8 My heart is steadfast, God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing and chant praise.
9 Awake, my soul; awake, lyre and harp! I will wake the dawn.
10 I will praise you among the peoples, Lord; I will chant your praise among the nations.
11 For your love towers to the heavens; your faithfulness, to the skies.
12 Show yourself over the heavens, God; may your glory appear above all the earth. (NAB)
Father, I praise your mighty name.
You are the giver of all good things.
You gave your children the Israelites the land of Canaan.
You gave them cities they did not build.
Vineyards they did not plant, and fields they did not till.
Thank you Lord for all you have given me.
I have a house that I did not build.
I am blessed to work where the tilling was done long ago.
My I praise your name to all those around me.