Faith always being put to the test
The time when the weary soul can never rest
What's the purpose of obsecurity and mayhem
To win a battle amongst men?
Who said not to question God? We must seek Him for clarity.
Missions are fruitless without His direction
He is where I turn for affection.
Man in your corner is a temporary fix
Never rely on man for wounds needing affix
Never will I win this worldly battle without seeking He
He is in I and only He completes Me!