PSALM 116

2–3 minutes

I love the Lord, for He hath heard my plea,
My voice in supplication, full and free.
He bent His ear to me in gracious might,
Thus all my days I’ll call His name aright.

The fear of death enveloped me with dread,
The pangs of Sheol gripped my weary head.
I found but trouble, grief in all my way,
Then cried unto the Lord without delay.

O Lord, I pray Thee, save my soul from pain,
Deliver me from bonds that tightly chain.
For gracious is the Lord, and righteous He,
Our God shows mercy everlastingly.

The Lord preserves the simple in His care;
When I was low, He helped me in despair.
Return, O soul, thy rest to surely claim,
For God hath dealt with thee in gracious frame.

Thou snatched my soul from death’s dark, yawning maw;
Mine eyes from tears, my feet from fatal flaw.
I’ll walk before the Lord in living spheres,
Amid the quick, released from all my fears.

I trusted Him, and therefore have I said,
Though sore afflicted, faith not fled or dead.
In haste I spake, all men are liars vile,
Deceivers spinning all their webs of guile.

What shall I render to the Lord so grand,
For all His bounties to me seem unplanned?
The cup of free salvation’s grace I’ll raise,
And call upon His name through all my days.

My vows I’ll pay unto the Lord with fire,
Before His people, in their full attire.
How precious to Him death of saints remains,
Who cross from shadows into bright light’s gains.

O Lord, Thy servant am I, firm and sure,
The son of Thy handmaid, in grace secure.
Thou loosed my bonds, cast off my chains of night,
And set me in Thy liberating light.

Thanksgiving’s sacrifice to Thee I’ll give,
And in Thy name with ardent zeal I’ll live.
My vows before Thy folk I’ll duly keep,
In midst of them, Thy promises I’ll reap.

Within the courts of Thy majestic dome,
In thee, Jerusalem, my spirit’s home.
Praise ye the Lord, let hallelujahs peal,
And soar to skies with everlasting zeal.

This Poetic Paraphrase from the Original Hebrew text is a creative yet faithful rendering, structured in iambic pentameter (ten syllables per line with unstressed-stressed rhythm) and rhyming in an AABB scheme, all while retaining a touch of the thundering sound of the King James. Grok’s AI engine was utilized in research and translation and edited by me for consistency.