Poor Bishop Hooper
Psalm 18
[Verse 1]
Caught up and entangled in the ropes of death
Torrents of destruction swept over my head
The grave robes wrapped their wretched trap
[Verse 2]
I called to the Lord with the voice that I had left
I cried to my God for the only help that made sense
From His temple He heard my voice
My dying cry reached His ears
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
You came to the earth with shaking
There was fire from Your mouth
Mountеd on the mighty angels
From the hеavens, You came down
Veiled in power and darkness
Your perfect voice resounds
Thunder mighty, followed lightning
Grounds foundations all laid out
To the faithful You show Yourself faithful
To the pure You show Yourself pure
You're the rescue for the afflicted
To the blameless, You're innocent
You're the light to every lamp stand
To the darkness, illuminate
A rock, a shield, salvation wielded
O God, You are my strength
[Outro]
The Lord lives, may my Rock be praised
The Lord lives, may my Rock be praised
The Lord lives, may my Rock be praised
The Lord lives, may my Rock be praised
The Lord lives, may my Rock be praised
The Lord lives, may my Rock be praised
The Lord lives, may my Rock be praised
The Lord lives, may my Rock be praised