When I go to the ocean Your tide rolls in.
Please cleanse my dying body from all the filthy sin.
When I walk through the valley of confusion and despair.
Although it is a hike of struggle, you remind me you are always there.
When I'm on the mountain high, full of emotions great.
I am to humble myself oh Lord, for you have given me this day.
In Your fields of plenty I feast upon Your mercy.
Your grace it overwhelms me and fills me with Your glory.