Blessed are you who give yourselves over to God, turn your backs on the world's sure thing, ignore what the world worships. The world's a huge stockpile of God-wonders and God thoughts.Nothing and no one comes close to you!
I start talking about you, telling what I know, and quickly run out of words. Neither numbers or words account for you.
Doing something for you, bringing something to you, bringing something to you-thats not what you are after. Being religious,acting pious-thats not what you're asking for. Youve opened my ears so I can listen. So I answered 'I am coming'.
I am a mess. I am nothing and have nothing: make something of me. You can do it; you've got what it takes- but God dont put it off.
part of Psalm 40 from The Message