Where is God when it hurts?
When the world crumbles around me?
Why is the pain much worse?
I ask why prostrated on my knees.
When the world crumbles around me,
There are reasons to ask questions.
I ask why prostrated on my knees;
In my pain, I look for direction.
There are reasons to ask questions.
I’m facing the challenges to my faith,
In my pain, I look for direction;
In this trial don’t fear—He saith.
I’m facing the challenges to my faith,
Do I have permission to doubt?
In this trial don’t fear—He saith,
Although my world is inside out.
Do I have permission to doubt?
I look for the comfort and hope;
Although my world is inside out,
My faith gives me the strength to cope.
I look for comfort and hope
In the great Lord my Savior
My faith gives me the strength to cope
I’m anchored, my faith will never waiver.