A Beautiful Sweet Song: A Psalm of BatYAH:
My warm loving heart is firm, O God, I will sing and chant a hymn with all my soul: Awake O guitar and drum! I will make music even with my soul: I will wake up the dawn: I will praise and thank Her/Him among the peoples, YAH, and I will sing to you among the nations: For great above the very heavens is Her/His loving-kindness, and until the upper heights is Your truth and devotion to me: Be exalted above heavens O YAH, and above all the earth Your glory: So that Your beloved ones may be released--let Your right hand reach out to me and save me and respond to me: S/He spoke through me, God's holy one, that I would exultingly divide up Shechem, and measure the Valley of Sukkoth, Gilead and Manasseh would be mine, Ephraim My chief stronghold, Avraham v' Sarah My scepter, Moab would be My washbasin, on Edom I would cast my shoe, I would raise a shout over Philistia: Who will bring me to Jerusalem, the fortified city? Who has led me unto Edom? Is it not You, O God, who has until now forsaken us? Grant us Your aid against our enemies: for the help of man is worthless: With God we shall triumph, S/He will trample our foes:
My warm loving heart is firm, O God, I will sing and chant a hymn with all my soul: Awake O guitar and drum! I will make music even with my soul: I will wake up the dawn: I will praise and thank Her/Him among the peoples, YAH, and I will sing to you among the nations: For great above the very heavens is Her/His loving-kindness, and until the upper heights is Your truth and devotion to me: Be exalted above heavens O YAH, and above all the earth Your glory: So that Your beloved ones may be released--let Your right hand reach out to me and save me and respond to me: S/He spoke through me, God's holy one, that I would exultingly divide up Shechem, and measure the Valley of Sukkoth, Gilead and Manasseh would be mine, Ephraim My chief stronghold, Avraham v' Sarah My scepter, Moab would be My washbasin, on Edom I would cast my shoe, I would raise a shout over Philistia: Who will bring me to Jerusalem, the fortified city? Who has led me unto Edom? Is it not You, O God, who has until now forsaken us? Grant us Your aid against our enemies: for the help of man is worthless: With God we shall triumph, S/He will trample our foes:
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