Poem of a Psalm 65
The splendor of Thy loving kindness,
Is more precious than all the silk to me,
You brought me up from a deadly silence,
And planted me next to the olive tree..
I see Your goodness all around thee,
In a dry and weary land,
Where no friends and family sorrounds me,
My Lord has put me on a rock to stand,
How come ye people do not know Him?
For He created all living beings,
Soon or later we will all stand together,
In His Judgement day, to answer for all things...
