O God, be merciful to me,
For I have put my trust in You.
I hide beneath Your outstretched wings
Until the storms have passed from view.
The One to whom I cry
Is God, the Lord Most High,
Fulfilling all His plans for me;
O faithful God, show mercy!
From heaven He will send my help
And put to shame the trampling foe.
My God will send His steadfast love;
His faithfulness will be made known.
My soul engulfed by fears,
Attacked by swords and spears.
O God, be praised above the heav’ns
And let Your glory fill the earth!
They set a net before my steps;
My soul bowed down in deep despair.
They dug a pit before my way
But stumbled into their own snare.
My heart is fixed, O God,
My heart is fixed, O God!
So I will sing a song of praise
And from my heart make melody!
Awake, O psalt’ry,
Awake, O harp!
Awake, my glory—
I will awake the dawn!
Awake, O psalt’ry,
Awake, O harp!
Awake, my glory—
I will awake the dawn!
Now I will thank You, Lord Most High,
Among the peoples sing Your praise,
For matchless is Your steadfast love;
It reaches to the heav’ns above!
Your faithfulness abounds,
Extending to the clouds.
O God, be praised above the heav’ns
And let Your glory fill the earth!