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Psalm 30 – Poem
Thou will I glory,
for lifting me up;
rival, not over me,
not my foes, triumph.
Yahweh God, I cried,
Healed me from Sheol.
Helped, raised, spared, death sighed.
Pit, grave, survived soul.
Unto Yahweh sing
Holy, holiness.
Thou remembrance ring,
Faithful saints of His.
Divine rage, flights.
Divine grace, whole lives.
Weeping lasts one night.
Morning joy – that abides.
With God, I’m secure,
Never be shaken!
El’s mountain, stand sure,
God’s face hidden?
From my Lord, seek favor.
Does death, pit, profit?
Shall dust give thee praise?
Silence, truth forfeit.
Oh, merciful grace,
Helper, benefit.
Mourning turns to dance,
Sackcloth thou disused.
Gladness clothed, enhance;
My song not diffused.
Praise. Ever. advance.
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