1: I love you, GOD- you make me strong.
2: GOD is bedrock under my feet, the castle in which I live, my rescuing knight. My God--the high crag where I run for dear life, hiding behind the boulders, safe in the granite hideout.
3: I sing to GOD, the Praise-Lofty, and find myself safe and saved.
4: The hangman's noose was tight at my throat; devil waters rushed over me.
5: Hell's ropes cinched me tight; death traps barred every exit.
6: A hostile world! I call to GOD, I cry to God to help me. From his palace he hears my call; my cry brings me right into his presence--a private audience!
7: Earth wobbles and lurches; huge mountains shake like leaves, Quake like aspen leaves because of his rage.
8: His nostrils flare, bellowing smoke; his mouth spits fire. Tongues of fire dart in and out;
9: he lowers the sky. He steps down; under his feet an abyss opens up.
10: He's riding a winged creature, swift on wind--wings.
11: Now he's wrapped himself in a trenchcoat of black-cloud darkness.
12: But his cloud-brightness bursts through, spraying hailstones and fireballs.
13: Then GOD thundered out of heaven; the High God gave a great shout, spraying hailstones and fireballs.
14: God shoots his arrows--pandemonium! He hurls his lightnings--a rout!
15: The secret sources of ocean are exposed, the hidden depths of earth lie uncovered The moment you roar in protest, let loose your hurricane anger.
16: But me he caught--reached all the way from sky to sea; he pulled me out Of that ocean of hate,
17: that enemy chaos, the void in which I was drowning.
18: They hit me when I was down, but GOD stuck by me.
19: He stood me up on a wide-open field; I stood there saved--surprised to be loved!
20: GOD made my life complete when I placed all the pieces before him. When I got my act together, he gave me a fresh start.
21: Now I'm alert to GOD's ways; I don't take God for granted.
22: Every day I review the ways he works; I try not to miss a trick.
23: I feel put back together, and I'm watching my step.
24: GOD rewrote the text of my life when I opened the book of my heart to his eyes.
25: The good people taste your goodness, The whole people taste your health,
26: The true people taste your truth, The bad ones can't figure you out.
27: You take the side of the down--and-out, But the stuck-up you take down a peg.
28: Suddenly, GOD, you floodlight my life; I'm blazing with glory, God's glory!
29: I smash the bands of marauders, I vault the highest fences.
30: What a God! His road stretches straight and smooth. Every GOD-direction is road-tested. Everyone who runs toward him Makes it.
31: Is there any god like GOD? Are we not at bedrock?
32: Is not this the God who armed me, then aimed me in the right direction?
33: Now I run like a deer; I'm king of the mountain.
34: He shows me how to fight; I can bend a bronze bow!
35: You protect me with salvation--armor; you hold me up with a firm hand, caress me with your gentle ways.
36: You cleared the ground under me so my footing was firm.
37: When I chased my enemies I caught them; I didn't let go till they were dead men.
38: I nailed them; they were down for good; then I walked all over them.
39: You armed me well for this fight, you smashed the upstarts.
40: You made my enemies turn tail, and I wiped out the haters.
41: They cried "uncle" but Uncle didn't come; They yelled for GOD and got no for an answer.
42: I ground them to dust; they gusted in the wind. I threw them out, like garbage in the gutter.
43: You rescued me from a squabbling people; you made me a leader of nations. People I'd never heard of served me;
44: the moment they got wind of me they listened. The foreign devils gave up;
45: they came on their bellies, crawling from their hideouts.
46: Live, GOD! Blessings from my Rock, my free and freeing God, towering!
47: This God set things right for me and shut up the people who talked back.
48: He rescued me from enemy anger, he pulled me from the grip of upstarts, He saved me from the bullies.
49: That's why I'm thanking you, GOD, all over the world. That's why I'm singing songs that rhyme your name.
50: God's king takes the trophy; God's chosen is beloved. I mean David and all his children--always.