I waited for the Lord on high,
I waited and he heard my cry.

He pulled me out of my despair,
He taught me how to walk from fear into security, from quicksand to the rock.

I waited for the Lord on high,
I waited and he heard my cry.

I sing to let the people know that I have been restored,
And they will kneel and understand to return and trust in the Lord.

I waited for the Lord on high,
I waited and he heard my cry.

And there's a new song in my heart to sing,
There's a new song: praises for my king.

I waited.