A Psalm

Deer sweet Jesus
My Lord and Savior

Please attend your ear

Unto my prayer

Thank you 

For all you have done

Show me your mercy

As in the past you've done

For Battles rage

On every side

I feel as though

I want to hide

Satan himself 

Has laid a snare

From the wicked

I receive an evil stare

Give me strength

To carry through

These evil days

And I'll praise you

I'll open my mouth

For all to hear

Of your love in mercy

I'll say in every ear

I will sing praises

Both night and day

Follow your word

In every way

For you are my savior

You are my strength

I'll stick with you

At infinite length

The wicked will fall 

Into their own trap

Their evil schemes

Return to their lap

But the righteous man

Shall you deliver

From the snare of the fowler

From the evils quiver

Many and great

Your tender mercies are

I'll sing of them all

Both near and far

Dear sweet Jesus

My Lord and Savior

Attend your ear

Unto my prayer