The wicked seem to be at rest
They are clothed in violence and pride
Yet desolation and terror awaits
When death surrounds their every side
O Lord forgive my foolish heart
For ever doubting you
O let us never be apart
My heart knows you are ever true
Who have I in heaven but you
You are the reason that I awake
There is nothing in this world I desire
I only live for your sake
My heart and my flesh they fail
And without you I can do nothing, no never
I shall trust and draw near to you
You are my strength and portion forever
Frank McEleny
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-73-2/
