In my distress I called to the Lord;
I cried to my God for help.
From his temple he heard my voice;
my cry came before him, into his ears. (Psalm 18:6)

With all my joys and gratitude
I draw near to You.
With all my griefs and lament
I fall down before You.

You, Lord, You know me fully
unlike anyone else.
You have made me from the womb
and trace my being as my Creator.

My present is Yours
for You hold it
My past is Yours
for You shaped it.
My future is Yours
for You know it.

All I am and ever hope to be
I release into Your gracious care.
I know stiff trouble will come
just as sharp joy will arise.
In it all I choose to praise You as God,
as my God and my King.

Receive praise this day
in Jesus’ name. Amen.