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Psalm 32

posted 24 Mar 2012, 09:32 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!