Hook When I am found alone in darkest night/ I pray to God that things will be alright/ And I believe that it's not as it seems/ And what's to comes beyond our wildest/ Verse 1 I cannot see anything through this fog of depression, and I don't have a clue/ What to do I am lost in morbid introspection, and I don't know what's true/ Oftentimes – my feelings keep Hellishly telling me (what?)/ There's no escaping these feelings of lowliness so you had better give up/ I try to medicate it away with distractions/ I'm hating myself when I recall the pa**ion/ I had in the past now the Devil is laughing/ He clapping, applauding my self-loathing sin-sickened apathy/ I feel so far from Home so I run farther like God must be mad at me/ Hush child, quit putting words in my mouth/ That I never said, remember what you read back then/ Ain't nothing changed but your fickle heart/ Hush child, I know that you been feeling doubt/ But I never left, it's all in your head/ Blackmail, I'm still here even in the dark/ How it could it be that you love me when I am so ugly inside?/ Floating in irreverent emotional oceans coping with potions instead of hoping in Christ/ Hush child, do you really think your problems/ Are beyond me? I could raise the dead/ Back then, I still can; you're never too far/ Verse 2 It is profound, how these circumstances are just crazy enough/ That when combined with my unbelief I really do perceive God cannot measure up/ I need some spiritual psychoan*lysis, why this despondency?/ I am afflicted with prideful paralysis, doubting His Sovereignty/ Running on the battlefield without picking up my battle shield is a bona fide way to lose/ Gotta get up in the Word then go reckon on what I have heard, have faith the Spirit will come through/ Father it's raining I hope you're sustaining as I try to behold you/ Your right hand upholds me my grip it is slipping please catch and console me/ Take heart, heart this light millisecond dark, dark/ Is achieving a future that outweighs our grieving/ Forever and ever we'll revel in Jesus/ All sad things will come untrue, work for our good and His glory too/ They're one and the same – our joy, and the fame of his name/ And I know the clouds I so much dread/ Are big with grace, they'll rain/ Blessings on my head yeah/ I know the promised land is coming/ Promised, and it's stunning/ Everything coming is better than what you could ever conceive/