When my soul sinks within me

And my spirit cannot fly

I cry out to my Saviour

He hears my faintest cry.

There are things I don't understand

There are questions I dare not ask

For God's ways are not mine ways

I'm to only do His tasks.

He remembers that I'm only dust

from the ground I was made

In His image I was fashioned

My sin debt He willingly paid 

His love for me is unfathomable

His mercy I do not understand

But His presence I can't help but feel

With His outreaching loving hand.

Even at the lowest depths

Or the highest mountain top

My Saviour is my strength

He's my fortress and my Roc.