Psalm 43

1-2 Clear my name, God; stick up for me against these loveless, immoral people.
Get me out of here, away
from these lying degenerates.
I counted on you, God.
Why did you walk out on me?
Why am I pacing the floor, wringing my hands
over these outrageous people?

3-4 Give me your lantern and compass,
give me a map,
So I can find my way to the sacred mountain,
to the place of your presence,
To enter the place of worship,
meet my exuberant God,
Sing my thanks with a harp,
magnificent God, my God.

5 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul?
Why are you crying the blues?
Fix my eyes on God—
soon I'll be praising again.
He puts a smile on my face.
He's my God.

Jenn: "He puts a smile on my face. He's my God." =) It is impossible to put into words the experience of being daily in God's presence. The reverberating lil' jumps of joy in yr heart that persists through the mundanity, sorrow, anger, happiness, fear, dread...through all situations. In this life there will be many ups and downs...yet no matter how painful a situation in future may be...i know there'd never be a moment that i will be completely helpless or alone, cos the Lover of my Soul is always there by my side. Even when all that's left is my soul and His, that is enough.