Lord, I Will Praise You

Lord, I will praise You when my heart is heavy,
when I'm brought low, I will bless Your name.
For You dwell in the praises of Your people,
mighty in mercy to the poor and lame.

Lord, I will praise You when my heart is breaking,
when floods of sorrow overwhelm my soul.
For You keep all my tears in Your bottle,
ready to comfort and to make me whole.

Lord, I will praise You when my feet are weary,
when heavy burdens come to weigh me down.
For You know all my weakness and my wand'ring,
songs of deliv'rance all my way surround.

Lord, I will praise You when my eyes are fading,
when the brief measure of my life has flown.
Lord, I will praise You, praise You through the waters,
bring this poor pilgrim to Your heaven home.