Good To Me

I put all my hope in the truth of Your promise

And I steady my heart on the ground of Your goodness

When I'm bowed down with sorrow I will lift up Your name

And the foxes in the vineyard will not steal my joy

Because You are good to me, good to me

I lift up my eyes to the hills where my help is found

Your voice fills the night - raise my head up to hear the sound

Though fires burn all around me I will praise You, my God

And the foxes in the vineyard will not steal my joy

Because You are good to me, good to me

Your goodness and mercy shall follow me

All my life

I will trust in Your promise