of a psalm

Oh my soul, know the Lord,

He is the Lifter of your head,

The satisfaction you require,

The Lord is enough,

What shall you want?

The Lord is your banner,

Raise Him high

And rest under Him.

Strong is the Lord in battle,

He is the Victor,

Who is glorious like Him?

Selah

He who reigns on high

Searches the face of the earth,

And looks into the hidden hearts;

Who can escape the Lord?

If I make my bed in Sheol,

You are there!

Selah

So, search me, O God;

No offering I bring

But that of a contrite heart,

For this pleases the Lord.
His steadfast love endures,

There is none like the Lord.

He will gladden the heart

Who seeks after Him;

There is no lack in Him,

Taste and know He is good!

Oh my soul, know the Lord,

He shall lift your head,

He shall satisfy,

He is Your reward,

And you shall want no more.

Search me