The
Lord is exalted and holy
Above
all our minds comprehend,
And
yet He is Lord of the lowly,
Our
faithful, compassionate Friend.
In
trouble, our soul is restored;
In
danger, we have His protection.
We
are the concern of our Lord,
The
workmanship of His perfection.
The
Lord takes delight in His own,
Directing
our way in His path.
The
proud, who are distantly known,
Are
warned now to flee from His wrath.
O
Lord of the lowly, You are
Our
God and our Guide from our youth.
You
drew us, when we were so far,
To
walk in the way of Your truth.
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