1-2 God, listen to me shout,bend an ear to my prayer.When I’m far from anywhere,down to my last gasp,I call out, “Guide meup High Rock Mountain!”
3-5 You’ve always given me breathing room,a place to get away from it all,A lifetime pass to your safe-house,an open invitation as your guest.You’ve always taken me seriously, God,made me welcome among those who know and love you.
6-8 Let the days of the king add upto years and years of good rule.Set his throne in the full light of God;post Steady Love and Good Faith as lookouts,And I’ll be the poet who sings your glory—and live what I sing every day.