I will bless the Lord at all times; his praise shall continually be in my mouth.

Psalm 34:1 (NIV)

Upon the peaks where eagles fiercely soar,
I’ll bless the Lord with anthems bold and free,
His praise shall gleam on spires of porphyry,
A regal flame to burn forevermore.
Through marble vales where torrents shout His lore,
To emerald heights where ancient cedars plea,
My voice shall rise, a crown of victory,
A golden song no shadow can outpour.

When sin roars fierce and corruption’s tide ascends,
My hymn shall ring, a palace pure and whole,
Adorned with Christ, the might within that mends.
In redeemed souls where His blest Word is stored,
His glory reigns, a throne that never bends—
Eternal, splendid, harbored and restored.

Fools make a mock at sin: but among the righteous there is favor!

Proverbs 14:9 (KJV)

The fools in mirth make mock of sin’s deep stain,
With laughter blind, they dance on crumbling ground,
Their jests a shroud, their wisdom turned to vain,
While shadows cloak the ruin they have found.
Yet righteous hearts, with Christ upon the tree,
Find favor sweet where mercy’s arms extend,
Crucified, they rise from death’s decree,
In Him their souls and brokenness transcend.
Sin’s weight, a fool’s delight, they cast aside,
But grace, to those who kneel, becomes their crown,
Through blood and cross, the faithful will abide,
Where favor reigns, no scorn can pull them down.
So let the mockers jeer, their end is near,
While righteous stand in love’s eternal sphere.