Psalm of the Valley

Grant me a val­ley

far from the na­tions

Where I may dwell all my days.

There peace at­tends me

’mid tri­bu­la­tions

If I but walk in Your ways.

While fu­ries rage and trem­ble the ground

While fear and con­flicts sur­round.

In that calm val­ley

my ge­ne­ra­tions

Stand giv­ing thanks

sing­ing praise.

Where Your hand leads me

there shall I fol­low

Trusting Your Word as my guide.

When oth­ers fail me

their pledge found hol­low

Your grace and love fast abide.

Wilderness path or broad smooth high­way

I’ll yield to You

Lord

the way.

The pre­sent I see. Not so

to­mor­row

Save that You walk by my side.

God the cre­at­or

who is and shall be

Present in all time and place.

Be my de­fend­er

nev­er for­sake me.

Never from me

hide your face.

When cold des­cends and ga­thers the dark

When night stills ev­en the lark.

Be my pro­tect­or

fold your hand o’er me.

I’ll shel­ter in its em­brace.