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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