I Waited For The Lord Most High

Verse 1

I waited for the Lord Most High, and he inclined to hear my cry; he took me from destruction's pit and from the miry clay; upon a rock he set my feet, and steadfast made my way.

Verse 2

A new and joyful song of praise he taught my thankful heart to raise; and many, seeing me restored, shall fear the Lord and trust; and blest are they that trust the Lord, the humble and the just.

Verse 3

O Lord my God, how manifold your wondrous works which I behold, and all your loving, gracious thought you have bestowed on man; to count thy mercies I have sought, but boundless is their span.

Verse 4

Before your people I confess the wonders of your righteousness; you know, O Lord, that I have made your great salvation known, your truth and faithfulness displayed, your loving-kindness shown.

Verse 5

Withhold not now your grace from me, O Lord, your mercy let me see, to me your loving-kindness show, your truth be still my stay; let them preserve me where I go, and keep me ev'ry day.

Verse 6

Let all who seek to see your face be glad and joyful in your grace; let those who your salvation love forevermore proclaim; O praise the Lord who dwells above, and magnify his name.