As I sit here moping, I ask myself how could this be?
My mind’s a mess but I’m the image of serenity
To passing onlookers, how calm and composed I must be
Deep inside, I’m so torn up it’s nothing but tragedy.
From North to South, from East to West, they all ganged up on me
Trials, hardships, difficulties, they’re all my enemy
They can be so mean, they can be troublesome, they’re so nasty
I look around, no one’s there, I look up, “God, please help me”.
There’s nowhere else I can turn on to, but Lord, only You
Can give me the answer I need, the one I can cling to
When everything around me seemed to be in great despair
When all my hope have shattered and no one else seemed to care.
Dear Father, upon your hands, I completely surrender
Everything in me, my whole life, anything I hold dear
To guide me, to enlighten me, for You to take over
For without You, I’m nothing but dust on a dry summer.