With all my heart I praise You Lord,
I will tell of the wonders You’ve done.
Because of You I will sing with joy,
I will sing praises to the Holy One.
My enemies fall down when You appear,
Your judgements are honest and fair.
You’ve judged in my favour, condemned the wicked,
No longer will my enemies be there.
Seated on the throne, You are King forever,
You judge Your people fairly.
The downtrodden can run to You,
And You treat them o so tenderly.
So tell every nation what God has done,
He hears the cries of the oppressed.
But punishes those who do wrong,
And all who have transgressed.
Rescue me from death, be merciful to me,
Please hear my cry of despair.
Because death is the destiny of the sinful.
Let the wicked fall in their own snare.
Don’t let the nations defy You, my Lord,
Make them afraid; let them know they are weak.
Have them stand trial, bring judgement on them,
Let them know that their future looks bleak.
© Doug McVicar – 18th January 2009