1: Count yourself lucky, how happy you must be--you get a fresh start, your slate's wiped clean.
2: Count yourself lucky--GOD holds nothing against you and you're holding nothing back from him.
3: When I kept it all inside, my bones turned to powder, my words became daylong groans.
4: The pressure never let up; all the juices of my life dried up.
5: Then I let it all out; I said, "I'll make a clean breast of my failures to GOD." Suddenly the pressure was gone--my guilt dissolved, my sin disappeared.
6: These things add up. Every one of us needs to pray; when all hell breaks loose and the dam bursts we'll be on high ground, untouched.
7: GOD's my island hideaway, keeps danger far from the shore, throws garlands of hosannas around my neck.
8: Let me give you some good advice; I'm looking you in the eye and giving it to you straight:
9: "Don't be ornery like a horse or mule that needs bit and bridle to stay on track."
10: God--defiers are always in trouble; GOD-affirmers find themselves loved every time they turn around.
11: Celebrate GOD. Sing together--everyone! All you honest hearts, raise the roof!