MY FORETASTE

You O Lord 
Are the crown of my happiness 
My joy of life 
The keeper of my soul 

My enemies laugh at me
Because I fall on my face 
In the temple of the lord
While they condemn themselves 
With riotous living 

The pit opens its mouth
And swallows the wicked whole 
No one weeps or morn their death 
They vanish from the sunshine 
In the twinkling of an eye 

Who or what, can be compared 
To you O lord
You are the eternal God
Like the sand of the sea 
The stars of the sky
Your wisdom cannot be measured 

You canvas your love
Upon those that humble themselves 
Before your Majesty 
You feed your people with honey
And give them rest in the midst of the storm 

I am glad that you remembered me
In my times of trouble 
I am thankful that you casts my sins 
Into the sea
And with your love and kindness 
You've rescued me.

Wilford Barker.