You Raise Me Up
A Reflection on Psalm 40:2-3 and Psalm 145:14
You raise me up—from the pit of despair,
From the miry clay, from the sinking sand.
When I had no strength to climb, no breath to spare,
You reached down and lifted me with Your own hand.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. (Psalm 40:2)
You raise me up—when I stumble and fall,
When the weight of my failure bends me low.
Not with a scolding, not with a call
To try harder, but with mercy's gentle flow.
You raise me up—on wings like an eagle,
Above the storms that rage below.
When I am weary, when my strength is feeble,
Your power in my weakness starts to show.
He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. (Isaiah 40:29, 31)
You raise me up—from the ashes of shame,
From the grave of regret, from the tomb of despair.
You call my name and I am not the same;
You lift my head and place me in Your care.
So I will not fear the valley or the fall,
For You are there to raise me every time.
You raise me up—my Rock, my All in all,
And set my feet on heights that are divine.
The Lord upholds all who fall and lifts up all who are bowed down. (Psalm 145:14)
Amen.
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