in your love, O Lord

My soul doth glory 

in your love, O Lord

For you gazed 

on your servant with compassion

And you reached out 

and took me by the hand.


and holy is your name

Your mercy reaches 

to the end of time

Ah, the lowly you raise 

to the heavens

And the proud hearted 

have no part with you.


with your love

With empty hands 

the rich are sent away

You will always be mindful 

of your mercy

As you promised 

your people long ago.


in your love, O Lord

My soul doth glory 

in your love, O Lord

For you smiled on your servant 

with compassion

And you reached out 

and took me by the hand.