Monday Morning Washing in His Word

Psalm 116

Because You

Heard me

I love

You Lord

Death encompassed

And yet

Like Job

I cried

“O Lord,

Save me.”

Gracious, Righteous,

Merciful, Protector

Return and

Rest soul

My soul

Lives on

My work

Not done

Faith-walking

Through affliction

And He

Has heard

His bounty

Yields tokens

Of love

From my

Feeble heart

To His

Gracious One

Who gathers

His faithful 

Through death

Precious Ones

To Him

Thanksgiving sacrifices

Walk beside

The overflow

Of my

Grateful heart,

“Praise the Lord!”

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