When you are grateful, pray this psalm to God, expressing honestly your deepest feelings.
I'm thanking you, God, from a full heart,
I'm writing the book on your wonders.
I'm whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy;
I'm singing your song, High God.
God's a safe-house for the battered,
a sanctuary during bad times.
The moment you arrive, you relax:
you're never sorry you knocked.
Be kind to me, God;
I've been kicked around long enough.
Once you've pulled me back
from the gates of death,
I'll write the book on Hallelujahs;
on the corner of Main and First
I'll hold a street meeting;
I'll be the song leader; we'll fill the air
with salvation songs.
Psalm 9, THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language. Copyright © 2002 by Eugene H. Peterson. Used with permission.
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