have a way, and by Godís Hand it is secure.
me into the valley O Lord,
the springs abound and the fruit is plentiful;
Your light shines over me and darkness never seeps in.
me in Thy hidden place shaped for me,
the rock formed through the ages for this time.
will sing beside the river which passes,
wonders of Thy love,
I will praise You here in this place of comfort given me.
the trees that line the trail lift up their voices in echo,
may all creation rejoice in Your presence.
under the ridges of Thy rock, I live;
I work and worship You O God;
is the place Your Hand has made for me;
I rest and abide in You,
the hills have stopped their movement,
all is at peace.
to God under the ridges of His rock.
the Name of The God Most High.
Here I Rest by Ronhales Read: Psalm 116:7