Words can build or pull down

I love you Lord
And I lift my voice
To worship you
O my soul, rejoice!

Sometimes Lord the words slip out,
A piece of gossip salivates on my tongue
And I lack the restraint to keep it to myself
Enjoying the pleasure of sharing it
Without thought that this is not acceptable to you

Sometimes I need that coal pressed to my lips
A cleansing fire transforming my words into what they should be
Thanks be to God
Sometimes my heart soars with praise
And I cannot hold back, such expressions of love and encouragement
Overflowing from the well of your life giving water

Take joy my King,
In what you hear,
May it be a sweet, 
sweet sound in your ear.

Psalm19:14

May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.’