I’m writing the book on Your wonders.
I’m whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy;
I’m singing Your song, High God.(9:1-2)
I’m celebrating Your rescue.
I’m singing at the top of my lungs,
I’m so full of answered prayers.(13:5-6)
I’ve run for dear life to You.
I say to God, “Be my Lord!”
Without You, nothing makes sense.
what splendid friends they make!
Gods are not for sale.
I swear I’ll never treat god-names
And now I find I’m your choice!
You set me up with a house and yard.
And then You made me Your heir!
is confirmed by my sleeping heart.
Day and night I’ll stick with God;
I’ve got a good thing going and I’m not letting go.
and from the outside in, I’m firmly formed.
You canceled my ticket to hell—
that’s not my destination!