There is a river,

 the streams whereof

 shall make glad the city of God,

 the Holy place of the tabernacles of the Most High.

 We are the "Tabernacles of the Most High".

 We are the pleasure for which He died.

 He is the reason ww live,

 there is no one and nothing else 

 to whom we should give

 our hearts, our lives to

 O God, than You.

Because You dwell in the midst of us,

 we shall not be moved -

 You shall help us, and that right early.

We shall be still, that we may know You.

You make war to cease,  in me.

 You give me prace,  joyfully. 

 You destroy all my enemies  - 

 Death, Hell and the Grave.

 Your hand is not too short that it cannot save.

 You crush my resistance 

  to all that is righteous and holy.

 O my God -;defeat my heart, my soul, 

   defeat me!

May I be the spoil

 of the war that rages        in my home -

   so much resistance  to the love

                You've shown -

 

I've defined myself 

   by my earthly,  fleshly, daddy

  full of lust and adultery. 

Now I want to model myself 

 after my God -  my Heavenly daddy. 

O God,  have Your way with me,

 in every moment of every day

 for the rest of my life

 till I cease to breathe.

O the redemption of my soul is precious!

O God, You will redeem my soul

 from the power of the grave -

I have not fallen so far that You cannot save

       Blow

                 the power of sin and death 

far away

 by the power of Your blood and breath.

O Lord - all the fowls of the mountains 

 and the wild beasts of the field,  are Thine.

I will call on You in the day of trouble 

You will deliver me

You will rescue me

 and I in turn

       will glorify Thee - 

And Your glory shall shine

 brightly for all the heathen to see

  and they shall fear

 and they shall tremble before Thee.

Now consider this  -  you who forget God,

 lest He tear you in pieces 

 and there be none to deliver  -

 Heed these words, grow wise and consider  - 

   offer sincere, heartfelt praise to Him

 perhaps He will yet turn and deliver you.

Set your conversation sprightly 

 Salvation will be yours -

   when you cry out by day, and nightly -

 To the Most High, 

  The lover of your soul -

 Believe on Him

 that you may be made whole...