1-2. God, the one and only—I’ll wait as long as he says.Everything I need comes from him,so why not?He’s solid rock under my feet,breathing room for my soul,An impregnable castle:I’m set for life.
3-4. How long will you gang up on me?How long will you run with the bullies?There’s nothing to you, any of you—rotten floorboards, worm-eaten rafters,Anthills plotting to bring down mountains,far gone in make-believe.You talk a good line,but every “blessing” breathes a curse.
5-6. God, the one and only—I’ll wait as long as he says.Everything I hope for comes from him,so why not?He’s solid rock under my feet,breathing room for my soul,An impregnable castle:I’m set for life.