Here they come again—
prowling, growling like a pack of stray dogs in the city.
Drifting, devouring, and coming in for the kill,
they refuse to sleep until they’ve eaten their fill.
But as for me, your strength shall be my song of joy.
At each and every sunrise, my lyrics of your love will fill the air!
For you have been my glory-fortress,
a stronghold in my day of distress.
O my strength, I sing with joy your praises.
O my stronghold, I sing with joy your song!
O my Savior, I sing with joy the lyrics of your faithful love for me!