Listen to Forgotten Psalm by Richard Charles Stevens (Pray Remix)
Listen to Pray by Because Of Art
I shall not want
For green pastures and still waters
My soul hath bid restore
My light and my salvation
In stronghold forevermore
My rock
My fortress
Saviour
In whichever blessèd form
Dwells neath shelter
Of the most high
I adore
Dwells neath shelter
Of the most high
I adore
In the shadow of almighty
On the cusp of Aphrodite’s myrtle wreath
As the sparrow flies—My wide eyes prize
the hallowed sight bequeathed
Whosoever believeth
Thine heart be strengthened thousand fold
Good courage be thine red grape wine
Whence bled divine
Thine glory be untold
Thine glory be untold
Thine glory be untold
Thine glory be untold
In bold—The dead sea scrolls of old
foretold such righteous path
To bolster and uphold
Extol the most desirous heart
Prised apart—Thine cuirass cleft
Thence wept its finest art—And whence undressed
caressed the most decisive part
Prised apart—Thine cuirass cleft
Thence wept its finest art—And whence undressed
caressed the most decisive part
Wonderfully made
The praise of morning star rejoiced—Forgave
the night preceding dawn
In faith unchanged of heeded lore
Sustained redeem—The painted scene
Relaced the veins of shaded tree
To grace the plains with sacred theme
Remain unstated nevermore
Cascaded light
Paraded thine salvation
Thus bravely knighted skies inclined almighty elevation
Cascaded light
Paraded thine salvation
Thus bravely knighted skies inclined almighty elevation
I shall not want
For green pastures and still waters
My soul long since didst restore
My light and my salvation
In stronghold forevermore
My rock
My fortress
Saviour
In whichever blessèd form
Dwells in safety
Of the most high
I adore
Dwells in safety
Of the most high
I adore
Dwells in safety
Of the most high
I adore
As I gaze upon the beauty of the lord
My light and my salvation
In stronghold forevermore
My rock
My fortress
Saviour
In whichever blessèd form
Dwells in safety
Of the most high
I adore
As I gaze upon the beauty of the lord
In the shadow of almighty
On the cusp of Aphrodite’s myrtle wreath
As the sparrow flies—My wide eyes prize
the hallowed sight bequeathed
Whosoever believeth
Thine heart be strengthened thousand fold
Good courage be thine red grape wine
Whence bled divine
Thine glory be untold
In bold—The dead sea scrolls of old
foretold such righteous path
To bolster and uphold
Extol the most desirous heart
Prised apart—Thine cuirass cleft
Thence wept its finest art—And whence undressed
caressed the most decisive part
I shall not want
For green pastures and still waters
My soul long since didst restore
My light and my salvation
In stronghold forevermore
My rock
My fortress
Saviour
In whichever blessèd form
Dwells in safety
Of the most high
I adore
Dwells in safety
Of the most high
I adore
Dwells in safety
Of the most high
I adore
As I gaze upon the beauty of the lord
My light and my salvation
In stronghold forevermore
My rock
My fortress
Saviour
In whichever blessèd form
Dwells in safety
Of the most high
I adore
As I gaze upon the beauty of the lord
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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