Why should I be deprived of Your rest

When You are my resting place

Why should I let my thoughts hammer me into the ground

When You are the solid ground on which I stand

Why should I allow anger and discontentment to mock me

When You are my Prince of peace and trusted hiding place 

I will arise weak and small as a I am

Pushing fear to the outer limits

Standing in Your strength 

My Saviour and true King

You are my help when I am helpless

And I am happy 

Knowing 

You are my God