With all that I am, God, I will praise You. In the face of all that seeks to turn my eyes from You, I will sing Your praises loud.
I worship You, Lord – because of Your tender affection. Because of Your truth. Because You have magnified Your word above all Your name.
When I cried out, You answered me; You filled my soul with strength and made me fearless.
When the rulers of the world hear Your words, my God, they will cry out in praise of You.
Yes… they will sing of Your ways, for great is Your glory, my King!
Though You are exalted above all, my Lord, You still take interest in the lowly. With the proud, however, You do not have intimate fellowship.
Even though I’m walking in hardship right now, You will revive me – with Your hand You will ward of the wrath of my enemies – You will save me with Your right hand.
Lord, You will bring to perfect completion all that weighs on my mind. Your mercy endures forever, my God – do not forsake those You have created.