My God, my God
my love, my soul,
to you I seek,
when all went sick.
Father, Father
my helper, my redeemer,
to you I gather,
all my strength when the world seemed darker
I am at the top of the mountain,
at the highest peak,
I am at the top of my voice,
because you are worthy of all praises.
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