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Created on: July 28, 2008
Psalm of Deliverance
When I cried out to God in my deepest dark despair,
I found a compassionate LORD who truly cared about me,
My friends and my family.
Whenever I call out to the LORD in my thoughts
In the middle of the night, He watches over me
Until dawn's earliest light.
Has God's mercies ceased to flow like the waters
Running into the sea?
Will the LORD my God ever leave or forsake
Me and my loved ones?
Truly God will listen to my prayers,
And heal my soul from dark despair.
I will rejoice in the LORD throughout
The ending of my earthly days.
By His guiding hand, my thoughts
And words never need to stray.
From the fear of death and the
Grave He has delivered me,
My friends and my family.
Blessed be the LORD God almighty,
From my inner most secret thoughts
And fears, He delivered me.
He paid my sin's debt penalty
On the Cross of Calvary.
My thoughts will focus on whatever
Is pure and holy, clean and lofty.
The LORD will cleanse my contaminated mind,
By filling it with His HOLY Love divine!
When the trumpet of the LORD shall sound,
And earthly time shall be no more,
With the redeemed saints of the LORD,
I will meet with them on heaven's
Hallowed shores!
Freedom! Freedom! My thoughts will be.
Through the windows of my mind,
You liberated me!
You lead me to your saving grace.
In my mind's eye-I shall behold
Your glory face to face!
I shall dream of your mercy and love.
Your angels will protect me in
My dream world through out the night
Until dawn's early light!
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