1 Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me,
for in you I take refuge.
I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings
until the disaster has passed.
2 I cry out to God Most High,
to God, who vindicates me.
3 He sends from heaven and saves me,
rebuking those who hotly pursue me—[c]
God sends forth his love and his faithfulness.4 I am in the midst of lions;
I am forced to dwell among ravenous beasts—
men whose teeth are spears and arrows,
whose tongues are sharp swords.5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
let your glory be over all the earth.6 They spread a net for my feet—
I was bowed down in distress.
They dug a pit in my path—
but they have fallen into it themselves.7 My heart, O God, is steadfast,
my heart is steadfast;
I will sing and make music.
8 Awake, my soul!
Awake, harp and lyre!
I will awaken the dawn.9 I will praise you, Lord, among the nations;
I will sing of you among the peoples.
10 For great is your love, reaching to the heavens;
your faithfulness reaches to the skies.11 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
let your glory be over all the earth.(NIV)
There shines a small light
on the horizon;
A promise of Hope,
Amidst the shadows.
My heart cries out to
That Hope.
With wings It rises,
and paints the tapestry
of dawn.
The sky is a flame of morning
So, sing.
Mix minor and major notes,
Sorrow, and joy together.
Sound a chorus of praise
To the Great Artist.
Let molten colours,
And sacred symphonies
birth courage
for a new beginning.
In Hope.
In God.
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