Each time I start to wonder
Is God really there?
He lifts me up and holds me
To let me know He cares.
You know it's kind of foolish
I doubt He's there at all.
But when I start to fall back
He's there to catches my fall.
Even though I am a sinner
Who's always falling down.
He picks me up, dusts me off,
Stands me on holy ground.
When it comes to my health,
In the right place, at the right time.
That healing touch He does for me
Is deep within my mind.
God is good.
He really does care for me. Wow!
Of course I will struggle
And fall down again.
But He'll be there to pick me up
I love Him -- my best friend.