When every plan has stalled a while
And every thought unsure
When the future is a foggy haze
Or a tightly sealed door
When I can’t find assurity
And suddenly I’m lost
I will surely look to God
And count the cost.
As Hopelessness sits and sinks
As Worry stalks and pounces
As Despair grabs hold of me
To throw me to the ground
When the chill of Fear has seized my heart
As bitter as a frost
I will seize upon my God
And count the cost.
The Peace of His assurance
Amply warms my freezing bones
I am wrapped in blankets comforting
And held within His arms.
Then will I lift my head again
To face what tests me most
With God to guide me forth
I count the cost.
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