O come, let us sing unto the Lord: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.
Psalm 95:1
Humdrum as my day may be,
I'll celebrate it gratefully.
Arthritic joints and laundry stale
will not my joyfulness impale.
For out of solid rock is hewn
salvation as my sacred boon.
A can of beans for my repast --
Still I am God's, both first and last!
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