Psalm 32 - John Michael Talbot, The Monks of Little Portion Hermitage

The one who is sinless in the eyes of God

Is blessed indeed

Happy the man whose offense is forgiven

Whose sin is remitted

O happy the man to whom the Lord

Imputes no guilt

In whose spirit is no guile

I kept it secret and my frame was wasted

I groaned all the day long

For night and day Your hand

Was heavy upon me

Indeed, my strength was dried up

As by the summer’s heat

But now I have acknowledged my sins

My guilt I did not hide

I said: «I will confess

My offense to the Lord.»

And You, Lord, have forgiven

The guilt of my sin

So let every good man pray to You

In the time of need

The floods of water may reach high

But him they shall not reach

You are my hiding place, O Lord

You save me from distress

You surround me with cries of deliverance

I will instruct you and teach you

The way you should go

I will give you counsel

With My eye upon you

Be not like horse and mule, unintelligent

Needing bridle and bit

Else they will not approach you

Many sorrows has the wicked

But he who trusts in the Lord

Loving mercy surrounds him

Rejoice, rejoice in the Lord

Exult, you just!

O come, ring out your joy

All you upright of heart

Glory to the Father

And to the Son

And to the Holy Spirit

As it was in the beginning

Is now

And will be for ever

Amen