Do I truly hope
in your words of life?
Do I rest in you
in the midst of strife?
Does my anger rise
when the wicked mock?
Do I comfort take
in your Word, my Rock?
Is there any joy
for me in your Word?
Is your law the source
of my songs you’ve heard?
If I do not call
on you in the night,
Do I then deserve
to be made aright?
