praise the Lord, this God!
May we always remember
what a blessing he is!
You forgive!
You heal!
You redeem!
You crown me!
You satisfy!
I am so satisfied, so full, so energized,
I could fly!
You see me among the oppressed,
those wandering like sheep with no shepherd.
I need you to work for my good
and to make me good.
That is what you showed Moses so long ago
and what you always show your people.
Yes, that goodness comes from your heart,
so gentle and kind,
so hard to get angry
because you love me do dearly.
Lord, I do not deserve it,
but you don't accuse or hold a grudge,
or treat me like I treat others,
how I treat you.
It's just who you are,
completely accepting and embracing
whoever seeks you out,
throwing out my sins
never to be seen again,
treating me like a long-lost son
so passionate because I am yours,
so gentle because you could easily blow me away.
I don't have long here, Lord,
and I won't really be remembered.
I'm just like stubble blown from a field.
So I will have to trust your love -
your never-ending love -
to keep me around,
to make things right for my children
and their children, and on and on,
to make good your good promises to me,
to remind me of the joy of doing it your way,
the right way.
Your good ways are firmly set so near me
and as far as I'll ever go.
They will always be over and above
every other plan or rule I can see.

King of angels!
Commander of all forces!
Creator and Owner of the universe!
Bless you!
Oh, bless him, my dear soul,
who sees even you.