside, 
      my bones turned to powder, 
      my words became daylong groans. 

 4 The pressure never let up; 
      all the juices of my life dried up. 

 5 Then I let it all out; 
      I said, "I'll make a clean breast of my failures to God."

   Suddenly the pressure was gone— 
      my guilt dissolved, 
      my sin disappeared. 

 6 These things add up. Every one of us needs to pray; 
      when all hell breaks loose and the dam bursts 
      we'll be on high ground, untouched. 

 7 God's my island hideaway, 
      keeps danger far from the shore, 
      throws garlands of hosannas around my neck. 

 8 Let me give you some good advice; 
      I'm looking you in the eye 
      and giving it to you straight: 

 9 "Don't be ornery like a horse or mule 
      that needs bit and bridle 
      to stay on track." 

 10 God-defiers are always in trouble; 
      God-affirmers find themselves loved 
      every time they turn around. 

 11 Celebrate God
      Sing together—everyone! 
      All you honest hearts, raise the roof!