Psalm 0002
LORD, may your name be first on my tongue And let it be so long before dawn And each time I awake at, or far from home, How comforting it is to say Abba, my own There is no other; Whom can I rely upon I am the littlest lamb in your flock So many dangers beset us not yet weaned Off that pure milk; You lead us to pastures Replete with the choicest morsels, clean And life-giving waters... The rod and the staff: O the rod of Aaron that budded almond buds Blossomed into promises we might chew upon... Sign in to see full entry.