My body is going through hell
But, God’s still got my back
I’ve struggled to make my life stable
Still, God picked up all the slack.
Drugs got my mind off of a lot of things
But, it was God who got me on track.
The road got rough and I stumbled
And yet, it was God who cleared my path.
I cried for what I did not have
And God made up for all that I lacked.
When I was looking for someone to hear me
God was the first in the audience to clap.
When I though that I was on top of it all
God humbled me with a shack.
And when I thought that I’d never smile again
It was God who got me to laugh.
I thought it was I who had to mold the way
Then I saw, it was I God was working to craft.