When I’m troubled
Lose my peace;
When I wander off unleashed.
I look around
I touch, I taste
And soon I’m right back
Where I started;
When life left me brokenhearted.
Isn’t this the place He found me
Saved me, wrapped His arms around me.
His grasp still strong;
Will not let go;
I wait for Him to again remind me
Untangling lies that confine me.
Sometimes silence is a friend
Wait and see what’s round the bend
He knows my state
Hears my plea
And in the quiet I am listening
More aware of sin’s enticing
The choice is mine to stand or fall
He will not force me come or stall.
He paid my ransom;
Shed His blood;
His thoughts of me will never waver
Why should I not please my savior.