Standing in a crowd of strangers

I will raise my voice

Telling all of Your wonders

They will soon rejoice


Of those who turn and mock You daily

You've removed their name

And torn the roots up from the cities

That choke and create pain


But You protect the weak and poor

Those the world detests

The Lord abides forevermore

And saves those who seek His rest


The jailer shut the prison door

And I was surely through

But our Messiah took the blame

And served our sentence too


Standing in a crowd of strangers

I will now proclaim

"God saved me from a certain death"

"He offers you the same"

Psalm 9:1-20