This exegetical poem is based on Psalm 32:1-7.
Blessed are those who are forgiven, —
those sins whom God covers.
Blessed are those to whom grace is given, —
those whom the Lord recovers.
For when in crumbling depression, —
through all my inward groaning, —
I thought this the Lord’s repression,
my misery continually growing.
Yet to the Lord I confessed my sins, —
not a one did I try to justify.
I said, “With my sins let me begin,”
and He forgave the sins I decried.
Therefore, let all the saints offer Him prayers
before the hour of His judgement;
for it shall be like a rush of great waters,
unable to escape His wrath repugnant.
For God alone is refuge from His wrath, —
He is our preservation from all danger.
He shall deliver us into the aftermath, —
surrounding us with His gracious nature.