Psalm 62:5-7  My soul, wait silently for God alone, for my expectation is from Him.  He only is my rock and my salvation; He is my defense; I shall not be moved.  In God is my salvation and my glory; the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

                                  Waiting in silence when I’m at peace,                                                    sitting with Jesus in sweet release.

With Him there’s a now–not only “sometime,” there’s a now in this silence–and now,  joy is mine.  Not joy that’s giddy or bubbling with sound, but joy that runs deep, deep in the ground; a sense of well-being in knowing all’s well, living the truth I’ve heard others tell.

There is such a thing as freedom from sin.  There is such a thing as peace deep within.  From clawing and scarring…from fear’s agony….there’s healing, there’s joy: there is such a thing as me going free.

I go free: the blest refrain soothes my restless mind.

I go free: He paid the price–the sins were mine.

The bleeding and the nails were for a purpose, not “for naught.”

It wasn’t just an empty act.

It was my freedom that He bought.

And I go free.

Psalm 62:1, 2, 8  Truly my soul waits for God; from Him comes my salvation.  He only is my rock and my salvation; He is my defense; I shall not be greatly moved.  Trust in Him at all times, you people; pour out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us.

It is wisdom, not narcissism,  that lays hold of the truth that the gospel applies to me.