O Lord Most High, with All My Heart
O Lord Most High, with all my heart
Your won-drous works I will pro-claim;
I will be glad and give you thanks
And sing the prais-es of your name.
The Lord, the ev-er-lasting King,
Is seat-ed on His judg-ment throne;
The right-eous Judge of all the world
Will make His per-fect jus-tice known.
Je-ho-vah will a ref-uge prove,
A ref-uge strong for all op-pressed,
A safe re-treat, where wea-ry souls
In trou-bled times may sure-ly rest.
All they, O Lord, that know your name
Their con-fi-dence in you will place,
For you have ne'er for-saken them
Who ear-nest-ly have sought your face.
Sing prai-ses to the Lord Most High,
To Him who does in Zi-on dwell;
De-clare His might-y deeds a-broad,
His deeds a-mong the na-tions tell.