Lord, from sorrows deep I call [Russian translation]

Verse 1:

Lord, from sorrows deep I call

When my hope is shaken

Torn and ruined from the fall

Hear my desperation

For so long I've pled and prayed

God, come to my rescue

Even so the thorn remains

Still my heart will praise You

Verse 2:

Storms within my troubled soul

Questions without answers

On my faith these billows roll

God, be now my shelter

Why are you cast down, my soul?

Hope in Him who saves you

When the fires have all grown cold

Cause this heart to praise You

Verse 3:

Should my life be torn from me

Every worldly pleasure

When all I possess is grief

God, be then my treasure

Be my vision in the night

Be my hope and refuge

Till my faith is turned to sight

Lord, my heart will praise You

Bridge:

And, oh, my soul, put your hope in God

My help, my Rock, I will praise Him

Sing, oh, sing through the raging storm

You're still my God, my salvation

• Artist:Keith & Kristyn Getty