Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him.

Why, my soul, are you downcast? 

Why so disturbed within me? 

Put your hope in God, 

for I will yet praise him, 

my Savior and my God.

Psalm 43:5

I hate myself for thinking

There's nothing good in me

Heart filled with unrighteousness

Mind polluted by envy

Tongue tied in lies

Eyes blinded by disgust

The silence of the night calls 

The words of entitlement press in

"You can do more, better, a lot"

Yes, I can if I will; Can't I?

The stars are out, the moon out of sight

My eyes await for my Savior

I just wanted is to be still, to be held

My prince where is thou peace?

And as the depth of your love engulfs

There is a wage of war in my bones

It shivers, it breaks, shattered into pieces

I wonder how it is still in its proper place

 

In the sound of your embrace 

My God, Let me rest my case

I incline my ear to hear You whisper

I lean myself so, so much closer

Bring me in a new horizon

Play the interlude of your grace

Let your angels dance before You

Let your mercy come anew

Let me remember

And never forget

My Lord, 

You are nearer

Had all this happened

You remain in control  

You are sovereign

You calm my soul

Let my mouth speak glory

Let my tongue sing praise

Let my heart beat worship

Let my hand raise bless

I hate myself for thinking

There's nothing good in me

But there's our Father's begotten Son

In His loving arms, my story is not yet done