“Your statutes have been my songs
in the house of my sojourning.” Psalm 119:54
Yes, Lord, that your word would be my song,
That I would sing your word as I quarter in this house,
That your word would last longer in me than even I do,
That you, your name, would receive bright glory
As your words are sung in notes over the reaches of the earth.
That those who grieve with tears today
Would find those very tears turn to healing ointment,
Filled with You.
That doubts would be exposed as the enemy’s
Faulty weapons, dulled and off-mark.
And may your words be my songs
In the house of my sojourning.