My Foundation

My foundation is on the rock

That rises above all.
It lifts me up above the storms
That break against its wall.
 
Sometimes I think I’ve got the strength
To climb up on my own.
Right up until I slip and fall,
Broken upon hard stone.
 
Each time it lifts me up again
Above the storms, unfurled,
To shelter me until I’m strong
Enough to face the world.

Psalm 61:2

From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.