1-2. I love you, God—you make me strong.God is bedrock under my feet,the castle in which I live,my rescuing knight.My God—the high cragwhere I run for dear life,hiding behind the boulders,safe in the granite hideout.
16-19. But me he caught—reached all the wayfrom sky to sea; he pulled me outOf that ocean of hate, that enemy chaos,the void in which I was drowning.They hit me when I was down,but God stuck by me.He stood me up on a wide-open field;I stood there saved—surprised to be loved!
20-24. God made my life completewhen I placed all the pieces before him.When I got my act together,he gave me a fresh start.Now I’m alert to God’s ways;I don’t take God for granted.Every day I review the ways he works;I try not to miss a trick.I feel put back together,and I’m watching my step.God rewrote the text of my lifewhen I opened the book of my heart to his eyes.