One Psalm

In the morning, my thoughts turn to you, Oh Lord! Gone are the nightmares, the confusion, and the fearful accusations of the evil one. I turn to you, the keeper of my soul and My redeemer... I rise with your praise on my lips, I walk on in the conquering name of Jesus, A child of silence and mystery, a son of the most high... Plunge me into your deep, that I might know you, Wash me clean in the waves of grace, that I might serve you. As clay in your hands, mold me into the image of the Son you love... I lay it all down before you! My life and every breath, My heart and every beat, My mind and every thought... Let the river of life flow from within me, Let it pour out unhindered, as from you, To quench the thirsty soul and bring healing... I trust only in you, You are my strength and my peace, The lover of my soul...

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