Gary the Poet's Pen
Versatile Psalmist 57.0
The Air That I Breathe
Great is thy mercy and I shall continually praise Thee
I lift up my voice to the God who has saved even me,
Though this world may be doomed for its destruction
I will magnify Your name whenever I am given unction.
Even when the fire reigns down like dew from the skies
To punish the habitual transgressors and seal their demise,
I will reside in Your mighty wings and find a solid shelter
Only to reemerge after the mightiest of all the smelters.
Your mercy and grace will be to me a gift I can never repay
I will seek Your face to light my path and show me the way,
Let the angels who transcribe my life write down my will
I will chase after Your goodness with all diligence and skill.
My heart will not be troubled for it beats to glorify You
In all that I aspire to be and all that I ever hope to do,
Let my harp be lifted in a melody that stirs when it sings
Be the air in my lungs and the wind beneath my wings!
Written by Gary Cox 02/04/2020, to God be the glory