He Hears My Cry

"I waited patiently for the LORD; And He inclined to me and heard my cry. He brought me up out of the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay, And He set my feet upon a rock making my footsteps firm. He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God; Many will see and fear And will trust in the LORD." Psalm 40:1-3

O Lord, my God, You are from everlasting to everlasting, the source of all power, light and life in this universe You created. Who am I that you consider me? I am smaller than a speck of dust, yet You hear my cry.

You saw the quagmire of my life, that I was sinking and gasping for my last breath of air. In Your tender mercy you reached down and set my feet upon the Solid Rock of Your Son, Jesus Christ. 

You have never left me, never forsaken me. You have put a new song in my heart and mouth, a song of praise and thanksgiving to You.

May my feeble "Thank You" reverberate through space, gaining in strength as it is joined by the chorus of praise offered by Your people for eternity.

In the Powerful Name of Jesus,                                                                                                    Amen.