Psalms 130- Like A Mighty River
In the great depths
A feeble voice cries out
My broken spirit comes to You
With a final shout
Be attentive to my pleas!
God, hear my faint cries
Oh My Savior and Lord
You who are sovereign and wise
How sweet is it
That You care for the lost
You hold the prodigal close
No matter the grave cost
So in Christ I place my hope
Who is surer than than the rising sun!
Steadier than the mountains above
I’ll wait for You, Almighty One
Like a mighty river
Hope comes flowing in
Trust in the Father
Who Is and Was, and has always Been
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