The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom then shall I fear?
The Lord is the strength of my life, of whom then shall I be afraid?
When the wicked came, ready to eat me up,
down they fell in the dust.
Though armies come against me, I will not fear,
my heart shall trust in God.
One thing have I asked of God, one thing I seek,
to dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life,
to gaze on the beauty of the Lord’s face,
to wait on his will in his temple.
In the day of trouble he will hide me
and set me safely on a high rock,
in the hidden place of his dwelling.
And so I will make my offering with gladness,
I will sing and make music to the Lord.
My heart speaks your words: Seek my face:
I will, my Lord, I will gaze on the glory of your countenance.
Do not turn away your face from me,
O my helper, do not forsake me.
Even if father and mother forsake me,
the Lord will keep me safe.
Teach me your way, Lord,
let me walk in safety among the traps of the violent.
I believe that I shall see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.
You too, tarry, be strong and he shall comfort your heart:
wait patiently for the Lord to turn his face towards you in blessing.
tRuth 2016
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