Psalm 143

Psalm 143

Brian West

Chorus:
Answer me quickly, Lord,
My spirit is failing
Do not hide Your face from me
Or I'll be like those in the grave
Let me hear mercy, Lord,
Lovingkindness at daybreak
In Your way won't You lead me
For I trust in You to save

Hear my prayer, oh Lord,
Give ear to my pleading
Righteous and faithful You are
So answer my entreaty
Judge me not, oh Lord,
For I am still Your servant
No one alive is righteous in Your sight 

CHORUS

My enemy has pursued
My soul; my life he’s pulverized
Pushed in the dark like a tomb
Like those who long ago had died
My spirit weak and frail,
My heart inside is horrified
I cling to hope, rememb’ring the days of old 

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I meditate on Your deeds
I ponder what Your hands have done
Spread out my hands to receive,
I thirst as one in desert suns
I lift my soul to You,
Deliver me from enemies
I seek in You protection, rest and refuge

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Teach me to do Your will
You are my God, Your Spirit good
Leads me in level fields.
Revive me like You said you would
For Your name’s sake, oh Lord
In righteousness save from distress
Destroy my enemies; I am Your servant, oh Lord

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Psalm 32

Psalm 32

Brian West

Chorus:
The Lord who loves me whole
Longs to lead me
And guide me into His way
So I will bare my soul,
I will admit my sin
To receive His freedom and grace

Blessed are you whose sins are forgiven,
Whose wrongs are out of sight
Whose slate the Lord has wiped clean
And whose heart is empty of lies

When I was silent and swallowed my sin
My strength was drained away
Lord, Your hand was heavy on me
Like a summer's heat night and day 

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I didn’t hide from You my iniquity,
Showed You the evil within.
I confessed my transgression to You;
You forgave the guilt of my sin.

So let the godly pray to You
Whenever You may be found
When great waters flow in like a flood,
They may not be pulled in and drowned 

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You are my hiding place from trouble
You will preserve me
You surround me with victory songs;
Your deliverance we sing 

Lord, You instruct me and ever will teach me
The way that I should go;
You will give Your counsel to me,
Your eye on me wherever I go 

CHORUS

Don’t be a mule with no understanding,
A horse who has no sense.
They will never come near without
Bit and bridle to keep them in check. 

Many the sorrows that come to the wicked,
But those who trust the Lord
Are surrounded with unfailing love,
So rejoice, you upright in heart!

CHORUS

Sure Of

Sure Of

Brian West

I have been given a gift; I have been given a promise
The more I pour my heart out, the more it will heal.
Jesus is all that I need; He hasn't left me with nothing--
But if these songs ever came between Him and me,
I would walk away; I would walk away.

I have examined my priorities to discover one good thing,
The thing that I must will, just to be pure.
It doesn't matter what good songs I sing, if I choose not to obey
The words my blessed Master has given to me.
It's the love I must be sure of, the love I must be sure of.

You have been given a gift; you have chosen to promise
To lay down your life for a woman, like Christ for the church
Days are composed of the minutes; months are made up of the days.
How easy it gets to ignore her in so many ways
Just to drift away, just to drift away

You've got to nail down your priorities, the foundations of your soul,
The people and commitments you need to endure
It doesn't matter what good gifts you bring if you will not give each day
Your heart to whom the Master has given to you.
It's the love you must be sure of, the love you must be sure of.

'Cause when we examine our priorities and we find the few good things,
The people and commitments of which we are sure
No matter how we sacrifice our lives to the needy of each day,
If we lack love, it's dried up and blowing away.
It's the love we must be sure of, the love we must be sure of.

Source of the Wind

Source of the Wind

Brian West

Can you live with the mystery?
Can you explain all that's inside of me?
Is it foolish to base your living belief
Only on what we can measure to be?

I have been to the ending of my understanding,
Where myst'ry begins
If I limit my living to what I can master,
I close myself in
I'm turning my back on the Source of the Wind

Find your comfort in the thought that you're free
Make your choice now--choose your slavery
Dreams of money or an addict's retreat
Running away from reality

I face up to the challenge of hearing my calling,
His voice comes again
I am happy to bow down to Whom I have found now,
To let Him sink in
And find I am loved by the Source of the Wind