Poem of a Psalm 104
While the lonely grow more desperate,
And the evil ones seek to look more right,
I shall give praises to the one who made us separate,
Jesus Who bought our freedom from hell, all who believe in Him,
in His promises, paid by His blood, we shall be satisfied,
Our God has made this earth, remember this,
When you face reality and are alone,
Bow before the King of kings,
Trust upon his will, and ye shall not have a single broken bone.
For He will order angels to hold you,
You shall not stumble against any stone,
Trust only the source of what is true,
surrender your life, oh sinner, and humbled, bow before His throne!
