God, thank You for being my hiding place. When all seems lost, I know I can run to your arms.
I know You are good even when I don’t see it.
Your Majesty and beauty goes before me. I see it in the ocean, the grains of sand. Your depth goes beyond all knowledge and wisdom. I trust in You and love You, Great and Wonderful God.
Psalms 22- Resting in Your Cleft
Like a resounding drum
So my cries are to You
The waves beating on the shore
I cry until I am blue
Despite my groans, I still trust
Holy God, You rescue me
From generation to generation You never fail
Your deliverance is what we see
Holy Holy Holy I sing
You are all I’ve got left
I stand and proclaim You
Resting in Your cleft
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