Rendition of Psalm 16I 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.
This one has such a slow, peaceful feeling.
My FAVORITE psalm and wow -- so very beautiful...
My heart and soul are smiling this morning ❤️ Thank you.