My Psalm of Praise

All nature remembers the goodness of the Lord,
        the Lord reigns over all.
The dew awakes each day to the goodness of God,
        he recalls the Lord's provision.
The hummingbird finds his early drink
        exactly as the day before.
Each look to the Lord, none go their own way.

Man, in his pride, wonders about.
        He knows not where he goes.
Full of understanding,
        he imagines great things,
Great things without understanding,
        great things that explain nothing.

But I am poor and needy,
        empty of any great thing.
I know the truth of thy Word,
        the power of thy revelation.
As the bird who found her nest,
        I come to rest in thee.

How many times have I failed thee?
        Where is faithfulness?

Thou art a friend to sinners
        and a counsellor to the feeble.
Thy salvation is new each day,
        thy mercy never fails.

Praise is indeed due thy name,
       perfect praise.
I praise thee for all thy goodness,
        thy goodness and mercy.
Let all who know forgiveness
        sing songs of praise to the Lord our God!