Today, when my eyes are hazy
And my vision is blurred from all these circumstances,
Help me believe,
It’s not like I don’t but it’s just that
Suddenly every effort to crawl through this ravine is proving futile
And every step I take, I slide three further in
Lord, I can’t see light and your ways seem s.l.o.w.e.r than they usually are;
And my fears have metamorphosed into these terrible looming horrors
And my anxieties are fighting to appear real,
Now here’s the thing, I know YOU ARE my IAM
But Iam having trouble aligning what I know to these tumultuous emotions
This is it Lord,
I do, I believe, help my unbelief.
His lifeline to me today;
You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day,
Nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday.