Malcolm Woolrich

You lifted me out of the depths

And I will exalt you, Lord

O, Lord, I called to you for help

You healed me, my soul restored

You spared me from the pit

My enemies, my shame

Sing to the Lord you saints of his

Praise his holy name

 

You turned my wailing into dancing

And clothed me in your joy

My singing heart will not be silent

I thank you for evermore

When you hid your face from me

I was dismayed

But when you favour me, o Lord

My fear is taken away

 

His anger for a moment lasts

His favour a lifetime

Weeping may remain the night

Rejoicing comes in time

To you, o Lord, I called

For mercy, Lord, I cried

Sing to the Lord you saints of his

‘Til the end of time.