Tune: Binchester
('Happy are they, they that love God')
Psalm 57 v.7-11
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My heart is fixed, steadfast on you
O God, you my God true
I will sing and will give you praise
With melodies you raise
Awake, my tongue, and instruments
For I will praise Him hence
Bring psaltery and harp to play
Delight in worship's way
I will praise you, Lord, midst people
Sing to you midst them all
For your mercy great ever be
Your truth to the clouds, see
Your mercy great to the heavens
So be exalted then
O God, and let your glory be
Above the earth endlessly
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Author:
orchidee (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.6. metre.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments3
Really nice Orchi.
Thanks Jerry.
I just hope you are not talking about yourself here with all that singing and awakening of your tongue. If you have to praise Him, just yell it from a mountain-top! And promise not to sing!
Thanks Fred. lol.
I should make up my mind - am I gonna sing or not?!
Good one Orchi.
Thanks Gold.
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