Have you ever gotten into a situation
where you think,
"How did I get here, and now what do I do?"
This happens to me more than I like.
It seems like an adventure from the ground.
But then where do I go?
And how do I get down?
Your love, O Lord, reaches to the heavens,
Your faithfulness to the skies,
Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains,
Your justice like the great deep,
O Lord, you preserve both man and beast.