God, we love praising You
Who raised us from despair,
silencing rivals’ glee.
When we shouted “God, help!”
You restored us, drew us
out of deadly sinkholes.
Worship God with joyous music
all you loving, loyal people.
Love’s anger is rare and fleeting,
compassion holds strong forever.
Night-time sobbing? Sunrise smiles!
O God, we took You for granted,
bragged that we would never stumble.
No surprise we felt abandoned,
whimpering “O God we’re dying,
who will voice kudos in graveyards?”
You Transformed us, no more bawling,
now we laugh, dance, sing every day,
bursting with glad creative praise!
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