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Published Date: October 31, 2014

Published Date: October 31, 2014

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A Psalm

In you I find peace my Lord
In you I find strength my God
I find contentment resting in Yahweh’s arms

Desires of the flesh consume me
They block out the light from Yahweh’s face
Until I find myself lost in an all too familiar place
I’ve heard this Siren song before, calling me,
Calling me further into the darkness
Where the face of my Savior is shrouded

The darkness envelops my heart
The Siren’s song pierces me with its dart
And I fall,
Fall in love with that which kills.

Then the Siren chills my bones.
Its tone is a chain around my soul
And I scream,
Scream for Yahweh to break my chains

Suddenly the blood red light of my Savior breaks through
The siren shivers at the voice of my God
The darkness trembles at the cry of my Lord
Sin is no match for the power of Yahweh
My chains melt away in the hands of my God

He pulls me out of the deathly abyss
Into his arms he pulls me near
He whispers a love song into my ear
Singing of his delight in me

Praise the Lord O my soul
All my inmost being, praise his holy name

May I never forget what Yahweh has done
Never ignore that still small voice saying,
No, don’t go,
Don’t follow the sound of the Siren.

In you I find peace my Lord
In you I find strength my God
I find contentment resting in Yahweh’s arms.

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