Psalm 56: David’s song when seized by the Philistines in Gath

I’ll wake up tomorrow evening

with a big smile on my face.

It won’t feel out of place,

and you’ll still be choking

on the shit you just ate.

I wonder how bad that tastes.

When you see my face,

Hope It gives you hell,

Hope It gives you hell.

When God hears my case,

hope It gives you hell,

hope It gives you hell.

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