Page 18 - Your Extravagant Kindness

Sing, and praise the Eternal enthroned in holiness;
proclaim Godde's deeds throughout the nations.

In our blood we remember: the Holy One seeks us;
the faithful One never ignores the cries of the vulnerable.

My Guardian, see how I am afflicted!

Have mercy! Lift me up from the gates of death,

that I may declare your praise
at the gates of the holy habitation;
so that I may rejoice in your salvation.

We dig pits and fall into them
our feet are caught in the nets that we have hidden.

But you, Holy One, are known by your acts of justice;
our wickedness is ensnared by the work of our hands.

Let us pause and ponder these things.

Evil deeds sink down to the realm of the dead,
where souls try to forget Godde.

But Godde will never forget those in need;
the hope of the humble will never perish.

Arise, Holy One,

mortals have no strength without you;
your presence judges us …

Direct us, Eternal One,
reminding us that we are mortal.

Let us pause and ponder these things.