From Psalm Five
I cry out to You
Lord, from a lonely desert
You always hear me
It brings You no joy
Seeing Your children ensnared
By evil vices
Like a burnished shield
Cover us with protection
Praise Your Holy Name
I cry out to You
Lord, from a lonely desert
You always hear me
It brings You no joy
Seeing Your children ensnared
By evil vices
Like a burnished shield
Cover us with protection
Praise Your Holy Name