A poem on Psalm 25.
To You, O Lord, I lift my Soul;
in Trust, I seek Your full control.
Let not my foes triumph with glee,
nor Shame be cast on those like me.
The path of Truth is Yours to show, —
to guide the Humble as they go.
Your Mercy, Lord, of old remains;
forget my Sins, dissolve my Stains.
Good is the Lord; His ways are Just;
He leads the Meek—rewards their Trust.
His Covenant and Love are sure
for those whose Hearts and hands are pure.
Forgive my Guilt, so vast and wide, —
for Your great Name, my Hope and Guide.
He who fears God shall learn His Way
and dwell in Peace both night and day.
My eyes are Fixed upon the Lord,
who frees my feet and breaks the cord.
Turn to me, Lord; my Grief is near,
and fill my Heart with Mercy clear.
Behold my Pain—my Troubles see,
and take my Sins away from me.
Defend my life, Preserve my soul, —
Your Refuge is my only goal.
Integrity and Uprightness keep
my heart Secure in Trials deep.
Redeem Your people, Lord, I pray,
and Guide us on Your holy Way.
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