Psalm
4: Joy
Amos Wilson (April 13,
2014)
The
world is full of wicked men
Who
lie, dishonor, cheat, and steal.
Pray
answer me, my God, again!
Hear,
and heed my cry to heal!
These
men give lawless sacrifice
They
will not – can not – trust in You.
They
will not heed the piteous cries,
They
doubt in God, and good, and truth
Yet
though this world is full of wrong,
I will
merry tunes employ.
I will
dance and sing sweet songs,
For
God has filled my heart with joy.
And
though the wicked harvest well,
Their
joy is naught compared with mine.
I
sleep in peace, and safely dwell,
For,
Lord, thy blood has made me Thine.
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