A poem inspired by Psalm 103
Written: April 12th, Tuesday, 2022
By: Matthew Krogstad

As high as the heavens reach,
so great is Your steadfast love.
With Your word, O Spirit, teach,
that I may fear the Lord above.

My soul shall bless Your name!
All that is within, my life`s aim.
The chords of my soul flow in motion,
to You, whose mercy outweighs the ocean.

As far as the east is from the west,
my sin and guilt are no more.
With my lips I will continually bless,
He who took the veil and tore.

All my iniquities forgiven in Him,
satisfied with good all my days.
Dealt not according to my sin,
its memory no longer shall stay.

Your compassion is on those who are dust,
our days are like the fleeting grass.
Fearing You in all our ways, we must.
As You lead us to glory at last!

Clothed with strength as we keep Your word,
Your righteousness we now attain.
Our vision is clear, no longer blurred,
the world behind; heaven our gain!

O bless the Lord, bless His name!
Shout, O soul; your Redeemer came!
His anger on you withheld so free,
such infinite love, how can it be?