Pressed to the point of hopelessness
Seems as though one could care less
But wrong you'd be for he sees when
Your dire needs seem have no end
Cry out to GOD you hear nothing
Asking Lord why don't you do something
Dark it is but He is there
To lift up what upon you bares
This world is filled with ugliness
You see no change, under duress
Throw the towel that wiped your soul
Not see what soon love will unfold
We're not alone when all seems wrong
Forgot what made the weak now strong
Hold on to him who holds to you
Through thick and thin that sees you through
Preacher, young mother with newborn child
Father, Widower, know in awhile
All things will come to those who wait
Upon the Lord who knows whats on your plate
Be of good cheer, the dates been set
You see our God never forgets
The place you dwell for just today
Is in Gods hand where all things lay
