Where is the place of the anxious thought's?The churning's of the mind.I hear the Lord speak in a still voiceAnd strain to listenOver the clamorIt is thereAnd yetJust elusiveSuddenlyPeaceBut the wisdom That is from above Is first Pure, Then peaceable, Gentle, And easy To be intreated Full of mercy And good fruits Without partiality And without hypocrisy.The silence I longed forHas comeFull of mercyFull of mercyMy peaceI give to youNot as the worldGivesBlessed isThe manWho trustsIn the LordAnd whose hopeIs the LordFor he shall beLike a treePlanted by the watersWhich spreads outIt's rootsBy the riverAnd will not fearWhen heat comesBut it's leafWill be greenAnd will not beAnxiousIn the yearOf droughtNor will ceaseFrom yieldingFruit.~~~~~~~The great warThat rages InsideThe displacementAnd deathOf the old manThe natural manWho receives notNor can heThe seat ofBitternessAnd scornContentionHostilityAnd ill willDivisiveDestructiveRebelliousDamnableThe seat of corruptionThe throne of prideI willNotSubmitHearListenNor obeyI knowBetterI haveExperienceKnowledgeLearningIntelligenceI findFaultI can seeRight throughMy evilSpeakingJustifiedAnd YoursIrrationalI contendRightlyRighteouslyI apologizeFor no thingMy scornTrueMy slanderDeservingI exposeAnd search outMy suspicionAccuratePresumption Without error~~~~~~~~The heart isDeceitfulAboveAll thingsAnd desperatelyWickedWho can know it?IThe LordSearchThe heartITestThe mindEven to giveEvery manAccordingTo his waysAccordingTo the fruitOf his doings~~~~~~~~What is the allowanceOf evil ImaginationsUnder the dead mansSkinThe measure of controlAnd force thereofI shout in the streetsThat no one listensTo the rantsOf a dead manI weep notBut for myselfBut for my woundsThat I amSlightedOverlookedI pity myselfThe humble manSpeaksThe Lords thoughtWhen he himselfIs no longerIs forgottenThe measurementIs put awayAlong with his thoughtThe defenseTorn downThe offenseHis ownHumilityAnd embarrassmentNow it is notA prideOf ostentationOf happyDiscriminationOf rejoicingFrom perceivedPersecutionFor he knowsHe has not yetTastedThe lashThe huntingThe fierce angerTo sufferFor the Lords sakeIs the joy of StephenPummeled by the fury Of the heartAnd mindOf a PhariseeA rightAnd pureUnderstandingThat grievesOver the sameWickednessInbred inA human heartThat knowsJust as wellThat I tooAm a manOf unclean lipsIn truthCan sayForgive themFor they know notWhat they do~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Who shall ascend into the hill of the LORD? Or who shall stand in his holy place? He that hath clean hands, And a pure heart; Who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, Nor sworn deceitfully. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Search meO God And know My heart: Try me And know My thoughts:And see If there be Any wicked way In me And lead me In the way Everlasting. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~He shall receive the blessing from the LORD, And righteousness from the God of his salvation. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Against thee, Thee only, Have I sinned, And done this evil In thy sight: That thou mightest be Justified When thou speakest, And be clear when thou judgest. Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; And in sin did my mother conceive me. Behold, thou desirest truth In the inward parts: And in the hidden part Thou shalt make me to know wisdom. Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Make me to hear joy and gladness; That the bones which thou hast broken May rejoice. Hide thy face from my sins, And blot out all mine iniquities. Create in me A clean heart, O God; And renew a right spirit Within me. Cast me not Away From thy presence; And take not Thy holy spirit From me. Restore unto me The joy Of thy salvation; And uphold me With thy free spirit. Then Will I teach Transgressors thy ways; And sinners shall be converted unto thee.
