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Psalm 34 (At All Times)
Take my thorns away, Lord.
I'm choked and starved and crushed.
And no one else around me
Has ever hurt so much.
I'm barely treading water now
And I'm drifting far from shore.
The current's getting ever stronger
And my weak body's getting sore.
At all times, I'll praise your name.
Between the waves, I'll spit out your praise.
Though thorns grip tight, I'll still delight
To boast of my God's fame.
The humble and the lowly, and any who know me
Will hear of my joy and proclaim
"Let's praise His name together!
We seek, He always hears.
Though our limits are pressed
Our Lord hears our requests
With Him we'll perservere!"
I feel haunted and alone,
I feel pressed on every side.
My own sins and those of others
All night long keep my eyes wide.
Through the flames I may not make it
If I do, just barely so.
My hypocrisies are rampant
Right between the hot and cold.
At all times, I'll praise your name.
From amidst the flames, I'll cough out your praise.
Though demons fight, I'll still delight
To boast of my God's fame.
When they look to Him, they marvel
And their faces show no shame.
The Lord hears the poor man's groaning
And has freed him from his woe.
God's host of angels are ready
To deliver the lost and alone.
"Let's praise His name together!
We seek, He always hears.
Though our limits are pressed
Our Lord hears our requests
With Him we'll perservere!"
- Lo Ru
