Before the gods I sing Your praise,
O maker and giver of all of my days.
I bow down towards Your ho-ly place
exalt Your word and ho-ly name.
You hear us cry and strengthen souls.
We’ve heard your word and seen your glow.
For You, though high, regard the low.
The haughty, You tell them where to go.
‘Mid troubled times we walk abroad.
Stretch out Your hand; protect us, God.
We’re trusting in your steadfast love.
You’ll never forsake what you have done.
Photo: The Feast of Peleus from The Birmingham Museum Trust
Source: Psalm 138
Text: David Alexander, 2020 CC BY-NC SA 4,0
Tune: Beloit, Public Domain
Audio: www.smallchurchmusic.com Used by Permission