Album: Surprising
Though the fig tree doesn't blossom
Though no ripened grapes appear
Though the harvest fails and fields provide no food
I'll be joyful in my Saviour
The Lord who is my strength
He will keep my ways and lead me in His truth
Yet will I praise him, I will lift my hands to my Creator
Yet will I praise him, my Savour and my God
Yet will I praise him, I will put my trust in my Provider
Yet will I praise him, Lord Jehovah sovereign God
When the night is overwhelming
And the day is far from clear
When my heart is restless for the peace of God
Let your song Lord, through the ages
Through the prophets You have given
Lift my eyes and heart to gaze upon You Lord
Be the strength Lord in my weakness
Let your song be in my night
Be my rock when all around is sinking sand
Be the light Lord in the darkness
Be the vision of my eyes
In my passing days you are the great 'I AM'
Lord I will praise you; I will lift my hands to my Creator
Lord I will praise you, my Saviour and my God
Lord I will praise you; I will put my trust in my Provider
Yes I will praise you, Lord Jehovah sovereign God
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