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
