Why do I fear, the plans I can’t see Why do I run, afraid of defeat When the maker of earth, and the maker of me Holds me in His hands, comforts me and then Gives me strength to stand
There’s nothing left for us to fear The battle has been won So use me Lord until Your will is done Until Your will is done
Well the strong have their strength And the proud have their pride And the world has its way Like a thief in the night
But the humble have faith As they march through the fight Where the weak will be raised up Trusting in the One who has overcome
Why should I worry, why be afraid Why do I doubt the Son of Man When He has been faithful time and again
