Psalms

¹ I give you all the credit, God— you got me out of that mess, you didn't let my foes gloat.

² and you put me together.

³ gave me another chance at life when I was down-and-out.

⁴ Thank him to his face!

⁵ a lifetime there is only love. The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter.

⁶ I crowed, "I've got it made.

⁷ He made me king of the mountain." Then you looked the other way and I fell to pieces.

⁸ I laid my case before you:

⁹ auction me off at a cemetery yard sale? When I'm 'dust to dust' my songs and stories of you won't sell.

¹⁰ Help me out of this!"

¹¹ into whirling dance; You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers.

¹² I can't keep quiet about you. God, my God, I can't thank you enough.