Every now and then I like to write poetry. This comes from the 103rd Psalm.
Bless the LORD, O my Soul,
my lips His worth I now extol
From within this feeble frame,
I rise to bless His holy name
Forgetting not His benefits,
the only one of whom my praise is fit
You’ve forgiven all my iniquity
You’ve given me new eyes to see
You’ve showered me in mercy
You’ve crowned my life with love in Thee
Bless the LORD, O my Soul,
my lips His worth I now extol
From within this feeble frame,
I rise to bless His holy name
Forgetting not His benefits,
the only one of whom my praise is fit
You know the weakness of my frame, like the dust from where I came
You know the evil of my games, the belittling of Your holy name
You know all this and still the same, You gave Your Son, my soul to save
From the manger to the grave, He blessed, He honored Thy holy name
Bless the LORD, O my Soul,
my lips His worth I now extol
From within this feeble frame,
I rise to bless His holy name
Forgetting not His benefits,
the only one of whom my praise is fit
Jesus Christ the blessed One, gave His life, my pardon won
The perfect son, the perfect man, in my place He took his stand
Obeyed your law at every turn, that for me, righteousness is earned
To the cross, He’s lifted high, heaven’s prince was crucified
Amid the horrors and the cries, Jesus drank damnation dry
Bless the LORD, O my Soul,
my lips His worth I now extol
From within this feeble frame,
I rise to bless His holy name
Forgetting not His benefits,
the only one of whom my praise is fit
Now the King has been raised on high, death’s been beaten, death has died
In Christ Jesus, forever accepted, united to him, I’m secure, I’m protected
I’m tasting now the springs of heaven, but long still more for eternal blessings
Bless the LORD, O my Soul,
my lips His worth I now extol
From within this feeble frame,
I rise to bless His holy name
Forgetting not His benefits,
the only one of whom my praise is fit
For as high as the heavens are above the earth
so great is your steadfast love toward your church
