When my heart is unsure in the war waged on my doubts
I will bow at your door and pound hard and your heart
I’ll try with all that I am to understand
How this passed through your hands
I won’t let go of you
I’ll wrestle you all night through
Until I hear from you, God
When my trials seem great–make them trails to your throneroom
Train my mouth to say thanks–teach my spirit to trust you
Try with all that I am to understand how to trust in your hand
When my feet want to run away-
Give me courage to make them stay
When my heart wants to cower and hide
Give me strength to look you in the eyes
And remind me I’m worth it to you
With your son on the cross as my proof
There’s no distance that you will not go
And no depth you can’t reach me to show
That you won’t let go
