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A Song of God’s Majesty and Love

A praise of David.

1 I will exalt you, my God, O king, and I will bless your name forever and ever. 2 Every day I will bless you and praise your name forever and ever. 3 Great is Yahweh, and very worthy of praise, and his greatness is unsearchable. 4 One generation will laud your works to another, and will declare your mighty deeds. 5 On the splendor of the glory of your majesty, and on your wonderful deeds, I will meditate. 6 And they will speak of the power of your awesome deeds, and I will tell of your greatness. 7 They will utter the renown of your abundant goodness, and they will proclaim with joy your righteousness. 8 Yahweh is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and great in loyal love. 9 Yahweh is good to all, and his mercies are over all his works. 10 All your works will praise you, O Yahweh, and your faithful ones will bless you. 11 They will speak of the glory of your kingdom, and talk of your power, 12 to make known to the children of humankind his mighty deeds, and the glory of the majesty of his kingdom. 13 Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and your dominion endures throughout all generations. 14 Yahweh upholds all who are falling, and raises up all who are bowed down. 15 The eyes of all look hopefully to you, and you give them their food in due time, 16 opening your hand, and satisfying the desire of every living creature. 17 Yahweh is righteous in all his ways, and loyal in all his works. 18 Yahweh is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth. 19 He fulfills the desire of those who fear him; he also hears their cry for help, and saves them. 20 Yahweh protects all those who love him, but all the wicked he will exterminate. 21 My mouth will speak the praise of Yahweh, and all flesh will bless his holy name forever and ever. — Psalm 145 | Lexham English Bible (LEB) Lexham English Bible 2012 by Logos Bible Software. Lexham is a registered trademark of Logos Bible Software Cross References: Genesis 1:4; Genesis 1:30; Genesis 24:63; Exodus 34:6; Numbers 24:7; Deuteronomy 10:21; 1 Samuel 5:6; Psalm 5:2; Psalm 22:30; Psalm 31:19; Psalm 36:6; Psalm 96:3; Psalm 113:2; Psalm 119:137; Psalm 119:151; Psalm 146:8; Daniel 2:20; Matthew 19:17; John 9:31; Romans 11:33; 1 Timothy 1:17

Far far away where you can’t hear me cry

I hope you sit in your cold, lonely ice palace and think of the sun you forcibly shut out

In exchange for a place that provides you no warmth, no comfort

And when you spend another night shivering in the room you built

The song of tiny frogs and the sway of the palm trees a distant memory you long for

You remember that you packed your bags, convincing yourself you were alright with the cold

You bit frozen fruit because you decided that even paradise wasn’t good enough

But the only thorns that grow are the ones you planted yourself

You’ll tell everyone you were shut out

You had no choice but to build your ice castle

The thorns that grew were impossible to pass through

And you couldn’t possibly begin to cut them

But I know the truth

You made your uncomfortable, bone-chilling bed

Now lie in it

“I hope it’s cold”