When around me things get so rough
And I can't see anymore my way out,
I shout in my mind aloud,His blessed name,
He quickly come and helps me through my strife.
Sometimes when problems are too much,
And they corrode with a vengance in my heart and thoughts,
Binding at times so tight my eyes and soul,
Till blinded and lost,I can't see nothing right,
It's then when in those unbearable and painful times,
From the darkest confinements and hours of my soul,
That with a sigh of praise and relief, I do recall,
That He's always here with me, and that He loves me so.
Dorian Petersen Potter