Psalm 16—My old loves all return like birds to eat from my hands.

Rendition of Psalm 16

I came to shelter with you
Like you were the last hiding place left
While the rumbling world clattered down.
You are my God, what other home 
Have I but where you are?
What other family have I but yours?

Those who sell themselves 
To other gods will find that sorrow 
Billows all around them,
Steals in through the cracks,
And settles in quiet corners.

The Lord is my portion, my lot,
The cup I drink to the dregs.
The lines of my life lead here.
It is enough. I am content.

You teach me the way of life
By walking it with me.
You are always at hand, always before me,
So even when I slip, I will not fall,
And even when I fall, I rise.

My old loves all return 
Like birds to eat from my hands:
My gentleness, my quiet, the stillness
I spent so long running from, 
Settle around me in circles.

You save me from every pitfall.
You walk me in the path of life.
I didn’t know joy could run this full.

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