Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 63
Teach my sight to behold the truth
And only furnish it with lies for peace sake
When in guise I know of loyalty like Ruth
For rage to get not doubled and ache
Continuously in agony from the loss of one's youth
Give my sight Solomon's insight to judgement
Between confusion without a witness
Your sight light his to surface proper adjustment
And uplift his wit and nail to the cross his weakness
How people marvel of his poignant pronouncement!
Teach my sight of waiting on You
Through the tunnel of no end in dark
Unto others voice will I not grow anew
Even when mercy is the tarriest change that disembark
Nice is your treats when tolerance lives in blue
Give my sight Job's patience in forebearance
Friends and family scare him enough to death
Though heaven seize His grace appearance
Yet he holds onto the floor drawing his last breath
What an outstanding balance in adherence!
Teach me how to view striking force lightening fear
To the cheers of courage, keep my eyes open
New at each shot unfolding fright in sparkling sphere
That its winds blow up stances dirts reopen
And silent candid shots changing the atmosphere
Give me David's heart's sight
Whose desire lives in God fear and love
Even though nature never kill sin's appetite
Hearty care makes him one genuine belove
Who serve, praise and worship You with all his might
You wink; new phase opens its being
By which the very end from start be seen
You gaze; heavy rain, heaven strikes
Yonder sight's target echoing alikes
Without the influence of all existing nikes
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