O My Soul

Rivers and stones and the trees of the field, they sing in the night

And a thousand tongues lay deep in your lungs to raise to the sky

Don't lie to yourself, o my soul—love your God.

Deep in your heart you feather and tar your folly and fear:

Expose them for the fools they are, and the world comes clear.

Don't lie to yourself, o my soul—love your God.

Your worries will never love you

They'll leave you all alone

But your God will not forsake you

O my soul.