I will give thanks to the Lord most high;
I will sing praise to his righteous name.
1 I have no strength but yours,
O God, my hiding-place;
you snatch me from the lion's claws
and save me by your grace.
Chorus

2 To love that will not cease
I owe my life, my all;
and justly if I break God's peace
then punishment will fall.
Chorus

3 My God, my sovereign still,
my shield, my joy, my crown:
you honour those who do your will,
you tread the evil down.
Chorus

Michael Perry (1942 - 1996) from Psalm 7
© Mrs B Perry/Jubilate Hymns Ltd