1 I call to you, my rock:
Lord, hear my earnest prayer–
if you ignore my plea,
how can I not despair?
As I reach out, make this the place
of fresh encounters with your grace,
of fresh encounters with your grace.
2 May I be spared the fate
of those who cling to sin,
whose friendly words belie
malicious thoughts within–
would ruin not be my reward
if I should disregard you, Lord,
if I should disregard you, Lord?
3 But you have heard my prayer;
in you I will be strong:
since I rely on you,
my heart is filled with song.
Yes, Lord, I sing to you, my Rock:
eternal Shepherd, guard your flock,
eternal Shepherd, guard your flock.