Apocrypha: Psalm 30 Poem by Gert Strydom

Rejoicing I want to sing a song of Zion to You
as You still have got control of every thing,
where in unemployment You do constantly provide for me,
where You do constantly notice my misery and cares,
where You do look at me with affection,
You do put governments in place and let them fall eternally,
alone You are the ruler of the universe,
and here I pray and wait on You to bring the salvation
as You still have got control of every thing.