O
Find rest, oh my soul in God alone, my hope, it comes from Him
He above all is loving and strong, a warrior as well as a friend
A rock for my feet, a roof for my head, a bulwark in life's desperate hours
My salvation and my honor depend on God, then why is my soul so downcast and anxious?
I trust You at all times, pour out my heart, baring my soul here before You
'Cause You aren't like the ones I've trusted before, when I've open up...You're there all the more
Low-born men are but a breath, the high-born are but a lie
If placed on a scale before my God, they'd amount to a breath or a sigh
We worry 'bout our position in life so others will think we've arrived
But You love the peasant as much as the prince
The despised of men as much as the honored.
He above all is loving and strong, a warrior as well as a friend
A rock for my feet, a roof for my head, a bulwark in life's desperate hours
My salvation and my honor depend on God, then why is my soul so downcast and anxious?
I trust You at all times, pour out my heart, baring my soul here before You
'Cause You aren't like the ones I've trusted before, when I've open up...You're there all the more
Low-born men are but a breath, the high-born are but a lie
If placed on a scale before my God, they'd amount to a breath or a sigh
We worry 'bout our position in life so others will think we've arrived
But You love the peasant as much as the prince
The despised of men as much as the honored.
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