69B. Help me, O God, and hear my cry

Author: Timothy Dudley-Smith

Help me, O God, and hear my cry
extend to me your saving hand,
the waters rise, the floods are high,
my feet have found no place to stand:
now, lest the depths become my grave,
O God of hosts, draw near and save.

2. My secret faults, my sin and shame,
lie open, Lord, before your face,
yet in my heart I love your name
and all my hope is in your grace:
Lord, in your mercy, think on me;
speak but the word, and set me free.

3. So shall I praise the God of love,
with heaven and earth and sea and sky,
who hears us from his throne above
and lifts his ransomed people high,
to sound his praise in ceaseless song
where all who love his name belong.