Psalm 121
A song of ascents.
I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
Indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
Who knows what i'm going through? No one...no one but you Lord.
And though my heart is torn, i'll praise you in this storm...
Praise you in this storm - Casting Crowns
I was sure by now, God, You would have reached down
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it’s still raining
as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
“I’m with you”
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.
And I’ll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I’ve cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone how can I carry on
if I can’t find You
and as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
“I’m with you”
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away
I lift my eyes unto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes unto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms
This brokenness, senselessness, darkness, pain, unanswered questions, weariness...Every tear i've ever cried, you hold in your hands, you never left my side, though my heart is torn, you heard my cry to you and raised me up again, my strength is almost gone, how can i carry on if i can't find you?
I lift my eyes to you Lord...I will praise you in this storm. I CHOOSE to Praise you, I CHOOSE to be thankful, the troubles i have are "light and momentary" as compared to your eternal Glory! Thank you Lord, truly...i thank you...in faith, i believe, and i thank you...