Out of the Depths

You are my King

You are my joy

Earnestly I seek your peace

Bowing my knees

With a heart of faith.


And I cry "Abbah Father!

Have mercy on me 

And bring me out of this dry and broken land!

Raise me up from the valley of death

And place me at the top of the mountain

So I can be with you!


For it is written "better is one day in your courts

than a thousand elsewhere!" 

Father- I would rather be with you

than in the desert.

But where I am, there you also are.


Where can I go from your presence?

Where can I hide from your Spirit?

You know when I sit and when I rise

So why I try to run and hide?


Bring me up out of the valleys

Bring me into your light

Gather me from the four winds 

And draw me close to you.


I hear you say "Little girl! Get up and live!"

You have raised me out of the depths 

You have breathed life in my weary lungs

You have restored my soul.


Abbah.

Father.

Comforter of my soul.


You hear my pleas

You hear my prayers

I give thanks to you

For your mercies are new every morning.


My lips will forever praise you

And my heart will always sing

"Holy! Holy! Holy! 

Is the Lord God Almighty!

Who was and is and is to come!"


You have spoken 

And you will do it.


Great are you, Lord!

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