When hope packs up and moves away

And you're not sure if it will stay

Near or far or in between

The heart grows fragile, incomplete

Songs feel hollow, without rhyme

Or beat or reason, not in time.

Others try to understand

But they've not seen or held the hand

Of your life's story, or the road

You've walked in silence - oft alone

When it's hard to wake and see

Another day of destiny

There is only One who holds

The answers and a lasting hope

Once again I tilt my head

Towards the Voice

Who does command

The wind and rain and raging sea

He made those things 

To pleasure me.

When all hope has trickled through

My trembling fingers, cold and blue

From hanging on to threads of want

With helpless pleas, and battles fought

I will bow and thank the One

Who's constant promise comforts me

Despite the storm, despite my sea.

Back to You I run, dear Lord

Make me strong, help me soar

To greater heights of trust in You

Soothe my heartache, make me new.