I am down on my luck
And nothing goes right for me
I will Trust you Lord

Even Though
Life seems hopeless
And I feel Helpless
I will follow you

Even Though
All that I have
And all that I love
Has been taken away
I still will have it all
Because I have you Lord

My Hope
My Help
Comes from you Lord
Nothing else will do

I trust you
I adore you
And I will follow you
No matter what may come my way

Psalm 121
I will lift up my eyes to the hills—
From whence comes my help?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.

3 He will not allow your foot to be moved;
He who keeps you will not slumber.
4 Behold, He who keeps Israel
Shall neither slumber nor sleep.

5 The Lord is your keeper;
The Lord is your shade at your right hand.
6 The sun shall not strike you by day,
Nor the moon by night.

7 The Lord shall preserve you from all evil;
He shall preserve your soul.
8 The Lord shall preserve your going out and your coming in
From this time forth, and even forevermore.

Hosanna, Hosanna in the Highest
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