² Count yourself lucky—
    God holds nothing against you
    and you’re holding nothing back from him.

⁵ Then I let it all out;
    I said, “I’ll come clean about my failures to God.”

Suddenly the pressure was gone—
    my guilt dissolved,
    my sin disappeared.

⁷ God’s my island hideaway,
    keeps danger far from the shore,
    throws garlands of hosannas around my neck.

¹¹ Celebrate God.
    Sing together—everyone!
    All you honest hearts, raise the roof!