Lord you have never failed me.
In my darkest hours you hold me,
Like a mother holding her crying child.
My flesh says “You can’t do it! Give up!”
But, you say “My daughter keep walking!”
As I walk through these dry places,
I still worship you because my worship is my water,
And when I worship I receive you.
Unfailing God, no wrong can you do.
Even when I’m undeserving,
you still bless me like you do.
When other people leave me,
I know that it’s just a sign for me to finally look at you.